Date: Tue, 24 Apr 2007 22:21:54 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: New to the Neighborhood Part 1

	I moved to the small town of Bogota Bay from the west coast. After
a botched marriage and a messy legal divorce, I left my wife and kids the
house and moved across country to escape! At 40 I managed to snag a nice
modest home on Cape Drive, a small little oasis that gives me all the
peace, quiet, and privacy I needed to do my work. I am an editor for a
renowned publishing company back on the west coast. The good thing about
the job is that I can do it from anywhere, without having to go into an
office. Therefore I work at home via the computer, phone, and fax.

	My wife and I separated after I discovered she'd had an affair with
her trainer. I suppose I should have known, she'd never been as devoted to
anything in her life like she was to going to the gym to fuck her
instructor.  Just imagine my surprise when I learned that the instructor
was another woman!
	Disgraced and disgusted, I left without too much flack. Cheryl's
family came from money, so she really didn't need my support, which left me
with most of my money intact. The kids were both in high school, looking
forward to colleges, so I didn't see any reason to uproot them from their
friends, schools, and family back on the west coast. But Cheryl and I were
through. She begged me not to tell the kids about her little lesbian
affair, and I agreed, as no good could come from our children learning of
their mother's despicable ways.

	The house I bought used to belong to an older couple who died. The
realtor said I got it for a steal, as the family had wanted to get rid of
it and move on after their parent's deaths. It was a beautiful little one
floor ranch style home, with 3 bedroom (one of which I have transformed
into an office), 2 bathrooms, a spacious living room, dining room, kitchen,
and a large yard with plenty of space. The view of the Atlantic Ocean was
breathing taking from the hillside looking down into town. It was
picturesque. I started jogging the roads along the hillsides every morning.
Being 5-10, 150 lbs, with and slim athletic physique, dark hair, and
glasses, I tried to keep myself in good physical shape. After a couple of
weeks I started noticing my neighbors as they'd all wave to me "good
morning" as I ran by doing my 6 mile run. I found most of the towns' people
were friendly and helpful, some even going out of their way to explain
locations and routes. It seemed the town was really small compared to
neighboring cities, and all roads led through the main square. They had one
elementary, two high schools, a community college, one post office, two
banks, three churches, one bus station, two movie houses, several diners
and bars, shops, and one strip club.

	The town was usually quiet even when it was bustling with traffic.
The hillsides (where most of the residents were) were equally silent.
People still hung their clothes outside on the lines to dry in the breeze
on clear days. After awhile I started to find all the extra quiet a trifle
disturbing (coming from an active home), so to break up some of the
monotony around the house, I decided to get myself a companion. Back in the
city we owned a dog, a cat, a turtle, a hamster, goldfish, and two birds. I
needed something to help me forget I now lived alone. I found a 3 yr old
fully grown German Shepard with a black coat dusted with a hint of white
(particularly on his chest and underbelly). The owner was selling him for
some reason, citing that "Driffus" was extremely likable and used to people
but, a tab too rambunctious by getting several of the neighborhood phillies
pregnant every spring. I decided to give Driffus a try, not really having
the time and opportunity to take care of a puppy. First thing I did was
take him to the Vet for a complete and thorough check up. The Vet (the only
one in town) "Dr McCure" was already familiar with Bruce's history. With
everything set, I immediately took Driffus to the local Home Depot for his
new collar and name (Bruce), food, supplies, and a brand new dog house. I
scheduled an appointment with the carpenter to come by as soon as he could
to build Bruce his new dog house, then I took him home to get better
acquainted with me and his new digs.
	Bruce seemed to get used to his new home rather quickly. I let him
run around the fenced grounds for awhile before I feed him and gave him a
good bath outside with the hose, scrubbing him good before he could jump up
and lay around on my new furniture. Once I got him squared away, I went to
work in my office while Bruce lay around relaxing. Occasionally he'd get
bored and wander into the office with me, laying his head on my lap for
attention. I worked a few hours, getting as much done as I could before
getting too sleepy to read anymore. I took off my glasses and rubbed my
sore eyes, then decided to break off some steam by popping in a straight
porno and masturbating.

	I picked one of my favorites, then stripped down naked and settled
into my favorite lounge chair. I fast forward to the hottest scenes while I
slowly stroked my 7" hardon to full erection. The petite but well endowed
white girl getting fucked on screen was taking on 3 really hung black guys
all at once; one lying on his back with her pussy straddling his hips, the
other standing behind them fucking her in her plump ass, and the third
standing over her fucking her pretty face. The girl was very talented, and
had all three of the black guys on the ropes as their cocks were thick and
pulsing wildly after fucking through her delicious holes.
	I was busy stroking myself, trying to time my climax to coincide
with theirs when Bruce wandered into the room to see what I was doing. I
kept my eyes on the screen, watching intently as the girl got her body
fucked in every direction. I stroked my cock harder, my balls bouncing
between my legs as my fist hammered up and down my hard pipe. To my utter
shock and surprise, I felt Bruce's wet nose sniffing between my
legs. Startled, I pushed him back out of the way, and continued
stroking. Bruce came back, more interested in what I was doing. He nudged
his nose into my balls again, then started to lick me. I nearly jumped out
of my skin. I hadn't been sexually active since my separation, relying
mainly on my small collection of pornos to satisfy my cardinal needs.

	I was somewhat frightened at first, allowing Bruce to lick me down
there. I wasn't sure if he was tamed enough not to bite me. Reluctantly I
allowed him to continue, keeping my senses alert incase he decided to
nibble. But he didn't. On the screen I saw one of the black men pull his
thick cock from her mouth, and start to masturbate all over her face and
panting mouth. She collected his cum on her tongue, then let it drool down
from the corners of her mouth while the other 2 men continued fucking her.
	I watched as the camera zoomed in on the 2 cocks dueling through
her ass and vagina. The one in her ass shoved in and stopped. I could see
his thick cock pulse as he dumped his load into her ass while the man on
the bottom kept on fucking. When he removed his cock, his cum started to
leak from her dilated anal lips. She went wild, bouncing her pussy up and
down the length of the man's cock beneath her. He grabbed her milky white
hips with his huge hands, and pulled her all the way down on his big
cock. I saw his balls contract as he dumped his own huge load inside her
well fucked pussy. At the same precise moment, Bruce started licking my
balls, his wet tongue licking from my hairy scrotum up to my stroking
fingers while I jacked myself into a frenzy. The cum shot out of my cock,
coating my stomach with thick white cream. I sat back in the chair, totally
exhausted and ready for a shower with Bruce still licking my loosening
balls. I stood my stiff cock upright, allowing him to lick the shaft. After
a few minutes, I decided to call it quits, and got up and headed for the
bathroom.

Pt-2

	After my shower, I dried myself, then let Bruce out in the yard for
the night so he could pee and protect the house. I went to bed shortly
thereafter, settling in and falling to sleep rather quickly. Sometime later
that night I heard Bruce outside wailing, scratching at the back door as he
tried to regain entry. I tried ignoring him for awhile, but after an hour
of so, knew his noise making had to be disturbing my neighbors as well as
myself. So I got up out of bed, and let him in. Bruce wagged his tail,
jumping up on me as he greeted me happily. "Yeah, yeah, yeah..." I mumbled,
cutting out the lights and headed back to bed. Bruce followed me, jumping
up on the bed with me. I pushed him off, telling him to "stay" on the
floor. But Bruce wouldn't listen, and kept jumping up on the bed anyway. I
decided not to challenge him, and allowed him to sleep with me (at least
until his new house was built). But Bruce wasn't satisfied with just merely
sleeping with me, he climbed on top of me and started to lick my
face. "Stop Bruce!" I yelled, pushing him off. But Bruce was a big dog, and
wouldn't take "no" for an answer. I had to hide under the covers to escape,
and even then he was pulling at the sheets with his teeth to expose
me. That's when I noticed his hardon sticking out from under his
stomach. "So that's what the problem is?" I thought to myself, thinking
Bruce wanted me to help him get off like he'd did me.
	I certainly wasn't about to put a dog's cock in my mouth, or lick
his furry balls like he'd done mine, but I'd whack him off if that would
help. Bruce's doggy cock was bright red, veined, and about a good 8 1/2
inches long. I touched it tentatively, afraid I might hurt him. His cock
was wet and slick to the touch as I started to fist it back and
forth. Bruce stopped fighting me, and stood there enjoying my curious
hand. I felt his thick doggy dick, cupped his furry cum filled balls, and
stroked his cock back and forth. Bruce placed his front paws up on my
shoulders while I stroked him, and began humping his hips. His cock moved
back and forth through my tightly enclosed fist as he helped me jerk him
along. I couldn't believe I was actually doing this, I'd owned Rusty (our
family pet at home) for years, and had never actually seen his cock fully
erect. Now here I was jacking off my new dog as he humped my hand as if
fucking one of his horny phillies his former owner spoke of.

	Bruce panted heavily as his cock started to swell in my hand. I saw
a large knot grown near the end of his dick, and thought I might have done
something wrong. I let go of his cock, thinking I had broken it somehow,
when he suddenly started spewing watery cream all over me, my bed, and
sheets. Bruce never stopped humping thin air as his cock sway back and
forth, spraying cum everywhere. I was drenched in his doggy semen as I
tried to push him back off of me. Bruce growled as I pushed him down onto
the floor, and wiped his seed off of my body with the sheets. "Bad dog!" I
shamed him, scolding him as he tucked his tail and moped out of the room. I
got up out of bed and pulled the cummy sheets off of the bed and threw them
into the laundry basket. Then I showered again, washing Bruce's sticky cum
off of me. Then I returned to my room and changed the sheets, putting crisp
new sheets onto the bed before lying down on them. Just as I started to
settle in, Bruce came running in from hiding in the living room, and laid
down quietly at the foot of the bed. "You just keep your distance!" I
warned him, "Or its outside you go!" Bruce looked at me, then laid his head
down on his front paws as if he fully understood what I'd just said. I lay
down, and went to sleep.


Pt-3

	The next morning, I took Bruce on his first of many jogs with
me. We ran my usual route, around the winding roads of the sprawling
neighborhoods until we hit out 6 mile mark. Back at the house, I fed Bruce
his breakfast, and then made myself some scrambled eggs and toast. I took a
nice hot shower, then went to work in my home office.
	I spent all of the morning and most of the afternoon editing books,
taking to publishers via the phone and email, and taking quick breaks to
give Bruce time out in the yard to do his business. As even rolled in, I
took him for a walk, then settled in to watch a movie with him on the
couch. Bruce lay there with his head in my lap while I watched Halle
Berry's latest movie act in DVD. Afterwards, I was starting to feel horny
again, so I put on my favorite porno. Bruce jumped up as soon as I threw in
the DVD, as if he knew what was up. I removed my clothes as he wagged his
tail, anxious to repeat what we did yesterday. I got into my favorite
lounge chair, and spread my legs and started stroking.

	Bruce jumped down off the sofa, and sat in front of me, watching me
beat my meat. He stared at me as if he wasn't sure if I'd let him lick me
there again, so I encouraged him to come on. He eased up between my legs,
and sniffed my balls. My dick throbbed at the anticipation of his warm
tongue. Sure enough Bruce started licking me again. I could help groaning
aloud as his long wet tongue licked my scrotum and part of my ass crack. On
screen, I saw two white women sucking a black man's thick cock. They were
taking turns sucking him, each one doing her best to deep throat him (but
failing).
	Bruce was going to town on my balls, licking me good until my nuts
were dripping with his saliva. I lifted my legs, exposing my ass
crack. Bruce's tongue ran up the hairy crevice, tickling my tight untouched
rosebud. I moaned softly, my body tingling all over from the forbidden
animal sex I was experiencing. I'd never had my asshole licked before, so
this was totally foreign territory for me, and very exciting. My asshole
throbbed and puckered with every lick, making my cock pulse. Before I was
even ready, I could feel my balls ready to shoot their load. I lowered my
legs, and pointed my cock downward so Bruce's tongue would lick along the
sensitive head. My toes curled as the cum started to shoot from the tip,
coating Bruce's nose and lapping tongue in thick rich sauce. Bruce licked
it all away, doing a Scooby-Doo move by licking his entire face
clean. Tired, I got up to go to the bathroom for hot shower before
bed. Bruce jumped up on me, all excited as his thick cock hung under his
belly.

"Not now, boy! Stop that!" I said, pushing him off.
	But Bruce was bound and determined to get his nut. He jumped up and
pushed me in the back with his front legs, knocking me to my
knees. "Bruce...!" I gasped, surprised by his attack. He nudged his nose
back between my ass cheeks, licking me up and down my crack. I fell forward
onto my elbows, giving him full reign of my ass with his fabulous
tongue. "Oh my gosh..." I choked, loving the feel of his tongue licking
across my hole. My cock grew hard as hell. I reached down and started
stroking, balancing myself on one hand. I spread my legs and bent over
further, allowing his tongue to work its magic. I was just starting to get
into it, when he suddenly jumped up on my back and started humping.

"No Bruce! Stop! Stop that! Down boy! Heel!" I ordered, trying to push him
off. At first I thought it was funny, and even laughed out loud when I felt
his thick fat bloated doggy cock poking into my inner thighs. But when his
cock tip hit my hole head on, I stopped laughing and became concerned.
	I was only 5-10, 150 lbs soaking wet, so I had a time trying to get
the horny dog off my back. Another jab and Bruce's cock tip pierced my
tight saliva soaked anal ring. "AAAAARRRRHHHHHH...!!" I screamed as his
cock smashed through my resisting sphincter muscles to bore straight into
my aching rectum.

"No, boy..! Don't...!" I gasped, feeling a searing pain shoot through me as
I tried to crawl away. Bruce kept on humping into me hard and fast,
following me on his hind legs as he jammed his big cock into me again and
again. "Bruce, stop it! No! Stop it boy!" I yelled, pushing back on his
thrusting hips. Bruce stopped humping and growled at me, scaring the life
out of me as I froze stiff. When I stopped resisting, he immediately went
back to fucking me, driving his hard cock through me wildly.
	Pain emitted throughout my rectum as his cock moved in and out of
me. I was too scared to stop him, and too paralyzed to move away, so I just
knelt there and bared it as my dog fucked me right there on my living room
floor.

	I felt Bruce's claws scratching into my bare skin and back as he
fucked me, his doggy drool dripping down off his floppy tongue as he humped
away wildly. His cock felt like a phone pole had been shoved up my ass. I
beat the floor with my fists as I grit my teeth and bared it. I relaxed my
asshole as best I could around Bruce's crank, allowing him to plow me as
hard and deeply as he needed, knowing there wasn't much I could do about it
anyway. After awhile, I started to notice that the intense pain in my gut
had started to lessen. Bruce's cock still felt huge (close to 9 inches in
human standards), but the searing pain was now starting to turn into a dull
excruciating ache when compared to earlier. I was surprised that my cock
was starting to fatten between my legs again. But just when I thought I
would be able to survive this unimaginable experience and come out of it in
one piece, I felt Bruce's knot swelling inside my ass!

"Oh fuck...!" I yelled, feeling the intense pressure building as it swelled
to grapefruit sized proportions in my rectum, feeling like a softball
moving through my colon. His thrusting never stopped as his knot banged
against the inside of my anal ring, practically turning my asshole inside
out with each backward stroke before his hind legs sent a powerful thrusts
deep into my intestines like a fist.

"AARRRHH...!" I screamed, feeling turned inside out. My body began to
tremble as Bruce fucked me steadily without pace, or let up. He fucked me
with one fast frantic insane speed, pounding my ass as if I were his bitch
in the wild. I felt like used meat as he hammered away at my sore hole,
using me as a sarrogant for his horniness. I felt overwhelmed by this
animal, thinking I'd definitely bitten off more than I could chew. I could
stop thinking he could do some serious damage to my insides. I imagined
blood pouring from my intestines in buckets. How could I possibly explain
to the hospital that I'd been attacked and butt fucked by my dog when least
expected?
	Bruce's thrust were animal, no real form or fashion. He fucked from
instinct, not recreation like a man would. He knew nothing or foreplay and
prolonging, of slowing down the fast pace to ease up on his partner. All he
understood was lust, to merely shoved his cock in and work it hard until he
came. I felt as though I would pass out from the pressure. Just then I felt
Bruce's cock pulse wildly inside of me as it started to fill me up quickly
with his potent watery cum, officially breeding me as his bitch. The semen
burned inside of me, probably soaking into my blood stream through the
obvious abrasions ruptured inside me. I feared the worse as some of the
liquid oozed from my over stuffed fucked hole as he continued humping
me. The sensation was overwhelming, and I found myself sexually aroused
despite my reservations.

	My asshole flexed and spasm around Bruce's cock, unconsciously
milking him dry as he whimpered atop me in a mixture of pain and
ecstasy. The terrible pain in my rectum began to subside after Bruce's
climax. It was as if his cumming had somehow cooled my burning innards
after he stopped thrusting. I rested my head on the floor, finally enabling
myself to breath. That's when Bruce started to pull back and
withdraw. Again I screamed as he pulled backward, trying to dislodge his
knot.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

	I fainted after Bruce turned his butt to me and started to pull
away. My asshole automatically clamped down on his rod, holding onto him
for dear life as he pulled himself away harder. Bruce was completely
unaware of my agony as he tried to walk away from me. My asshole turned
inside out from the force of his knot as darkness started to take me
over. I felt my hole explode outward as the knot finally popped free. I
fell unconscious on the floor as my sore asshole gushed doggy cum all over
my soft cock and balls, and all over my carpeted floor beneath me.