Date: Sun, 13 Oct 2002 19:48:50 -0700 (PDT) From: J M <rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com> Subject: PUMPING WITH CHARLEY PUMPING WITH CHARLEY by: Rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com This is a true story about sex between a bodybuilder and a male dog. If this topic offends you, please do not read any further. If you're a zoo, please do: ______________________________________________________________________________ No Midwestern farm is complete without the faithful farm dog. He's usually a mixed breed that was abandoned as a pup by the roadside. People think that the kindly farmer will take it in and it will live a long, happy life on the farm. Occasionally that's true. Charley was a lucky pup. He was found in the road ditch when he was just a newly weaned puppy. He's grown into a beautiful black Lab/Pointer mix. His smooth black coat glistens in the sunshine and the large white patch on his chest makes it appear that he's wearing a tuxedo. He's a large, powerful animal with muscles that ripple beneath his coat. It seems unfair that he should be so buff without even trying. He does his job proudly, protecting the homestead from unwelcome visitors and killing an occasional racoon, which is considered vermin here on the farm. I've always admired Charley's package, and wondered what it would be like to have him mount me. I've been intrigued by the notion ever since I had a canine experience at twelve years old. I was dog sitting with a boyhood chum at a neighbor's house in the city. We were shooting pool and when I ducked under the pool table to retrieve a lost cue ball, the family dog decided to jump on my back and start doing his thing. It was a thrill to have him on me, so I suggested to my pal that we drop our pants and let him go at it with both of us. For some reason, he wanted no part of my friend, but he took to me as if I were a bitch in heat (for some reason I seem to have that effect on male dogs). Unfortunately, he was a smaller breed and I was a tall, scrawny kid, so he just couldn't make it into my adolescent butt hole. From that day forward, I've fantasized about doing it with a large breed dog. One day I found myself alone on the in-law's farm with Charley. Everyone was off to their jobs in town or on an extended shopping trip to the mall about 15 miles down the road. I was working out when I saw Charley outside chasing rabbits and decided that this was going to be the day. I put on my loose fitting muscle pants and a tattered t-shirt, juiced up my hole with some KY, and grabbed an old blanket. I called to Charley enticing him with a dog treat. He followed me to the old barn at the back of the homestead. It's a small building that houses an old tractor and has large slotted bins on either side for storing harvested corn. There's a cozy corner where our mixed species coupling could take place. To help matters, the building is surrounded by a dense cover of large weeds that grow around the building. When I was certain that we were alone, I spread out the blanket and invited Charley to come over and get his treat. After he wolfed down the dog buscuit I started to carress his sack. His large member began to peak out from its sheath and he began to hump my hand as a grabbed onto it. I was amazed at how quickly he rose to the occasion. His dog meat was at least 8 inches long and.bright pink. My cock was rock hard. I dropped my muscle pants and allowed Charley to sniff my uncut dick. The smell of my work out sweat and uncircumsized meat was irresistable to him, so he began to lick it. He sent his tongue deep down into my foreskin and wrapped it around the head. I had all I could do to hold back an immense orgasm. Before I could blow my load I turned over and got on my hands and knees. My moistened butt hole was throbbing at the anticipation of Charley's cock deep inside me. He wasted no time in mounting me. He's a young dog that probably hasn't had a bitch, so he was wildly trying to find his mark. I helped guide his dog dong into my waiting hole. The moment he felt my flesh, he rammed his meat into me; deeper than I've ever experienced with a butt plug or dildo. He wrapped his front legs around my wide lats and started ramming into me like the animal he is. He was so deep inside me that I didn't realize his knot was swelled and locked in until I tried to pull away to reposition myself. If I had any thoughts of disengaging, it wasn't going to happen until Charley was done inseminating me. He humped frantically, unloading loads of dog cum inside me. I experienced feelings I've never had before. I could feel his hot canine cum pumping into me with every thrust of his powerful body against my glutes. His hot breath on my neck and the rythmic pumping action is probably what it would be like to have a muscle head doing me. After a furious session of humping, he suddenly slowed and turned off of my back. His knot was still swelled inside of me so we could not disengage; he simply turned putting us butt to butt. He continued to pump his sperm inside me, ensuring propagation of the species I guess. After about 30 minutes his knot relaxed and he pulled out of me, actually very gently. His doggie seed gushed out, so I quickly tensed my sphincter so as to hold it back while I furiously pumped my uncut meat. As I erupted in orgasm, my butt hole released and his dog giz spewed out as I blew my load into the weeds. It was the most intense orgasm I've ever experienced. I looked over to see Charley cleaning himself, so I turned to him and allowed him to clean me up as well both front and back. His tongue has an amazing knack for getting deep into an orifice. I've been a closet zoo for years, but now I've made the transition from just fantasizing about it to actually doing it with a magnificent farm dog. I plan to relieve Charley whenever I get the chance. If you've read this story, you too have the same fantasies. I urge you to make it happen. You won't regret it.