Date: Tue, 26 Jun 2007 13:11:08 -0700 (PDT) From: bryan m <farmlandbb3@yahoo.com> Subject: Skyscraper Guy and his dog IV - expanding my range One of the reasons that I didn't mind taking some money for doing dog is that I thought that it would be a more or less one time thing. Or at least wouldn't involve many people. I didn't think there were too many people willing to pony up cash to see a teenage boy take dog dick, if you has asked me. I mean, the market for porn movies of guys bottoming for dogs is not all that large, apparently. Mr. Skyscraper decided that he maybe could realize my economic potential by having me star in a porn film or two. But the prices the company he contacted offered were not that high. Even if I got fucked repeatedly by humongous dicked giant dogs who hadn't had any in a year. If he fleeced me totally he wouldn't be making much. He was disappointed, but I was relieved. I could maybe achieve cult status if a film was made, but I wasn't gonna get rich letting Pittbulls and German Shepherds, Rottweilers and Great Danes swing on my back porch. And my ass would be intact. Use my ass for some stuff where it is nice to have it tight - getting fucked by young guys, for instance. Another reason that I didn't worry too much about taking it for a fee was I needed the money pretty badly. And it was actually pretty good money. There weren't maybe enough guys willing to pay for boy/dog porn to make me a rich bitch, but then there weren't that many boys willing to take cash for taking dog cock up their ass, either. That was my view. So if you lived in my neighborhood and you wanted to see a college freshmen underneath a dog, I was your resource. I could charge more than some, maybe. And a third was - it was kinda hot. Showing up at a run down motel to do illicit sex with a couple of not-so-average joes when I should have been studying - well it was enough to get my britches stretched. I had my dog at home, I had several other dogs that I was available to occasionally, and that was doing fine for me. Provided me with a treat and a half often enough that I wasn't going crazy. Not as much as maybe I wanted, but better than nothing at all. Okay, I wasn't desperate, but I was open to repeats. So I thought the lawyer might be my only client. We might meet once or twice a month, I would do my thing, Thirsty the pittbull would do his - which would be me - and then I would be just that much richer - after being dildoed, fucked, and spanked, maybe, but my salary was generous. And the motel had a shower, - would let me freshen up before going back to campus. I wouldn't sit in class smelling of ass fuck, dog cum, human cum, and wet fur. When I heard from the lawyer about 2 weeks later, asking me to meet him on a Saturday (boyfriend out of town on business, & I'll bet his wife was cheating on him and didn't give a fuck where he went) I said sure. Upped my price abit, too. Said dildos and whips cost extra. He agreed they should. Well, maybe I should have been careful, I'll bet he will take the extra cost outta my ass. I will be whipped to show who is paying the bills. Got specific dress instructions. Baggy sweat pants, black jock, blue hoodie, baseball cap on backwards, no socks. Traditional jock night at the kennel. Also bring a dildo or two that I could take like a champ. He was gonna bring Thirsty and a whip. I had agreed to get whipped. Ass whipped, ass fucked, sounded like I was going to be working hard for my fee. I showed up a few minutes late - but not too late. Don't wanna be loitering around the parking lot, even at a no tell. If nothing else I am not looking for a new hook-up. I walk in. He asks me about my swim meet. I tell him that I did good. Won one of my races. He comes over and unzips my hoodie, starts playing with my nips, and shoves his big ol tongue way down my throat. Then his hands start roaming around in my sweats, playing with buns, teasing crack, penetrating my hole, getting me wriggling and ready. He gets three fingers in and makes me dance. He pulls the hoodie off my back with one hand, makes me step outa my sweat pants, and my shoes. Now its just the jock and the hat. I sway my ass around, pushing back against his fingers. This is fine. He wiggles them really fast until my panting indicates that I am just about to start the final countdown to eruption. Then he pulls em out with a slurpy sound. He is a traditionalist. I am back on my knees, dick in my mouth, gagging on his fat one, slurping and swallowing. He is making purring noises and letting me know how good I suck dick. Then he bends me over the bed. He brings out a kind of blind fold cloth. He ties it over my eyes, and the leftover flap covers my face. But just like a curtain, not tight. He ties my hands behind my back. Not sure about this. I hear hims swishing the whip. Then I am stinging hard - he has slashed my ass with the whip. I bite the bedding hard to avoid moaning too loudly. He slashes and slashes, one cheek, then the other, then some on my shoulders. This hurts abit, well alot, and I start whimpering. He stops. He starts lubing me really, really well. I enjoy the feeling of his fingers messaging my innards and making my inner cheeks slick. Next up, Thirsty. He comes bounding outta the bathroom, claws clicking on the floor. I can't see him, but he must recognize my ass and know what I am for. He starts face humping my ass, and licking my legs and my package. I am pretty aroused - face down over the bed, blindfolded, hands tied behind my back, ass whipped, and dog humping to come. Not at all my usual sex set up, but okay for now. The lawyer, whose name is Bob, starts stroking my melons and pulling them apart to give Thirsty access to my hole. But Thirsty is a hasty dog. He gets the command and he is up. He remembers my ass fondly, I guess. He thrusts in. This feels pretty good. He is a naturally talented top, Thirsty, and I am ready for my fucking. He stretches me out, then pulls back, pumping like a piston. I am expanding and contracting and feeling stuffed and filled. My fucking is pretty damm hot. I am taking it like a champ, too. Thirsty's enthusiasm is contagious, and my mouth is now full of lawyer dick. I slurp contentedly on him. Thirsty is a happy dog too quickly for my tastes, and today slides outta me pretty soon after he locks with me. Bob is just shooting into my mouth, unfortunately. So everybody is limp except me. And with my hands behind my back, tied and restrained, there is not much I can do. I beg for some help. Bob giggles. I try humping the mattress. Bob laughs and gets his camera out. He whips my ass hard, and films me jumping around dry humping the mattress. Then he reaches around and relieves me of my lust. He unties my hands. I suppose he expects me to take off the blindfold, but I sit on the edge of the bed with my feet on the floor, naked except for my blind fold. I hope I don't have welts on my butt. Sore butt, for sure. We start talking. He asks me what about being watched by the people in other buildings bothered me so much. I think about this. Decide its the chance of being caught and arrested or humiliated. Bob thinks this is pretty sensible. I tell him I don't really like being whipped, either. He tells me he likes whipping me. I mean I do kinda like being whipped, actually, but I feel really guilty about this. Then he asks me if I would mind being watched by guys who would be really hotted up to see an 18 year old get dog fucked. Says he knows a few people who are really interested in seeing zoo boys get it, but don't really do it themselves. So watching someone else get it, especially someone hot, would be something they would be willing to pay for. And they would pay pretty fair cash. I don't believe this and tell him. He says he is not funning with me. I say he is. He tells me he could get together a group of 4-5 or so, maybe more, and could offer me my regular fee plus some added cash from each guy. I decide not to think about it too much, I say $350 per guy. Plus my regular. Cuz when I do think about it, it does seem like maybe more guys would wanna watch than do it. Why won't I take this damm blindfold off? Bob says he will try to arrange something. I think about being watched. I think about being watched while doing it with a guy and a dog. Watched by people who think its really hot to see a boy get done by a dog. My dick rises. I get distracted. When I tune back in, Bob is saying that the other boys they have who will perform are pretty hot, but they are always looking for new talent. I am surprised. I thought I was the only guy doing this. Not so. At least a dozen in the area, mostly college age escorts who have picked up a sideline or a new enthusiasm. Actually more guys. But he says since I am very hot, eager, and like my work that makes me desirable. Especially since I am a quasi zoo, like the zoo part, just not as much as the guys. For many of their other boys, its just an added skill - like B&D or S&M - guys will pay more if you do it. So they aren't always that enthusiastic while they are doing it. But liken your work is good. He is sure he can get me an audience fairly quickly. I apparently look like I am enjoying myself. Lotsa times I am. But I am not really paying much attention to this. I am horny again and ask him to finger hump me or something. He tells me I have a really sweet mouth and that I wore him out. Left to my own devices. No sentiment here, just a business deal. I finally take off my blindfold. I fish one of the unused dildos outta my gym bag, trot into the bathroom, closing the door on Thirsty. I mean, great fuck an all, but a guy's ass can only take so much. Anyway, this guy's ass. I turn on the shower. Sluice my ass clean. Hell, I forgot the lube. Don't wanna go back out. Bob may claim a second round of my time for Thirsty's pleasure. I am still on the clock here. And my butthole is real sore. So, I think. Eagle scouts make do with what they have. I have a dildo, a well fucked but hungry keester and ? I have soap. So I use some soap and ease the dildo up inside my boy hole. I start slow fucking myself. I love being slow fucked, even by myself using a dildo. Much better with a hot guy who likes me. But hell, I'm way hot and I like myself alright. Its a start. So I keep on with my work. Eventually I get so weak in the knees that I get down on my back, raise my legs, and start the cycle over. I bring myself off. Shower, and trot out to the room. Bob snaps his cell shell shut a few seconds later, as I am spraying myself with some cologne to cover up any residual doggy smell. Or Bobby smell. I step into some fresh undies. Bob tells me he has an audience of 7 who can get together at the house of one guy. 9 days from now. One guy has a Dalmatian that will work my ass, another boy just a year or two older than me whose ass I will work. Then the boy will do another dog, and we will both be asked if we can do seconds. Bob shows me a picture of the other dude on his unit. Fully clothed in sleeveless t, knee length shorts, not much else. Big, rangy guy, well built. Short hair. Tattoo on his shoulder. Nice face - looks like somebody who could be a friend. Handsome, too. I am still abit anxious about this. This feels kinda fucked up, but not too, and hot. I tell him he should have checked with me first. I don't think I will do it. I pick up my cash and head for the door. Bob isn't a lawyer for nothing. He calls witnesses. Boy I will perform with. Bob calls him up, tells him I am ready to consider it, but am a candy ass coward whose idea of a rough night is one dog and a guy. Ted gets on the cell. Ted takes me in hand, tells me he does it pretty regularly, likes it. Doesn't mind the money, gets some private one-on-ones outa it. Mostly really classy guys - lawyers, accountants, a policeman, several fireman, a bunch of other guys. Says the Dalmatian is a performer. If I don't want the Dalmatian he will take him. Then he says. "Actually, the sweet fuck there is the mutt. Tail like Sanjaya's pony hawk, but he mounts a boy like a fuckn pro". Says he usually asks for the mutt, but to get me broken in he will take the Dalmatian. Asks to see "more" of me. He sends me his info and we promise to get online and show it all. I tell him it will be about 10:00. Ted says he started out being available for guys only, but got asked about dogs once, tried it, and liked it. Enough so he added it to his hidden specialty list. That is he doesn't advertise it, but gets referrals from guys he knows. Then I decide to do it. So I tell him we should just get together and do the deed. Got our chops together for the event. "Cool. Tomorrow night at 10:00?" We arrange to meet. I can't get free by 10:00, but we decide to pull a late nighter and I'll come over at midnight. Gives my ass some recovery time. Tonight I can just see and be seen online, tomorrow, I can work the room. As I walk to my car I think about it. Mutt fucked in front of maybe 8-10 people. And I gotta split my fee with Ted. But Ted seems cool. Though I think I have seen him crossing campus. Could be embarrassing. Hell no, he has already been doing this for awhile. How's he gonna bust my ass? I may ask for advice. Bob is right, I am totally candy ass. One knot and a dude and my asshole is sometimes so sore that I am hurting when I shit for the next 2-3 days. Could use some "professional" advice. I phone Ted up and ask if he could get a hold of the mutt for tomorrow. Same reason I want to meet and greet with Ted - practice, familiarity, know whats gonna happen. He says he will call the guy - he has the number. Next day at about 12:15 I am in front of Ted's place. Pretty nice neighborhood, not too far from campus. Trees on the street, some nice transportation parked about. He lives on the 3d floor - house that must have been built a 100 years ago, each floor an apartment. I ring the bell, he buzzes me in. He is naked as the day he was born, and looking even finer than he did last night on line. And he is already half aroused. Makes a guy feel welcome. The mutt is fairly big. Chestnut short fur, a really, really curly tail that makes about 2 complete circles over his rump. Long legs. Ted says he is hung about right. He must be part retriever, cuz he has that friendly look they often have. But the dalmatian is here too. Ted says its for him. He puts them in the next room and closes the door. Comes back. I kiss Ted and his dick snaps upright to attention. Mine has been there for a minute or two. I shuck my clothes as quickly as I can. Decide to get rid of my watch and sox, too. Now its total. I drop to my knees and take him into my mouth. He is very long and pretty thick. I suck him with a lot of energy. Down my throat as far as I can. He's so big I can't get it all the way down - usually I can. I get him wet and leaking. Keep him that way. He has ropey pre-cum, and there are strings of it from my lips to his dick when I pull off. Some stuff starts running down my chin and onto my chest. He pulls me up, switches roles, and starts sucking. Lord but this boy's mouth is talented. He has a muscular, tongue centered suck technique that is really, really good. I am hung pretty well, but it all goes down his throat like it was ice cream. After about 2 minutes I have to pull him away. He knows the reason - he is so good that I was just about to deliver my load to his warehouse door. He just smiles. I get on all fours, and he starts munching my butt. He is talented here, too. He knows how to lick and stick with his tongue. I start wiggling my ass and pushing back, gripping his head to hold it in place. Nice thing about Ted is that he is only an inch or so shorter than I - at most, might even be as tall. So he has a big mouth - fits my dick, big body, long legs. We fit together real nicely. Makes a good fuck. After he lubes me, he gives me the tube and goes to get the mutt from the next room. I squirt some more in. Preventative maintenance. The slicker the better, for me. He comes back with the dog with Sanjaya's hair do as a tail. Leads him over to me - I am still on all fours. He joins me on the floor and we start stroking the mutt. He is clearly hotted by this. He tongue kisses this curly tailed dog, and then its my turn. I do too. While I am doing that he has started sucking the dog off. I get down and look over. My turn? He lets me take a place. My mouth is filled right up. We trade off. The dog is getting a bit jumpy. Clearly wants to hit home plate. Then I get in position and the dog mounts me. Dog's legs are the right height. He grips me nicely, and thrusts in. Ted's right. Good fuck, this one. He has a nice rhythm, nice size. I am stretched and full, and he is making me feel like he is gonna fuck me so hard he is gonna cum in my mouth. When the dog is finished with me, Ted is up next. He is an accomplished top. He makes me real happy, for a good half an hour. On all fours, on my back with my legs up. Flat out on my stomach with just my butt elevated, bent over a chair with my face near the floor, he knows how to please in all positions. I cum about 3 times while the two of them were working me over. Ted doesn't cum, though. Has plans. Ted is a great top, but he likes bottoming more. So he has me eat him, finger fuck him, and lube him. I really like his ass. Great melons - classic bubble butt - and its easy. First butt I ever got 4 fingers in without even a yelp of pain or that sharp breathing guys do when it hurts abit. I almost bring him off that way. But he wants the dalmatian. I go and get him from the bedroom. He comes trotting in, sees Ted waving his beautiful pair of melons in the air and gets frisky. But Ted has heard my skyscraper story and suddenly has a new idea. He gets up off all fours. Tells me his plan. He snaps a leash on the dalmatian and we go out the back door onto the porch. Pitch dark, 2:00 in the morning or later. We are both butt naked. The dog is whining in frustration. I am carrying some lube tubes, and Ted has the leash. We sneak quietly up some stairs. On the roof there is a deck with a wooden lattice fence all around it. Ted built it so he can sun bathe naked but no one can see. Ted hooks the dog to some kinda pipe on the roof and we go into the deck. He has an old lounge chair up here. He pulls the cushion off and puts it on the floor. Asks for another round of fingering and lubing. I do it. Tells me to go get the dog. I bring the dalmatian in and unsnap the leash. Ted is on all fours, traditional doggy style. This is one ready dog. Pup trots over and mounts Ted right off. Got hard in about 3 seconds flat on his way over. Takes Ted like Grant took Richmond. Hard. I am hard as a rock again myself, but listening to the traffic on the big street two blocks over, and the wind in the trees. Wondering if anyone can hear Ted's moans of satisfaction. Probably not, he is being pretty quiet. In about 5-6 minutes Ted is reduced to rubble by his mounting. Dog pulls out, Ted topples over. He just lies there with a goofy grin on his face - maybe he is part retriever. I blow him till he cums. All over my face. He returns the favor. We each think the other is one ace cocksucker. We lie there for awhile looking at the stars. Not so many cuz its a big city, but some. Moon, too. Its 3:00 in the morning, so I decide to stay over when he asks. Ted and I are going to go out to breakfast tomorrow morning. I want info about what all of this might mean. Next morning Ted warns me that if I am serious about actually doing it with guys and dogs for money I should face up to the fact that not everyone is great sex. Maybe nice guys, but not great sex. And some are not such nice guys. Something to think about. But some guys, he says, are way, way hot, and just like to humiliate you by paying you and making you a whore. That could work for me. Not too much, but not too little. ******************************** comments, criticisms, suggestions. I have really liked hearing from people.