Date: Tue, 12 Jul 2005 14:01:20 -0400
From: Randall Wolfe <keldric@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Experiment, part 2

The Experiment part 2.
by Randall

Disclaimer...
This story contains very graphic descriptions of Male-Dog sex and
bondage. If either of these topics offend you, please do not read. If you
do read this story, then I welcome email of your positive comments,
questions, or helpful critisms to keldric@hotmail.com


If you enjoy this story or any of my others, I love to hear it. I welcome
correspondence to keldric@hotmail.com
If you have not read "The Experiment part 1", I suggest you please read
it first.
Thank you and I hope you enjoy.

Warning...
Everyone has a desire... a want they never really have filled, but they
keep on and on trying to have. For some it's a high... a mind-blowing
experience... they turn to drugs in search of it. For some it's an
adrenalin rush.. They climb mountains or base jump or do something
similar to that. I also have a desire. I think many people have this same
desire as me, but I think few will go to the lengths I will to seek it. I
want the ultimate orgasm. I want to cum so hard and so long that I will
completely lose myself for a while. This desire is so strong that it
tends to rule my life sometimes. The following is an account of the
length I will go to seeking it. Now just like drugs can kill and
adrenalin junkies can end up in the hospital or dead, so can questing for
my ultimate orgasm if you do so as I did. I therefore want to warn
everyone. What you're about to read is a true accounting of something I
did, but I stress the danger of it. I hope you read and enjoy, but please
don't ever try this, or if you must, please think everything through very
carefully.


The Story Begins.....
It had been a while since my "Experiment" had occurred. My poor ass had
been sore for almost 2 weeks. I had retired my ottoman. I had lost too
much control and been too sore. I decided I had gone just a little too
far. I had certainly not given up on Brutus. I didn't have sex with him
for about a week, but slowly as the soreness subsided the desire built up
and overtook it. I decided that, like working out, when something is
sore, work the soreness out of it.
We both howled that first time he tied me a week later. I had thought
most of the soreness was gone, but his extremely large hard knot proved
it wasn't. Soon the lust and the passion overtook the pain and we had our
usual cock draining good time. Soon we were back to our daily routine.
It was a while after that when I got a 2nd dog. To make a long story
short, my father got sick. I won't go into a lot of detail, but it was an
illness that would prevent him from being active for quite some time.
Because of this he decided to let his dogs go to good homes.
My Father had several Black and Tan Raccoon hunting dogs. He had one in
particular which I was fond of because he was very friendly, He and I got
along very well, and he had an absolutely huge cock. I had not
experienced this cock, but I had seen it on various occasions.
I convinced my Dad to give me Rowdy and so I had 2. There were several
reasons I wanted him. First Brutus was at home alone all day every day
while I worked. I thought having a friend for him would be a good thing.
Second, I just liked Rowdy and didn't want to never see him again. Third,
the thought of having 2 dogs that wanted to fuck me was a great turn on.
Anyway, I took Rowdy home with me and introduced him to Brutus. To my
delight they seemed to get along great from the start.
The next day when I got home, I decided to let Rowdy in on our little
afternoon fun. It was then that I found out a very unpleasant fact. 2
male dogs may get along very well when alone together, but 2 males do not
always get along when there is only 1 willing bitch and they are both
very horny. Our first day of fun was anything but and ended with me
putting both of them out into the backyard (I had a large fenced backyard
where they lived while I was not home).
The next day I had an idea. I bought 2 long lengths of chain and 2
concrete eyebolts. I went to the basement, mounted the bolts into the
wall on opposite sides of the basement, attached one chain to each bolt,
checked them to make sure they were securely fastened, and went to get my
boys and begin their training.
I brought them in 1 at a time and fastened them to the chains. The chains
were long enough to allow them to roam around half of the basement and
just short enough that they could not get to each other. They seemed fine
and happy and I would walk around and pet each one. Everything was all
tail wags and whines. Then I got undressed in the middle of the room and
got on all 4's. Both dogs immediately started growling. "Bad Dogs" I said
sternly to both as I got up. I walked upstairs for a while to give them
time to cool off.
I went back down in about 5 minutes and both of them seemed happy. "No
GROWLING!" I said to both very sternly. I got down on my hands and knees
in the middle again. Both of them came as close as they could, but I
started to hear some growls. "No!" I said. Brutus stopped, but Rowdy
continued. I looked at Rowdy and said No again sternly, but he was only
paying attention to Brutus. I crawled over to Brutus and gave myself to
him. I did not let his knot enter me, but held it with my hand. (I enjoy
it MUCH more with the knot in, but would you risk tying to a dog that
might anytime decide to try to fight another. No, I don't think I want to
be jerked across the floor, or worse have a knot much bigger than my anus
jerked out and then try to make up a story for the doctor while in severe
pain in the hospital).
This continued for several days. I would bring them in, crawl around,
wait for one to growl, tell them to stop, and then have fun with the one
with the most self control (which always seemed to be Brutus). Sometimes
I would let him mount me but not tie. Sometimes I would practice my oral
skills and try to deep throat the non growling one till I felt him cum
down my throat.
Then finally one day neither growled. I crawled in reach of Brutus and
Rowdy just watched. I let Brutus lick and Rowdy just stood and watched. I
then crawled over to Rowdy. Brutus Started to Growl as Rowdy licked me
and started exploring me with his nose and tongue. "Bad Brutus" I said
and then stroked Rowdy's head to show him everything was okay. Brutus
stopped growling and looked quizzically at me. "Share" I said to him in a
friendly way. Rowdy licked for a while, then jumped up on my back. He had
very little trouble finding his mark and it was all I could do to keep
his knot out. As soon as he mounted me Brutus started growling. I gave
him a harsh look and continued.
Rowdy, though often eager to growl, seemed to enter some blissful trance.
He also had a wonderfully huge cock. Brutus had a larger knot, but Rowdy
seemed to have a longer shaft. Soon he was pumping me full of hot cum. I
was also excited about the fact that his cock was so long. It would be
interesting to have Brutus's huge knot sometimes and Rowdy's great length
sometimes.
I kept this up for weeks. Soon neither dog growled at first, but then I
would crawl back and forth getting licked till finally one would growl.
The moment one growled, I would go to the other. Also after a while I
came to realize that neither dog was going to do any crazy moving once
they knew it was their turn. Shortly I was knotting with whichever had
the best behavior. Brutus was overjoyed to knot me again. I must confess
I was overjoyed to get that small grapefruit knot in me again also and I
came several quite hard times.
Also I was very happy the first day that Rowdy had knotted me. His knot,
though slightly smaller than Brutus and slightly different shaped, had
been more than enough to fill me. Also he was long indeed. Brutus was so
long that I would feel his cock against or just entering my bowels and
filling me. Rowdy was long enough that I clearly felt part of his cock
enter my colon and fill my lower belly with hot cum. That was fantastic.
I had felt his longer length in my throat, but I had no idea he was that
long.

For some time my days were slightly exciting to me just in wondering
which dog I would wind up with. I would find myself daydreaming about
those similar-yet-oh-so-different cocks. Would today be the day I was
filled so much my hips would almost be out of joint or would today be the
day I would be very filled, but invaded internally with half a dog cock
inside my intestine.
Finally the day came I had been working for. I crawled between both and
even teased both with some jacking off, but neither growled. No matter
what I did, both just stood waiting for me to come to him. I decided to
try letting them loose. I very apprehensively unchained both dogs. I
spoke praises to them both as I slowly got down on my hands and knees
again. They took turns licking me and sniffing each other and me. Then
rowdy decided to mount me. Brutus immediately growled. I quickly stood
up, chained Brutus back up, and let Rowdy mount. Then when he finished I
took them both outside. Unfortunately there were a couple of weeks of
this. Whoever growled first was chained up, allowed to watch, then put
out.
Soon I again had both dogs loose and Brutus mounted me. Rowdy didn't
growl, he just watched. I didn't let Brutus tie, but kept the knot out
just in case, but nothing bad happened. Brutus knotted with my hand,
filled my ass with cum, and then I felt him shrinking so I let him go.
Almost as soon as he had came out, Rowdy was licking my horny ass. The
cum dripping out only seemed to make him lick harder. In a moment he was
on my back. I also didn't let his knot in for the same reason, but there
was no trouble.
Now after a few days of this, I was dying for a dog knot inside me. I
enjoy just the cock filling me with cum, but just the cock filling me
with cum doesn't even come close to the bliss of being knotted. I brought
both of my friends inside and went down to my hands and knees. Both dogs
started licking me but soon Rowdy was on top of me. It never ceases to
give me a feeling of blissful satisfaction to feel that knot slide into
me and swell. I just gave myself to the feeling. Brutus looked a bit
annoyed that Rowdy was going first, but he just walked around and
sniffed. Rowdy gave me a good 30 minutes of fucking that day and he had
no more than came out than Brutus was on top of me. My first impulse was
to get up... the last time I had 2 knots inside me in quick succession I
had been too sore, but my lust outweighed my apprehension and before I
had time to change my mind I felt his cock, knot and all, go in to the
hilt into my already open ass and start to swell.
I knew I was committed now. Brutus had his extremely firm grip on my hips
and I could already feel his knot swelling. I gave myself over to the
feeling. Soon I was stretched and tied completely and I could feel his
cum blasting against my insides mixing with Rowdy's. Brutus gave me a
very good fucking. He seemed to last even longer than usual... maybe
because he had to wait so long for Rowdy... and soon I was in bliss and
pouring my cum on the floor in puddles. When Brutus's huge knot finally
shrank and came out I collapsed on the floor. I could feel the hot dog
semen running out of me and puddling around my tired cock. In a moment a
felt a rough dog tongue lick the length of my much-too-sensitive cock. I
jerked my legs together. This made even more cum erupt from my ass and
run down the back of my thighs to collect in a pool at the back of my
knees and run down to the floor. I looked back and Rowdy was licking and
pawing me, trying to get me to get up to the position so he could go
again.
I carefully got up, never giving him the opportunity to get hold of me,
and then I took both dogs out and took a good long shower. I could feel
the dog cum actually moving inside my belly as I walked. It was erotic. I
also noted that I was a little sore, but not nearly as sore as last time.
Also the erotic feeling of immediately having one knot right after
another before I even had a chance to think was something that sent my
mind spinning. I mean I had wanted it or I would not have gotten Rowdy,
but my fear of the soreness I'd had after my first double knotting had
almost stopped me.
I finished my shower and ate some supper. I was tired, but I was also
horny. Just knowing that I'd been knotted 2 times and it had felt that
good... I couldn't stop thinking about it. I wasn't sore. I am obviously
so used to this happening that the soreness isn't a factor anymore. I
kept thinking about the last time. I had felt so very good on my little
invention. I had never came so hard or so often. I had only put it away
because I could not handle that soreness again... it had been hell even
trying to go to the bathroom for a few days. I had put it away because of
that. I had thought of dismantling it, but somehow I couldn't bring
myself to do that.
Now that I had been tied 2 times in one day again and had not been so
sore...  ideas concerning that little device started coming back. I had
been calmed down a little by the fear of the pain. I had put it away.
After all, the ultimate feeling wasn't so good as to be worth paying for
for 2 weeks. But now... that threat was gone. I almost let Rowdy tie with
me today... 3 in one day... and that would have probably felt good.
Brutus had felt more intense because Rowdy had just finished. Would Rowdy
feel even better because I would be sensitive from he and Brutus?
I fell asleep thinking about tying 3 times on my ottoman. I awoke the
next day with a cock so hard that I almost couldn't pee. I had dreamed
all night. I was so horny that I almost didn't go to work. When I got
home I immediately brought in my friends. I don't know if they could
somehow sense my need, but Brutus had his cock in my ass and was swelling
almost before I had both of my hands on the floor. There was a little
tenderness because of the day before, but it was very quickly replaced by
the constant throb squirt throb squirt of Brutus's cock. As soon as
Brutus shrank enough to slide out of me, Rowdy was quick to follow. Rowdy
filled me completely full, but didn't stretch me quite as much as Brutus.
Brutus stretched me enough to probably get a little puffy and rowdy
seemed to completely fill that puffy space. It was great... better than
any fantasy I ever had... and definitely a decision maker that my ottoman
would be used again. When Rowdy finished with me, I collapsed and again
felt a tongue lapping at my ass. Brutus wanted me again. I thought about
it... wondered how a 3rd tie would feel... would it hurt? Would it take
me beyond the pain to a greater pleasure like the other time? Yes, I
decided, it would be worth it. I raised myself and he mounted me
immediately, but at the last moment I chickened out and arched my back
upward keeping him from going all the way in. His cock swelled and gave
me a good dose of precum before he pulled out and dropped off me.
I was disappointed in myself. I led them outside and went to my shower. I
decided I would definitely use my ottoman this weekend. Strapped into it
I could not chicken out. I could not stop. I could only enjoy.
*********
I spent the rest of the week thinking up things to do to make this
weekend even more intense. 3 times probably would hurt some, but it would
be worth it. I didn't have any sex with my boys for the rest of the week.
I wanted all of us to be very horny.
By Saturday I was so horny I wasn't sure what my name was. My boss had
made me come in for some overtime on Saturday and I had been so
preoccupied that it had taken me all day to do an hour's work. Finally it
was finished and I could leave. I got home and let both of my friends in.
My ottoman was already in position. I had dusted it off, shortened the
wheels about an inch so I didn't have the problem of last time, and made
sure they were well oiled.
I went to the bathroom and gave myself a good enema, then another. I
wanted to be very clean for my evening activities. I usually gave myself
an enema, but this time after the 2nd I gave myself about a half of the
water again and stuck in a nice butt plug to keep the water there. I was
going to get a little head start on being filled.
The butt plug server 2 purposes. 1 was obvious... I wanted to start out
the activities with some warm water inside me and let them add more. The
2nd was to control which dog had me first. I decided just to be safe I'd
let Rowdy have me first, then Brutus, and then Rowdy again. That way I'd
only be really stretched tight once and there would be less chance of
pain. Ok, I'm a little scared, but last time hurt.
Then I went to the kitchen and opened the freezer. I had made a new ice
mold to form a cylinder of ice that took just over 90 minutes to melt. I
knew Rowdy usually took 30 minutes and Brutus usually took 40 so by the
time the 3rd tie was finished the key would be in reach, but I would not
be able to get loose before the 3rd tie happened. This way I couldn't
chicken out.
I went to the basement, hung up the key, tied the cord from the butt plug
to one of the eyebolts in the wall, and began strapping myself in. First
both thighs and then my waist were secured. I pulled the strap tight so
my ass would be way up in the air. I was already feeling a tongue on my
ass around the plug when I strapped in my chest. I closed the cuff around
my left wrist, then put my right write in the other cuff and closed it.
Brutus was already on my back, but the plug was stopping him from getting
in me. He tried for a while and jumped off. Then he tried again for a
while and jumped off. Each time he mounted me he pushed me forward, but
by straining against him with my toes and holding the plug tight with my
ass I was able to maintain. Then Rowdy jumped on me. I relaxed my ass and
let him push me forward and quite quickly the ottoman was pushed forward
and the plug came popping out of my ass.
I had thought this was a wonderful idea. I had not anticipated that when
the plug came out, it would hit Rowdy's cock. It popped out onto the
floor, Rowdy, surprised by an unfamiliar smack to the cock, hopped off me
to investigate, and Brutus hopped up on me and began poking with his
cock.
It was not the order I wanted, but so what? I felt his cock poke me and
then I felt it go in. As soon as he felt my hot ass around his cock, he
began the familiar and blissful shoving to get it as deep as possible. It
felt so good going into me and swelling. I tried to push my ass against
him, but being tied as I was I could only slightly move. Soon I was
stretched completely and full of his throbbing cock. It felt sooo good.
It went deeper and felt better that usual. I blissfully remembered. The
ottoman somehow always made him go so deep. It was like he went in
another 3 or 4 inches while I was strapped into this thing. I felt him
filling me with precum.
In a moment he slid off me and turned. The extreme, almost painful
feeling of his engorged knot spinning it's way around in my completely
stretched ass was almost overpowering. He was taking me quickly toward
the heights of my first orgasm. I was trying hard... so very hard... to
hold back. I wanted to hold it as long as I could. I knew the longer I
could force myself to wait, the harder I would cum. It was so difficult
though. When he fucked me normally I always came. It was not a choice.
His cock owned me. But like this, so horny before I started, completely
buckled down and at his mercy in every way... and feeling his hard cock
so very deep in me...
I opened my eyes a little and say Rowdy standing at my head looking at
me. I could see his hard pink cock already sticking out of his sheath 3
or 4 inches. I could plainly see the outline of his knot inside the
sheath. I thought looking around would help, but seeing him so horny and
knowing that fine big cock would soon be impaling me only brought the
orgasm closer.
I closed my eyes and said in a half moan "Good boy. You can fuck me
soon". He must have thought I was calling him because I immediately felt
him jump up on me. I had the side of my face lying on the ottoman and his
weight pinned me tight. He immediately started poking my face with his
cock. The first jab hit me in the left eye. The pain caused me to jerk my
head back and yell for him to stop. It is amazing how quickly a semi-hard
dog cock will go into your mouth when you jerk your head back and open
your mouth to yell.
He had me. There was nothing I could do. Brutus had control of me so I
wasn't going to roll anywhere. I was completely strapped in and my hands
were down at my sides. My head was pinned tight by a 90-pound dog's
chest. My mouth was open. And a Dog cock was quickly going deeper into my
throat and getting larger every second.
Somehow I got the presence of mind to put my lips over my teeth and close
my mouth enough to try to keep his knot out. I knew I could deep throat
his cock, but I also knew I could not fit his knot inside my mouth. I
managed to get bruised lips, but I also somehow managed to keep his knot
out of my mouth till it swelled. I had the end down my throat and it was
going deeper as it swelled. I closed my lips around the swelling,
hardening shaft and felt the hot precum shooting through it and coming
out in my throat.
I started to relax. I had one dog cock squirting down my throat and
another pulling, pulsing, stretching, and filling my ass. I was in bliss.
It was almost a disappointment when Rowdy hopped off me and his cock was
jerked from my mouth. Somewhere in the back of my mind I made a note to
find a dog small enough to knot inside my mouth sometime, but all
thoughts were quickly driven from me by Brutus. He had slowed for a short
time, but he started pulling me and I knew he was building up to another
orgasm.
Just a note here. I do not know if Brutus came 2 times or if it was one
long orgasm he had. All I know is I would feel him spurting into me as
soon as he entered but the spurts were small and quick. Very shortly
after he swelled completely and usually about the time he turned, the
spurts would change to hard, longer spurts. After 10 minutes or so they
would revert back to the small quick ones. Then about 15 or so minutes
later he would pull firmly against me for a minute or 2 and then the
strong hard spurts would start again and continue for another 10 minutes.
After that they would go back to the small ones, then subside completely,
then he would shrink and come out. I always assumed he came, rested,
came, and pulled out. Maybe it was one long one, which was softer in the
middle.

Anyway, as I felt him building then starting his 2nd orgasm, I felt the
hard firm squirts of my cum erupting deep inside me. I was trying
desperately not to cum yet. I didn't want to yet. I didn't have a choice.
I could feel him squirting deep inside me. I could feel his heartbeat
throbbing in his cock and tingling my whole body with every pulse. Soon I
was squirting cum in hard spurts trying to drill holes into the concrete
floor.
Brutus continued throbbing and spurting inside me. I had came hard, but
his cock had such control of me that I don't think I ever got soft. I
just went from my orgasm to building for the next one. I had built about
half of my 2nd orgasm up when I felt him begin to slow down. His knot
still had me completely, but I felt the wonderful pumping into me stop.
Soon I also felt his wonderful throbbing subside and almost immediately I
felt his cock begin to shrink slightly.
In a moment he shrank enough to slide out of me. Some of his cum was
coming out of me, but most of it was deep in me and I was trying not to
do anything which might push it out. Rowdy, who had been dancing around
me ever since his teasing blowjob earlier, gratefully wasted no time
plugging the openness left by Brutus.
He quickly thrust his cock into my wide-open ass. I felt him go in, then
deeper, then deeper. I felt the end of his cock slide into my bowels as
his knot swelled. In a moment his knot swelled well beyond any chance of
coming out. I could feel his precum squirt into me. As his knot reached
full size and properly impaled my sensitive ass, I felt his cock start to
swell deeply into me. It entered my colon, then went deeper and deeper.
It was a strange wonderful feeling. I had never had him so deep. It felt
like his precum was hitting my insides just under my navel.
I used my toes to push myself back and forward ever so slightly. He
responded with 4 or 5 more thrusts, but he was already embedded in me too
deeply to move. I felt his cock lock into me and as he hopped off me and
turned I felt every delicious inch of his knot spin and pull me. I was
sensitive from Brutus's stretching, but that only made me feel every
delicious throb and twitch of Rowdy's hard cock. As he pulled against me
and began squirting long hard wonderful jets of cum into me I felt
shivers run up my spine. It literally felt like his cock was close enough
to my spine to give me shudders. It was a different feeling. It was good,
but I wasn't used to it.
Soon, different or not, I found myself again completely under his
control. Every spurt of his steamy hot cum pushed me closer to an orgasm.
I was lost in the feeling. In a moment I was cumming down my thighs and
on the floor. I felt like I had a small pond in me and he was adding to
it every second. For just a moment after I came, I felt almost
unpleasantly full, but it was only seconds before his throbbing spurting
cock had control of me again. He quickly brought me to yet another
orgasm. His deeply imbedded cock was milking orgasms from me like a
farmer milking a cow. After the 2nd orgasm I had given up and just let it
happen.
After another orgasm, I felt him slow to the smaller spurts he and Brutus
did between orgasms. This feeling was almost, but not quite, enough to
make me orgasm. It was a pleasant tease, which just left me relaxing and
longing for more.
Rowdy decided to walk around for a moment. It is an interesting feeling
indeed to be pulled around by a cock inside your ass. Rowdy investigated
every corner of the basement. He usually pulled on me some, but on my
hands and knees I offered him some resistance and he would soon stop.
While on my extremely well oiled wheels I was just a cart being pulled
along by an interesting harness.
All the pulling, the precum spurts, the complete out-of-control eroticism
of the whole moment... it was an incredible turn on. I wasn't about to
orgasm, but I was certainly being turned on more and more every minute.
Rowdy tired of this after a little while and soon he stood still. We
stayed like that for an eternity of teasing. Somewhere in my mind it
occurred to me how they made me cum when I was holding back, but teased
me almost but not quite to an orgasm when I gave myself to them. I felt
Rowdy start pulling me again and I felt his cock begin to start shooting
harder into me. I pushed against him as best I could with my toes and was
rewarded with the pulsing and spurting tingles inside again.
I tried to look back, but I could not raise my head enough to see. I
found myself wishing for a mirror or better yet a camera. I was a little
mad at myself for not thinking of it sooner. It would have been exciting
to have set up a camera to have recorded today's activities for future
viewing. I could only imagine what my poor ass must look like pulled
outward by this huge dog knot. In a few moments I felt myself squirting
cum from my throbbing cock.
I've came many ways. During sex, I've had toys in my ass, received
blowjobs, whacked off while watching movies or just lying in bed
fantasizing, been masturbated by someone else, and even too many times to
count while being licked on the cock and ass by a dog. Having a huge dog
knot in my ass is the only way I have ever came with nothing what=so-ever
touching my cock in any way.
My orgasm soon subsided and despite a moment of exhaustion I felt myself
getting excited again. Somewhere in my mind I wondered how they could
have such power over me. Also thinking about how a throbbing dog cock
could always force an orgasm from me turned me on more. Just before I got
worked up enough for an orgasm, I felt him start to shrink. In a moment
he started pulling me and after a trip across half of the floor I felt
him slide out of me.
I was a bit tired. I had came 3 times. I started thinking of the possible
soreness of a 3rd knot. I had never been knotted 3 times in 1 day. I was
also a little full inside. And I had indeed had 3 extremely hard orgasms.
I felt a tongue on my tender ass. Rowdy was lying in the corner so I knew
Brutus was exploring me a bit. I looked toward my key. The ice had mostly
melted, but there were still probably 10 or 15 minutes more melting
needed before the key would be reachable. I felt Brutus mount me. I found
myself truly wanting to feel this 3rd knot, but also trying to get away.
My ottoman took the decision away from me. I could not get away even if
my life depended on it right now.
Within seconds my sensitive and swollen ass felt the tip of his hard cock
slide into it. I felt him hump and thrust as half his cock went in. then
he thrusted again and went in up to his knot. Then he thrusted again and
his knot slid through. He thrusted about 3 more times, each time pulling
his knot out and shoving it back in. It was a mixture of pleasure and
pain, but more pleasure. The third time he was slightly swelled and it
went in with a sort of plop. I felt it go in and then pull but not come
out. There was no doubt he owned me again for a while.
I felt him begin his hard low thrusts to imbed himself as deeply as
possible. He was thrusting so hard he was rolling me forward into the
wall. When we hit the wall he began thrusting even harder and I felt him
slide just a bit deeper. Within just a few seconds I felt my insides
being stretched by his knot as it grew bigger than I had room for.
It began to hurt. The inside of my ass was swelled from being knotted 2
times already and he was stretching me hard. We were locked tight. I felt
his cock lengthen and start invading my bowels and I felt the final 2 or
3 pulses of swelling fuse us. I had never felt him so tightly imbedded.
It was a pain mixed with the pleasure of complete fullness. I hoped he
was fully swelled. I knew I could not stretch any further. I knew how big
he was, but it certainly felt as if he had somehow grown.
I was just starting to get used to being stretched so tightly and
starting to get aroused again when he turned. This was an experience. I
felt him slide off my back and start to put his leg over my back and I
felt my insides being twisted. He was too tightly imbedded inside my poor
ass to spin. It hurt. I would have gladly flipped my ottoman over at that
moment to have given myself some relief.
So there we were. He was half turned with his leg on my back, my ass was
being turned inside out by his huge knot and I felt like someone was
trying to pull the inside of my ass up to my tailbone. I tried to move my
ass a little to get some relief and I started moaning because it hurt.
'HE' seemed to like this and gave me a jerky couple of thrusts. I was
happy he stopped because I believe he pulled my intestines downward in my
body a couple of inches. In seconds he started throbbing and cumming deep
in me. Somehow either because of the pulsing of his blood through the
veins of his cock or the amount of cum coming out or just his pressure,
he turned just a tiny bit.
Suddenly my desire for him to spin turned into a desire for him not to
move a muscle. Then I felt him slowly move more and then all of a sudden
his cock made a quick half spin to the position he wanted. I felt ripped
and aching. Every single pulse of his heart was a squeeze of my tender
tissues.
Then he pulled and started cumming very hard. I found myself talking to
him, asking him to stop, but he only pulled harder. As he pulled I felt
something through the pain. Every time his hot soothing cum gushed out, I
hurt less and my cock grew harder. It was becoming less of a hurt and
more of an uncontrollable erotic sensation. I felt every drop of his
blood that he pulsed through that wonderfully huge knot and every single
drop of his seed as it went through that hard cock and gushed against my
tender insides.
I put my toes down and gently pulled myself against his cock. The feeling
of pain slightly increased, but the feeling of being totally owned and
massaged by this cock increased far more. We both pulled ever harder and
I felt his cum being driven deeply into me ever harder. My single thought
was to pull harder. I wanted his cock pulling and his cum filling me. I
needed it. It was my reason for existing. Soon we were having a tug of
war with me ass. Every pulse of blood a tingle. Every gush of hot sticky
cum a shudder. Every being of my mind and body a desire to make it feel
better.
I do not know how long we stayed like that. I lost myself completely. I
remember feeling the area from just under my balls to around his cock
tighten and flex. I remember never wanting that feeling to end. I cannot
describe this feeling. It is beyond words. Take that moment just before
an orgasm... the moment you know nothing could possibly stop it but it
has not actually started yet. Now multiply it by 10 and make it last for
a while.
I became aware of my cum shooting out of my cock. Every spurt caused my
ass to contract. Every contraction caused me to ache a little but to feel
him more. Every feeling caused another contraction. Far too soon I
finished. He soon finished too... with his first orgasm. I was floating
somewhere on the clouds. I raised my toes and relaxed. I was reminded of
my stretched ass by a throbbing ache, which was invading my bliss. As I
came back to my senses I knew I would hurt for a while. It had been worth
it. I was so full of cum. I could feel my stomach fighting the ottoman
for space. It was getting fuller by the spurt. I knew these were his
little precum or midcum spurts, but I wondered if I could hold the rest.
One think I did know; as tight as his knot was in my ass certainly
nothing was going to leak out.
We stayed there for a long time; he filling me further with doggie precum
and me balancing between pain and pleasure. I knew he would soon give me
his second load. I knew my ass would pay for it later, but I wanted it.
It took a lifetime but he finally started to pull against me. I put my
toes down and pulled back. It was not a pain of great hurt, but a pain of
discomfort and pain pushed to eroticism. I cannot explain it, nor have I
had it often, but I can say you'll never understand till you experience
it.
As we pulled against each other and his cock started to pulse in me
again, I let myself go. I first felt his knot pulse stronger with blood,
and then I felt the wonderful eruptions of dog cum inside me. The end of
his cock must have been against my intestinal wall because even though I
could feel the lake inside me, I could also feel every spurt as it came
out. I felt so very good. We kept this blissful tug of war up for a very
long time before he finally slowed down. I had felt myself working slowly
toward another orgasm, but somehow even though I'm sure he came for 15
minutes, I never quite got there.
As he shrank, his half swelled knot pulled from me in a pop. Pain rushed
from my ass to my brain and back. I just laid my head down and rested
there, recuperating, getting over the pain. My combination of not
sleeping enough because of my excitement, getting up early for
unscheduled work, and orgasming so hard I forgot my name, had taken their
toll. I had almost fallen asleep. I had laid there, recuperating,
thinking, relaxing, and had suddenly been jerked from my contentment by
the realization of where I was. My back was aching, my ass was too sore
to try to close, my belly felt like the Atlantic Ocean, and I was very
hungry.
I heard a lap-lap sound. I looked around. Both of my boys were having a
drink from the cold puddle that had formed on the floor when the ice
around the key melted. My first thought was to wonder why Rowdy had
mercifully not taken a 2nd turn. I guessed the blowjob and fuck had been
enough. I was very happy about this. His knot was smaller than Brutus by
a little, but the way my ass had felt that was little consolation. I
could not have been there long. The ache had not subsided in my ass.
Maybe I had rested 15 minutes or so.
The ice had melted correctly and the key was hanging in reach just where
it belonged, but Brutus and Rowdy were right there under it. Now, my
problem was; how do I get close enough to reach it without getting
another knot buried in my way over used ass. My colon wanted to release
all the cum, but if I could relax enough to get loose and to the bathroom
first then there would be a much easier cleanup. Besides, the cum
splattering on the floor would most certainly bring them here to lick,
and licking will certainly lead to another knot, and I cannot stand that.
I cursed myself for not rolling to the key immediately. I decided now was
the best time to try. Waiting will only give them time to get horny
again. Maybe right now they are both too tired to care.
I rolled slowly and cautiously toward the key. I knew this was a bad
idea, but I also knew waiting longer would only be a worse idea. I crept
ever so slowly toward the key. Rowdy, apparently having drank his fill,
walked away and out of sight. I worked myself forward slowly and
cautiously over against the wall on the opposite side of the puddle from
Brutus. I then began to inch myself toward freedom.
When I got within about 2 feet of Brutus, he looked up at me. I pushed
forward a little. "Move" I whispered sternly. As he moved back a little,
I felt a tongue on my ass. I pushed myself forward quickly and started
trying to get hold of the key. Brutus went around to investigate my
tender nether regions, which Rowdy had just found. I felt the key and
tried to grab it. Rowdy jumped on my back and started trying to mount me.
Somehow with my body against the wall he was having difficulty.
Unfortunately his thrusting was causing me to shake, making it very hard
for me to get hold of the key.
I felt him jump off me, but in jumping away from me, he pushed me forward
and out from the wall a little. I tried to push myself back, but he
mounted me again which spun me around a bit so I was at about a 45-degree
angle with the wall. The key was hanging near my head teasing me and my
poor ass was now stuck out and fair game.
I started pushing as hard and fast as my toes would push, trying to get
against the wall again. I felt a large paw on my left cheek and strong
claws pulling my ass back out to them. Again, as I struggled toward the
key I felt him mount me and without the protective wall at my side I felt
his cock slide neatly into my sore stretched hole.
I knew there was nothing I could do. I felt every hot veiny inch of that
cock slide in and out of me. I still tried to get to the key and was
pushing myself forward. I felt his knot on the outside of my ass. I was
almost there. I felt the rough surface of his barely swelled knot slide
painfully through my anus and come to a stop in the well-used cavity,
which was once my bowels. I felt the hard thrusts. I felt myself roll
forward beyond the key. I felt the knot starting its growth.
I knew, without doubt, that I would now have my 4th knot of the day. I
decided to try to make some more room for the cum I was about to receive.
I pushed a little, but the knot was quickly making this impossible. I
knew Rowdy's knot was going to fill every gap in my swelled and puffy
nether regions. "Damn It Rowdy, That Hurts! Why couldn't you wait?" I
said. He was only half swelled and already I felt completely full. Then,
as if in response to his name, Rowdy walked around and sat in front of
me.
It was then the true realization hit me. Brutus!!! It was Brutus fucking
me, not Rowdy. I knew Rowdy would hurt my ass badly because I was already
very swelled and tender, but at least his knot was not quite so big. But
Brutus was able to stretch me to the point of nothing left when I was
fresh and ready. I felt his knot expand. With every thrust his huge cock
slammed deeper into me and his knot grew further. I tried once more to
force out some cum, but it was too late. His knot had taken up far more
space than I had to give already and it was growing still bigger.
At that moment if you had told me that someone had put a red hot
basketball inside me and fully inflated it I would have completely
believed it. His knot was swelling to the point that it was actually
forcing the blood and swelling partially out of my ass just to make room
for it. It was a feeling of pain that I had never before experienced.
Every beat of his heart sent a gush of blood into his knot, expanding it,
and starting a wave of pain in my ass which washed up my spine and
crashed against my brain. I only wanted out. I needed to get away but it
was not going to happen.
Mercifully his watermelon of a knot finally stopped growing. Now only his
cock length grew, once again finding the huge crevasse of my intestine
and sliding happily in. I knew what was next, but I would have done
almost anything to have stopped it. He stepped off me to turn. Again he
was too tight to spin, but the lube of the little bit of cum I pushed out
before he completely shut me off helped a little. His knot was turning a
little with each pulse of his heart. It was little consolation. I felt as
if a roll of briars was being spun in my ass.
Eventually he finished spinning. He started the familiar feeling of
pulling against me and spurting his scalding cum. It was at this moment I
became aware of a strange situation. I had tears in my eyes and I was
gritting my teeth, but I became aware through no thought I could recall
that I was pushing against him and my cock was hard enough to drive
nails.
I was on fire. Everything from the area just below my shoulder blades,
around my cock and ass, and all the way around to my chest was on fire. A
painful, crazy, insane, lustful, all consuming fire, which was slowly
spreading over the rest of me. I thought my intestines and my cock and
balls might be pulled from me at any time to live the rest of their days
in bliss around a dog knot, but I didn't care. I managed to get my toes
securely against the floor and O pushed against him as hard as I could in
my position and I lost myself completely. I was pushing so hard my toes
were aching, but I only wanted more. Somewhere I knew how bad I hurt, but
it did not matter. I only wanted more.
I felt his strong proud heart pulse his blood through his knot. My body
shuddered with each pulse. I felt his gallons of hot cum spurt into me. I
was so full of cum that I would have not been surprised if it had started
running out of my nose and ears, but I wanted more. My body was resisting
being filled any further, but the resistance only made me need more. He
pulled and I pulled back. He squirted and I shuddered and hoped it would
never end. I felt my orgasm begin. My whole body convulsed on each gush
of cum from my cock. As I came, what remained of the muscles in my ass
grabbed his cock. As I grabbed, he spurted harder. As he spurted harder,
he pulled harder. As he pulled and spurted harder, so did I.
We remained in this position of mutual bliss for some time. As my first
orgasm ended, my second one began. I know toward the end of my 2nd orgasm
I was only convulsing, but spurting nothing. I vaguely remember my orgasm
subsiding. I also think his subsided about the same time. Just about the
time my pain was starting to overtake my bliss, I felt him shrink and
come out. He had not been in me long. I suppose the first 2 had been
about all he had for the day and the 3rd was a quickie to him.
As his knot popped out, I felt the hot cum run across the lower half of
what was once my ass and down my cock, balls, and thighs. I rolled myself
over against the key which I had been about 1 foot away from for who
knows how long and quickly managed to undo my handcuff. I undid the
straps around my chest, waist, and thighs. I couldn't raise myself off
the ottoman because the pain in my ass and in my back from being arched
was too much. I managed to pull the key over and undid the other hand,
then I lay back down to relax. I almost immediately felt the intense pain
of my poor poor asshole being licked again.
I found the strength to roll off the ottoman and onto my back on the cool
floor. Rowdy gave my cock a quick lick and then walked off and lay down.
I felt the dog cum run out of my ass and under my body on the floor. By
the time I finally got myself straightened out and the pain had mellowed
down to a dull burning, I was lying in a pool of cum. I didn't care. The
cool floor felt so good to my aching back and my poor burning ass.
In a while I was finally able to stand up. Standing caused a renewed
river of cum to flow out of my ass and down both legs. My asshole was
hurting far too much to try to control it so I just stood there till it
subsided.
Eventually I was able to get both of my boys upstairs and outside. I
staggered to the shower and turned it on, then just lay down in the tub
and let it blast me for a while. After a while I got out, dried off, and
sat on the toilet. I sat there and passed warm spurts for about half and
hour. Then I cleaned up a little "OW!" and threw 4 or 5 towels on the bed
and collapsed into a slumbering coma.

The End
************
"What was the result?" Many may ask. Well, the highlights were as
follows. When I woke up about 4pm the next day my ass worked again, but
was very sore. I mopped up about 1/4 of a bucket of cum from the basement
floor. It hurt to just sit for 3 days and hurt to go to the bathroom for
almost 2 weeks. I didn't even try to knot with either of them for 15
days, and when I finally did it was still quite sore. All the soreness
didn't go away for about 1 month. I kept my ottoman and knotted with
EITHER of them 2 times in a row several times after that, but never did I
try 2 dogs at the same time on my ottoman again. My cock and balls were
so sore that I didn't even have any desire to masturbate for a couple of
days.
Am I glad I did it? Yes. Was it worth it? For 2 weeks after I did it I
would have said no, but now looking back I am glad I have a memory this
intense. Would I do it again? I do not know... so far I haven't worked up
the nerve.

Randall