Date: Wed, 23 Jan 2008 10:23:26 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "The Monkey Spanks Me" by Jay Roberts    Bestiality

There are three things I wish to tell you before you attempt to read this
story:

1. It is not a cute monkey story for kids.  Only 18 years old or older are
invited.

2. I am not an expert on chimps, so forgive any errors.

3. I know that chimpanzees are not monkeys; but apes.

4. "Spanking the monkey" in case you don't know, is slang for wanking.



I know that readers, me included, hate to suffer through all the buildup,
so I am going to give you the back-story quickly.  My name is Jeff Gold; I
have masters in Civil Engineering.  I am now in the Peace Corp, in Chad in
equatorial Africa.  Chad is a beautiful country and the people and friendly
an intelligent.  They seem to appreciate that I am helping them to organize
their drinking water delivery system.  They help me anytime I ask.

The Chad government has supplied me with a lovely cabin just outside of the
capitol city.  It's lonely up here and that is why I asked my kid brother
to spend his summer here with me.  He's eighteen and just graduated high
school.  John and I hardly seem like brothers.  He is slim and blond, I am
bulky and hairy.  I guess he takes after our mom.

Now you want to know about Sir Herbert Walpole.  He is not a person, but a
chimp.  He is the offspring of a male and female chimp who live with the
Andersons.  They are an Australian couple who are here studying chimps.
Sir Herbert, or Herbie as I call him was a pain in the ass to the
Andersons, as well as to his natural parents.  He is a total juvenile
delinquent The Andersons asked if I would be a foster parent, during my
yearlong duty tour.  I agreed.  I figured he would be company for me.

Herbie seemed glad to move in with me.  He turned somersaults in the living
room, so I got the idea.  He became quite a lot of fun for me.  I knew that
when John arrived, he would enjoy our pet.  He'll get a laugh at the way
Herbie drinks beers and burps.

Now Herbie's age is roughly the equivalent of a thirteen-year old human.
Now you know that age.  It's sexual thoughts and actions constantly.
Chimps are completely uninhibited.  Herbie jerks off several times a day,
shamelessly and happily, smiling at me all the time.  He sort of gets me
horny with his almost human prick, it's lipstick red head sticking out of
the brown casing.

I was right.  John arrived, and we hugged, and John even kissed me on the
cheek.  What a guy!  Then he caught sight of Herbie and he grabbed him and
gave him a hug.  Herbie was delighted and humped away at my innocent
brother.  When they separated, John had a nice boyish hardon sticking his
tan shorts out.  He seemed totally unembarrassed.  Shit, he's like a monkey
himself.  He did catch me looking down at the protuberance and blushed
slightly.  It made him look cuter than ever,

John is a good cook and he took over the meal prep the first night.  He
made a special banana pudding for Herbie.  Herbie was so overcome with
gratitude that he thanks my brother the chimp way, he rubbed his cock
through the shorts.  John thanked him but pushed him away, saying with a
giggle "Later man."

These were prescient words.  I was away the next day connecting bamboo
conduits.  We still had almost a half-mile more to bring the water to the
town center.  When I came home, I expected to see my two monkeys, John and
Herbie lounging outside in the sunny end of day, but there was no one, man
or beast to be seen.  I slipped into the cabin.  I heard heavy breathing
and followed the sound.  There was my cute brother, totally naked, his long
slim cock being reverently wanked by naughty Herbie.  There was a beatific
look on John's face as he enjoyed the attention.  "Soon Herbie.  I wish you
learn to suck it, 'cause when I cum, I make a mess."

I think Herbie understood.  He was often uncomprehending when I scolded
him, but he sure seemed to be a genius when it came to sexual matters.
Right away he bent down the put his bit tongue out and began to lick John.
John's eyes rolled up and he began to mewl like a grateful baby at the
attention.  I stayed in the doorway watching to see what happened
next. What happened is that John slowly moved into his climax.  His lips
pursed out as if to kiss, his body became rigid and he shouted out, "Oh
shit-fuck, here I go."

Herbie must have thought that mother's milk was coming out as the heavy
streams shot from the young cock and entered his mouth.  He smacked his
lips in pleasure.

I figured it was time to sneak out.  I left a John, heaving with heavy
breaths, trying to recover.  This tableau was a revelation to me.  I could
see in the near future that there was a sexual feast to be had.  I learned
something about Herbie.  My cock was throbbing with discover.

Herbie sort of staggered after me into the bedroom.  I straightened up the
bed because John would be joining me.  There was only one bed, but it was
big, about 6'x6', I hope that is not "queen" size.  This bed was here when
I got here.  There were six 4x4s supporting it.  On top was a thick pad
filled with feathers.  The pad was resting on native ropes, sort of jute.
They were tied to projections every five inches.

Herbie fell into his own cot in the corner and began his post sex snoring.
I was so used to it that it never kept me awake.  I settled down, leaving
enough room for John and tumbled into a dreamless, profound sleep.  I must
have slept for hours when I awoke, sensing something unusual.  I pushed the
button on my watch.  It was four in the morning.  My front felt hot.  As I
became more awake, I realized that John was in bed with me, naked, and his
satin smooth ass was resting again me, spoon-like.  John was sound asleep,
I could here his very soft breathing.  Hey, this felt good.  It took me
back to those days I hadn't even thought of in years..  John was fourteen
and I twenty.  The kid seduced me every night with his hot ass.  He'd
wiggle it again my hardening cock, even when I was asleep, manage to lodge
me inside.

As I thought about those days, my cock began to stiffen and press against
my brother's perk ass.  He was half awake because of my prodding.  He
turned his head, and whispered in a sleepy, husky voice, "Jeffy, just push
it in a little and then we can both go back to sleep."  He was right.  When
I got about a third of my shaft into his steaming hole, a lassitude
enveloped me and I began existing in that heavy lethargic stage, neither
asleep nor awake.  But it could not last forever, my cock was against his
prostate and the sensation was elevating his feelings from rest to avidity.
I felt his ass undulating slightly and it caused me to pulse my cock,
slightly in and out.

Jeff again turned his head.  "Can't stand it Bro.  Move a little.  Let me
just get off by your slow fuck."

"Okay Bobbie.  Actually I am brimming with precum.  Can you feel it?"

He nodded.  That nod jiggled his body and he pushed back, burying my cock
deep in his ass.  He let out a loud moan.  "Please, I'm going nuts here.
Fuck me."

I put my hands on his hips to steady myself and I began a pull out followed
by a bottoming fuck, my hairy pubes tickling his baby ass.

The two of us lost touch with the real world as we cooperated in the
rhythm.  We had become one person seeking relief.  We moaned a brotherly
duet of sexual harmony.  Suddenly my body stiffened.  I gasped at the
feeling.  The flood gates opened and I poured in the spooge I hjad been
saving for months.  Bobbie screamed at the feeling and his cock that I now
held in my hand began to pulsate and then spew with heavy squirts.  Finally
we finished and he turned around and put his arms around me and we both
feel asleep.

I awoke four hours later.  Bobbie was not in the bed.  I could hear him
washing up in the make-shift shower I had built.  He was singing
tunelessly.  I stretched luxuriously and hunkered face down on the bed,
unconsciously rubbing morning hard on against the rough sheets.

My eyes were closed in the enjoyment of my morning jerk off session.
Sudden I felt the pad become depressed.  I figured it was Bobbie, and what
he was doing gave me exquisite feelings.  It was a warm, wet aggressive
tongue licking my ass, then concentrating on my ass hole.  Then a rough,
long tongue was inserted in my rectum.  "Oh Bobbie, that feels so good," I
said through moans.

Then I heard Bobbies voice as he emerged from the shower.  "Hey Jeff...what
the hell?  Herbie is rimming you."

I lifted my head and forced my passion heavy eyes to open and look behind
me.  I could just make out Herbie's hairy back and his head bobbing.  He
was now making little joyful sounds, the same kind he made when he swilled
beer.

Bobbie was fascinated with my sexual predicament, caught as I was by
Herbie's ministration, flat on my stomach, my ass rising to get more good
feelings.  That mean kid brother of mine decided to intensify my
experience.  He sat next to Herbie and took hold of the ape's stiff cock
and gently slit the crown cover back and forth until the red head and
inside shaft snaked out.  Herbie stopped a moment, looked at Bobbie, his
face breaking into a big gummy grin and lifted himself up to place his cock
at the entrance to my hole.  The hole only used for shitting.  Chuckling,
Bobbie helped Herbie line up his stiff organ at my ass entrance.  Herbie
took to his new position as if he was born to it, as surely he was.  Those
apes, once they learn how to fuck, they do it all day.

I let out a yelp of surprise and some pain as the cock rammed in partly.
"Help Bobbie, get him off me."

Instead of helping that way, Bobbie decided that I needed a distraction.
"Relax Bro just let it happen.  You'll see how nice it is to be used.
Meanwhile, suck on this."

He was now around near my head.  The head of his long thin prick, with the
lollypop head was nuzzling my lips.  I opened my mouth to say something and
he was inside.  But shit, it did help to suck on this pacifier to take my
mind off the rape of my behind.  I sucked avidly.  Pretty soon Bobbie got
into the heavy feelings that I was experiencing.  He mewled with pleasure
and patted my cheek...maybe a little too hard...and urged me to suck
harder.  Here I was being raped by mouth and ass.  What a come down for me.

But I forgot my humiliation as good feelings swept over me.  The ape's
thick blunt organ was made to perfectly stimulate my inside hot button and
soon I was squealing with exquisite pleasure.  My backbone seemed to be
sending waves of sensation up and down.  I found, that pig-like. I was
lifting and pressing my big, hairy ass against the furry body of my raping
monkey.

Herbie had his long hairy arms around my waist and he squeezed me into
almost immobility as he sought his pleasure.  From the grunts and dripping
of spit on my back, I knew he was well on the way to his animalistic
climax.  Meanwhile, Bobbie had me at his mercy, now moaning and fucking my
mouth.  But me, it came on me suddenly, my cock began to became even
stiffer from the double sex and the rubbing on the coarse sheet below me.
I let out a howl around Bobbie's prick and began shooting heavy streams of
cum below me.  Herbie must have felt the new feeling around his cock.  He
began humping faster and emitting little grunting sounds.  I distinctly
felt him pelting my insides with jungle cum.  Bobbie had more than he could
stand, both visually and directly from my heavy sucking.  He grabbed my
head, holding his warm hands over each ear and began a heavy fucking of my
mouth.  Geez, my little brother has developed a powerful personality,
especially when it cums to cumming.  But I loved the kid anyway.

Herbie had dismounted and was lying in the corner on his back in
exhaustion.  I patiently let Bobbie work his way up to his brotherly orgasm
and it sure came now.  He called out that he was "fucking cumming."  He
stopped his motion and his cock took over, it jumped and spew mighty
streams of milk.  The way he wash holding me, all I could do was to drink
it.

Finally we separated and he gave me a lover's kiss.  He had the puffiest
lips, hot too.  I allowed myself to settle into that kiss.

Later, after breakfast we chatted about the future.  Of course Herbie just
listened.  I could swear he understood.  We talked about how the rest of
the summer would be a sex orgy.  We were really excite3d about the prospect
until our plans were rudely interrupted by a visit from Jan Anderson.
"Boys, the parent chimps of Sir Herbert have been really upset by his
absence.  Nothing I can do will consol them.  I'm afraid I am going to have
to ask for their boy to be returned to them."

There was nothing I could do to dissuade him.  Bobbie and I sat in dejected
silence when Anderson left holding Herbie's paw.  The cabin seems empty and
quiet.

Suddenly Bobbie brightened up.  "We could spank the monkey."

"The monkey's gone you dope."

"No, I mean wank ourselves."  He wiggled his eyebrows, Groucho styple.
"I'd be glad to help you."

That got me laughing and cheered up.  "How about I fuck you?"

"Okay," Bobbie said, then I'll do you."

End

No animals were harmed during the writing and telling of this story.  Of
course Jeff lost his dominant position as big brother, but he got to enjoy
giving it up to his handsome kid brother Bobbie.