Pound Dog Pound
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Author: Anon
Do not read this story if you are under 18. Do not stay if bestiality
offends you. All other bad folks....stay.
[edit] 1
I am twenty years old. I go by the ordinary name of John. I only have a HS education so it is against everyone's prediction that I would never amount to anything. Well, they were wrong. I invented a household gadget and the patent was bought out two months ago by a large national company for two million dollars. Hah to you Uncle Fred who said I'm a bum.
Well I am going to be a bum for awhile. My plan, buy a small cabin in upper New York State and just vegetate. Who knows, I may come up with a new gadget.
Two weeks searching for the perfect place turned up a beauty. It's near the Canadian border, it's a real luxury log cabin with three bedrooms, science kitchen, state of the art fireplace of matched stone, all furnishings come with it. The rich folks who owned this have about three other houses and they just tired of this one. Oh to be really rich.
I spent one night there, just to get acquainted. It was perfect. The night sounds were beautiful and the morning so clear and still I almost cried. The only thing this place lacked was.....a dog. Yeah, man's friend. When I got back to the City I visited the local dog pound. This was a slack time for them. They only had about ten dogs to chose from. The choice was easy, Charlie picked me and I couldn't say no. Charlie was a taffy-colored Labrador. He was only three years old and had been in the pound for one week. I got the story from the director that he had been brought in by a young man about my age because he was unruly and couldn't be trained. Unruly in the woods wouldn't make any difference. They gave me the name and phone number of the previous owner, a Jesse Halper.
Charlie was on best behavior when I signed the papers. He sat up on his haunches and looked noble. When I said, "Then he's mine? They said yes, Charlie came over and licked my hand. "What a big tongue you have," I said quoting "Little Red Riding Hood". He also managed to soak my hand.
He was on leash, but it hardly seemed necessary, it was slack and he heeled perfectly. I wondered what was Jesse's problem. We headed for the Pet Store to get food for my friend and other equipment. Charlie was very sure of what he wanted. He picked out one brand and flavor of food and got grouchy if I tried to put a different one in the cart. "Okay, you win." Then I choose a nice pillow for him to sleep on. He took it in his mouth and tossed it back on the pile. "Okay, no pillow for you," for I guessed I would have a bed companion.
The last item was a pooper scooper. Of course it wasn't necessary with all the woods I owned around the cabin, but still in the city in would be useful. But Charlie got all agitated. He barked and threw it back near the rack. It wasn't until later that I found out what this was all about. What a strange dog, he pissed outside but never shit there. He took newspaper in his mouth and threw it on the floor. He had one big load every night that I'd find in the morning, on the newspaper, square in the middle. What a character.
We drove up to the cabin together. I drove, naturally, but this dog seemed intelligent enough to share the driving. Maybe I was getting a little nuts.
We stopped for to eat twice on the road and I discovered that Charlie really liked to eat hot dogs and hamburgers. I opened one can of his food, he ate it, but then added person food afterward.
At the cabin he went nuts with happiness, running around the cabin, running around inside the cabin, barking and yipping like a nut. I had to stop everything and laugh at him. We were both pooped from the trip and I lay down on the bed. Naturally he joined me. I petted him and he purred, yeah, he purred like a cat. He was to reveal many unusual traits, but so far he was not disobedient as this former owner Jesse had said. I decided to call him as soon as I was settled.
I woke up about two hours later, Charlie was still on his back, breathing easily. I think he was smiling. Oh no, I'm getting cabin fever. I shook him and he gave me that "no school today look". But when I suggested food, he perked up and went into the kitchen and brought me a can of his food. "What, can't you use a can opener yet?" He frown at me, at least it seemed that way. Can dogs frown? Charlie seemed to have a catalog of expressions, including, I would learn, passion.
After diner I turned on the TV. I didn't have complete control over the selection as Charlie hated some of the programs and I had to flick around to find one he liked. Was I now turning mad, slowly, controlled by a dog? I cracked open a beer. It turns out that Charlie likes beer and gets a slight buzz on from it and is somewhat unpredictable when he is high. I got a sample that night, as you will learn.
I turned my back getting undressed. Yeah, Charlie was so....human, I felt shy being naked as I usually slept. Of course he was naked, always naked. I slipped into bed and Charlie stretched out along side me, over the blankets, of course. It felt nice, almost as if I had a girl to share the bed. I fell into a deep sleep until, by the clock, it was five in the morning. During the night Charlie had apparently slipped under the covers to get warm, the air was really chilly during the night. His warm furry body against my front was stimulating. Now you really think I'm a perv, but I got heavy wood from it. I think he felt it. How could he not, it was sticking him on his side? He got up and hunched over my thighs forcing me onto my back, my cock now sticking up like a periscope. He proceeded to lick it. He had a soulful expression on his face as he attended to what he deemed his duty. Jesse must have taught him this, bless Jesse, it felt fabulous, but I did wonder what I was doing this for.
I began moaning slightly. Charlie looked up at me and, I swear, smiled. I began slightly humping into his tongue bath. Remember his great sized tongue, bath mat size that never missed any portion of my prick and also balls. He had me in his power, I was limp with pleasure, but I think Charlie decided that I was too unoccupied. He slowly wheeled his body around until his back legs were on either side of my waist, his red, lipstick like penis extended along his belly. What else could I do? I'm not selfish. I took hold of it and wanked him slightly. Charlie liked that and began that weird purring. In a few moments he was beginning to hump slightly and my own hips were now rising and falling in a sort of fuck motion. "Hey Charlie, I think I'm going to cum." You see how nuts I was? Why did I have to tell him? But he gave a couple of yips. I think he was telling me that he also was reaching his climax. Yeah, he began spraying a thin stream, but the good boy didn't stop he, shall we call it a blow job, on me. Shit is was a blow job, maybe the best I every had. I let out a yell as my orgasm over took me. I spooged mightily and kept delivering the goods for a full minute. Charlie drank his milk like a good dog. Finally both our climaxes were over and we fell back for a nap. No cigarettes, neither of us smoked.
We had a great breakfast, then we walked for several miles looking over the property. It was outstanding, full of pine trees and other timber. I bet the value of the trees was more than I paid tor the place. This purchase was a bargain because there aren't many people who wanted a luxury cabin in the woods near the border. I think it was worth at least three times what I paid, but I probably would never find a buyer like me, if I ever wanted to sell it.
Charlie was a good small game hunter, but he never killed anything. He seemed to want to show that he could do it, then let the rabbit or small bird loose. What a character.
Back at the cabin I used my cell phone to call this Jesse. He sounded kind of gay. Charlie heard him through the phone and barked at him. I guess he was mad that he had been, what, taken to the curb?
I told Jesse that I had no trouble with Charlie, that he seemed to do whatever I asked. Jesse got giggley and asked if Charlie had shown me some of his special talents. I said yes, without explaining. Then he said, "You know I really miss him. We were very, very close. Do you think I might visit him?"
I told him that I was at this remote cabin near Canada. He seemed not at all deterred. "I am off from college for three weeks. Suppose I drive my Jeep up there. I have one of those Global Positioning devices, I'll find you two."
He was expected him in about two days. That night Charlie and I got really chummy and I lost my cherry although no one knew except Charlie and what happens with Charlie stays with Charlie. These are the events of that night:
Charlie and I had sirloin steak. He is some expensive date. After dinner he picked the TV program he liked and then we put away four beers each. By the time we staggered off to bed Charlie was on my lap, and had given me a doggie lap dance. It felt pretty good and I was getting really hot. I remember the suck off the night before and I went to the bed, got undressed, no long shy about showing my stuff to him, even though I was in full mast. I got in and lay on my back expecting a repeat of the night before, but Charlie used his strength to get my to turn over on my stomach, then he pulled and shoved me to get up on my knees and elbows. Oh, this promised to be a new sensation as my ass was up in the air and he could give me a nice rimming. Rim he did, that rough tongue slipping and slurping my ass hole, cleaning it perfectly. Before long I was off in orbit as he licked the anis, this the ball sac. I began slightly fucking the air when he put his big paws on either side of my waist and pushed at my ass hole. "What are you doing? Keep your cock away from my ass hole. I don't do that stuff."
Do you think he listened? No. He had me in a death grip. I tried to clamp my ass hole so he couldn't enter but he began licking my ears and I am very sensitive there. Before I knew it, my ass hole had opened up and was spasming and puckering, welcoming his long red cock inside. He took the advantage and slid in. He immediately began a fast fuck motion. It was sending me into fuck heaven even though I tried to resist. I was his bitch, his girly boy fuckee and there was nothing I could do about it. But I would not admit it yet that I loved every minute. This was the strongest sexual experience I had ever had. Poor Charlie was out of his dog mind with pleasure, he was dripped from his mouth on my back and his sing- song loud purring was in my ears. His haunches were a blur as he dog-fucked me with increased speed and power. Suddenly my head reared up. I screamed with the power of my oncoming orgasm. Charlie gripped tighter and he sprayed my innards with his searingly hot spooge. My first cum propelled itself to hit my mouth and I licked my lips, eating my own cum. It was followed by several shots landing on the sheets. I shook the beast off me. We both fell into an unconscious sleep.
The next thing I remember is a flutey voice saying, "So you're John, the dog boy. You are one fine hunk, I had no idea."
I guess I am pretty hunky, six reet, gym toned, brown eyes and heavy brows, cute nose and generous mouth. My best feature is my tumbling, messy curly brown hair.
The voice was Jesse's I figured, here a day early.
End Part One
Don't put your clothes on yet, stay up for Part Two
[edit] 2
John opened one eye and regarded the kid who had come into the open door of the cabin. "I guess you're Jesse, huh?" This Jesse was quite an appealing fellow, tall, blonde, good looking, slim with a fresh cheeky look.
"So Johnny, you are quite a sight here, naked, lying next to Charlie. Did he fuck you yet?"
"Look friend, we have had the same dog, but that doesn't give you the right to discuss intimate matters with me."
"Oh so there are intimate matters between you and Charlie?"
At this point Charlie yawned and give a little yip of hello to his former master. He then leaned down to lick his penis luxuriantly bringing it to a slight erection. Oh for a dog's life.
Jesse came over to the bed. He was wearing hiking shorts and a wife-beater. His smooth hairless legs were surprisingly muscular. John remarked on it. Jesse curtsied and explained that it came from years of ballet training. Jesse used an excellent cologne and the odor wafted to John and made him feel a little turned on. He was naked, so his condition was quite apparent.
"Hey John, should I get undressed and join you?"
To John all this dog fucking and boy sex was still new to him, but he noted how fast he caught fire at it. "Sure, hope in, grab a cock."
Jesse laughed, dropped his shorts and was instantly naked from the waist down because he wore no underwear. Next he doffed his athletic shirt and revealed nice abs and pecs. His dick was surrounded by somewhat trimmed blond pubes and his balls were smooth and very free and hanging. They were so long that it made his dick look short, but once John got a closer look, he realized that it was actually pretty large. It was now growing to it's full length and his pink head was slightly protruding from the foreskin.
"Mind if I lie next to you."
"Okay, I'll move over to make room."
"Don't make room, crowd me please," Jesse said mincingly. But when his slim, hot body settled in next to John, John almost reached out to embrace him, it felt so good.
They lay there, sides touching, cocks bobbing eyes looking straight up in the air. At that point, Charlie stood up, shook his body and came over and looked at the two boys. He leaned down and gave Jesse's stiffy a quick lick. "OOOOH," Jesse said. "I've been missing that."
Then the dog went to John and licked him and spent more time wrapping his big tongue around John's cock and twisted his tongue like it was on a barber's pole. "Uh, Uh, oh shit, that feels good."
The dog then sat down in the position of the lion in front of the library so that he'd have access to both pricks. He went from one to the other, as if they were bowls of different dog food. His eyes were closed and he looked as if he had a job to do. Meanwhile the boys were off in orbit, moaning and licking their lips in passion. Then they turned to each other and Jesse pressed his warm lips against John's puffy pillow lips and kept the kiss a long time. They both huffed and puffed around the kissing lips. Jesse put his smooth tongue against John's partly open mouth and slipped in searching for a tongue. Before long they were cooing into each other's mouth and caressing tongues. Meanwhile Charlie was doing his bit to raise the sexual frenzy. Suddenly Jesse sat up. John asked him what was up. "You are primed for really hot sex and now I'm going to switch you to boy sex. First I'll get a damp cloth and wipe off Charlie's drool, be right back."
He returned with the warm cloth and took time in gently cleaning John's stiff cock and partially drawn up balls. Then he handed another cloth to John and said, "Get to work cutey." John took the same sexy care in cleaning up his new friend who was breathing hard by the time he finished wiping every nook and cranny.
"Now what?" asked John.
"Okay, lay on your side." Jesse arranged himself so that he was laying opposite with his mouth close to John's pulsing cock. He leaned in and took the cook into his mouth and gently put suction on the head. "Dogs can't do that babe, and dogs can't do this." He took the cock down into his throat and then with his hand he gently pulled John's balls down, then moved them softly back and forth. John was now lifting his hairy thighs trying to get more of the good feelings.
"Okay, that's it."
"Wha' don't stop. I was just about to spill."
"Oh know, but I don't believe in one sided sex."
"You mean......"
"I mean."
John sighed. He had never had a cock in his mouth but this was blackmail. He had to get off. If the only way was to give Jesse a blow job, then he's have to do it. Necessity is the mother of.....necessity he finished lamely. He took the long, hard, thin cock into his hand and felt it. It was like an iron rod. He bent it down slightly and put his pillow lips around the head and held it there and licked the piss slit. It seemed to come to him naturally and he noted that it was making him really excited and he was moaning around the head.
"By Jove, he's got it," said Jesse hoarsely and went back to deep throating John's big cock.
John copied him but he couldn't yet do that deep throat trick, although it felt fabulous to him. To make up for it he sucked with plenty of spit and rapidly up and down the shaft. He must have been doing something right because Jesse began that familiar lifting of his thighs and he was crooning with pleasure.
"I'm going to cum," announced John. "Should I pull out?"
Jesses answer was to wrap his arms around John's ass and pull him tighter to him. John gave up think and just allowed his body to take over. As his mind closed he felt himself fucking Jesse's sweet mouth and almost crying with pleasure. Dimly he was aware that Jesse was beginning to deposit sweet milk into his mouth. The two clung to each other like orphans in the storm as their orgasms took over and their ejaculation spurts drained their balls. When they recovered slightly, lying in each others arms, John said, "I hope Charlie wasn't insulted."
"Insulted? Shit! Look at him over them performing a self suck, and giving us that look that says `don't you wish you could?'""
"Hey how about some eggs and bacon? I'm good at making it." Jesse agreed and Charlie was yipping too.
The two boys hungrily ate their breakfast and passed contraband bacon to Charlie under the table. Each boy managed to give a nice pet to the dog as well. "How could you ever let him go?" asked John.
"Well Johnnie-cakes, my esteemed father found me in bed with Charlie. I was sucking him. He told to get rid of the dog or myself in the next hour. By at least I can visit once in awhile."
Later in the day John helped Jesse pack up and walked him to the Jeep. Jesse hugged him and said, "Dog fucking is good, but next time we'll try boy-fucking."
End