Date: Wed, 16 Apr 2003 12:19:58 -0400 From: Allen Baker Subject: Four Legs? Sure! Four Legs? Sure! By Allen Baker "That's what he said!" Brian was one of the five of us drunken sots sprawled about the pub table in the late-night gloom. "Tom said if it had four legs he'd want to be fucked by it." The others snorted in disbelief or disgust. So Brian gestured toward me. "Go on, Tom. Go on and tell them. Tell them about Fido." He turned to the our new acquaintances before I could swallow the mouthful of beer I had just gulped at. "He has this male black lab that loves to fuck. And Tom loves to be fucked. So just what do you think the two of them do every night in bed? I'm sure he'd even let you watch. But that's beside the point. I know for a fact that he's also had it from other four-legged beasts. He even showed me a picture of him and a pony! You otta see that one!" Now the other three were staring at me with looks between curiosity and envy. I'd just met the three that evening and really had no way of knowing their thoughts on deviant sex. But I was just soused enough to not care if they approved or not. John and Evan didn't comment. But Carl had a question. "What's the biggest cock you've ever handled?" I thought a moment before replying. Not because I had to ponder the answer, but because I wasn't sure they would be able to handle the response. "A Clydesdale." I waited for the thought to register with each of them before I continued. "It was as long as my arm and fully as thick. Thought I'd pass out for sure when he started rutting with that pointed post of his. And when he came it felt like I was getting a two-gallon enema. Best memory of animal sex I got," I confessed. John said nothing, just shook his head in wonder. "Shit!" Evan let his mouth drop open in shocked awe. Carl sat back in his chair and grinned. "So you'd do it with any animal at all, eh?" "Yeah." I replied to his challenging tone. "Get me drunk enough and time to work my back door open a bit, and I'll take on any four-legged critter you can bring on." Carl leaned across the table and held out his hand. "Shake on it, man. I got something that'll love to do you. What d'ya say guys . . . here tomorrow night at 10 and we'll watch Tom meet the challenge of his life?" The other three murmured agreement. I stared into Carl's face for a couple of seconds trying to judge what I was getting myself into before I reached out to grasp his hand in acceptance of the dare. ______________________ The next morning I awake with vague recollections of the evening's events. I was halfway through my first cup of coffee before the idea began to surface about Carl's offer. Immediately I was aroused by excitement and concern. What had I agreed to? And what new experience was in store for me? I sat nude at the table with my coffee and fantasized as to what just might happen that night. Soon, I felt my dick bump against the bottom of the table in anticipation. After some typical Saturday chores and errands, I ended up back at the apartment with time to think about the evening ahead. Since I had no idea what Carl had in store for me, I decided I'd at least better do some preparation. I stripped down and headed to the bathroom to fill my enema bag. It was a custom, two-gallon thing that always delighted me when I eyed it. I filled it to the brim and stepped into the tub. I shivered as I slipped the oversized nozzle up my butt and flipped open the hose. Cool liquid began to fill and slosh my gut as I slid down to my hands and knees. I slipped forward and back, moving the fluid deeper and deeper into my gut. I began to feel the fullness and glanced to the bag. Only half empty. A ways to go yet. I lowered my chest to the bottom of the tub and raised my ass to change the tilt of my tunnels. The water gurgled inside me as it coursed along the channel to ever more remote areas. I began to cramp, and massaged my stomach muscles to ease the stress and encourage even more volume. Finally, the bag was empty. I gently eased the nozzle out and clamped my muscles tight to hold in every drop. Carefully, I reached over the edge of the tub and felt among the toys I had placed there. Finally, I grasped the item I wanted and placed it at my asshole opening. Slowly I eased the four-inch butt plug forward and back, edging in deeper with each probe. With a gasp I felt the last flange pop into place, sealing the opening with all the water trapped inside. A big sigh escaped my lips as I reveled in the nicely stretched feel of my straining ass ring which quivered with the effort. I pulled on a pair of tight shorts to help hold the plug in place and went back to the kitchen to unload my groceries and put clothes into the dryer. All the time I worked, I was very aware of the taught stretching taking place in my abdomen. It was a delicious feeling that spread to my crotch and expanded my dick. Soon, there was a wet spot of ooze spreading across the front of my shorts. Fido sniffed the spot and licked at it. His tongue felt real good against my dick. Suddenly, the cramping returned, and I knew that I'd have to soon empty out. Back in the bathroom, I started toward the commode but a deviously kinky urge propelled me to the bathtub instead. Placing the back of my shoulder blades onto the bottom of the tub, I walked my heels up the side of the shower. Then with a grunt, I forced the plug to pop out of my hole. Immediately, a flow brown liquid oozed out and began to lava its way through my crotch and over my stomach. Soon my front and back were covered with the ass slime. It puddled over the floor of the tub and massed about my shoulders and neck. The heady aroma of shit smothered my nostrils and struck me straight in the crotch. My dick grew hard and liquid manure dripped from its end onto my chin. I closed my eyes and forced myself to part my lips and let the droppings accumulate in my mouth. I reached up to grasp my cock and use the brown sludge as lubricant to stroke myself. As I climaxed, I forced myself to swallow the goo that filled my mouth. Then I slid down the tub and rested in the brown water until my breathing had calmed. I showered off and kneeled on the floor to reach in and clean the tub. That's when Fido took advantage of my position to attack and mount me. I figured it was a good prelude to the evening, so I let him fuck his brains out. Later, I reached for more stretching toys. I progressed to ever thicker and longer items in an attempt to fully prepare my ass for the unknown events ahead. As I played, I let my imagination roam to the potentials of what Carl might have for me. In all my dreams, nothing rivaled the reality of it. ________________________ The other four were already at the bar when I arrived. They handed me a beer, and we chatted a bit. Finally, I could contain my curiosity no longer. "Well, Carl, where we headed? You got a barn or something full of sheep or goats or what?" Carl just smiled. "No, nothing that mundane. Any of you have any idea what I do for a living?" We all looked about the table and shook our heads. None of us had bothered to ask the night before. "Well, I work with the film industry. I train exotic animals for the movies. I have my own little ranch outside of town where I work with all kinds of critters. And I have something very special for you tonight. Shall we go?" He stood and lead the way to the door. I was surprised and immediately aroused. Exotic animals. Shit! This guy could have any number of things in his menagerie. Damn, what did I have myself in for this time? I found it both frightening and very stimulating. I hurried to catch up to the other guys as they piled into Carl's van. Once inside, Carl ordered me to the very back while the others took the bucket seats. "Tom, strip down and place all your clothes in the plastic tub back there." It seemed like a good idea to me. Soon I was wearing nothing but a five-inch butt plug and a cock ring. Carl handed a bag back to Evan and Brian. "Here guys, put those on him." The two men joined me in the back and opened the bag. First they pulled out a ball gag. When I started to protest, Carl had a logical explanation. "Just so you don't shout out at the wrong time. Some of my animals get skittish and excitable when sexually aroused." Then came padded leather cuffs for my wrists and ankles. I didn't bother to ask the reasoning behind them. I just figured Carl had a purpose for them. That and the fact that I have always been keen on bondage made me eager to cooperate. And coupled with bestiality, I figured this just had to be a night to remember. It wasn't long after that when we turned off the main road onto a gravel lane. We passed a sign, but it was too dark to read it. Figured it must be a sign for Carl's ranch. Soon, we pulled up beside a group of large buildings and piled out onto the grass. It was damp under my bare feet. Carl unlocked a door in the side of one building and ushered us in. I was immediately struck by the zoo-like aroma of the inhabitants. Animal smells abound and stimulated us all. Carl lead us down through a maze of stalls and cages. Everything from squirrels and skunks (descented, Carl assured us) to monkeys and snakes. Wow, this could be very interesting. Carl led us into a back room that was evidently used as a clinic. He led me to a medical table in the middle and leaned me over it. He attached my wrists to the top above my head and stretched my feet to the sides where the other guys secured them. Then Carl spied the butt plug lodged in my upturned ass. "Better get rid of this," he said as he grasped its base. "Don't want some wildly rutting beast to push it in two feet farther." He yanked it out, leaving my hole gaping and longing to be refilled. He left the room and the other guys made lewd remarks about my naked vulnerability. Soon they were rubbing their fabric covered crotches. Behind me, I heard a sliding door grate open on its rollers. Then the sound of hoofs as Carl led some animal into the area. "I think this is a good place to start." By twisting my head, I could just see the side of a white and black striped beast. A zebra. Wow. Now that was exotic. I had handled that previous horse with enough ease that I was not disturbed by it. In fact, I was very excited about it. "Damn," whispered Evan to no one in particular, "look at the size of the dick on that beast." I couldn't see it from my point of view. But I could see the other guys' faces, and that was enough to tell me I was in for a workout. Carl led the zebra to my back end. It took a couple of sniffs of my puckered ass lips and gave it a lick. His textured tongue sent shivers of delight rippling through my body. I nearly climaxed on the spot. Carl must have trained him well, because that one lick was all the introduction the zebra needed. He reared up and planted his front hoofs on the large wooden blocks set on either side of the table and inched forward until his soft fuzzy belly grazed my back and butt. Carl moved to the side and reached between us to guide the critter to the right place. I felt the blunt moist end of a leathery baseball bat. Then animal instincts took over, and that zebra lunged forward to take control. That's when I learned the wisdom of the gag. I screeched in pain with that quadruped's indelicate lurch. He obviously didn't believe in foreplay. I went from totally empty to an all-out assault. I was gasping for breath at the animal plunged in and out, fulfilling ancient natural urges. He had no regard for his partner. And actually, I was glad. I had my fill of compliant but tentative sexual partners. What I loved most about animal sex was that they were always attentive only to their own needs and urges. They expected me to be a receptacle only. I was the one who had to adapt. And boy did I. Soon we were rutting in style. I shouted encouragement behind my gag as I felt that furry stomach slide none too gently across my back. When I looked to the side, I saw the guys had either dropped their pants or stripped entirely. Some were stroking their cocks, some were stroking their neighbor's. Looking back along my side, I could see that Carl was reaching in to caress the beast. I could feel two giant testicles slap against my thighs with each stroke. My ass adjusted and finally stopped complainingI was in heaven. But it must have been a while since the animal had climaxed, because it wasn't long at all before it buried itself one last time and held its place. I felt the throb of an ejaculating dick deep inside me as two massive nuts rode up their cords and slide up my legs to lodge against my crack. It seemed to go on and on. Then suddenly, the beast pulled away, and its huge declining dick came loose with an audible plop. I nearly cried with emptiness. Then other guys gathered around my ass. "Look at that. Look at that white milk pour outta that hole." I could feel what they described. It felt like quarts of liquid spilled down my inner thighs. Soon the guys were plunging their dicks into my ass, slithering up their cocks with the zebra cum. Then they whipped their dicks, bent each other over and plowed tight- holed asses with the exotic lubricant. Soon the shouts of climaxing men filled the air. I sighed in contentment, thinking the evening's events were over. I was so wrong. Once he had recovered, Carl led the zebra toward the door. "Get him freed from the table, guys, and bring him out here for the main event." My head was reeling with the thought that the zebra was just the warm up round. The guys lead me out and down a ramp. We followed Carl to a side door. He picked up a bundle of ropes and straps and led us outside into a large high, fenced-in field. The stench was strong. At first, we didn't see anything in the darkness. Then a huge shadow separated itself from the trees and came our way. The guys gasped, and I nearly fainted when we made out that it was an elephant. If I could have spoken, I'd have screamed out a loud no. As it was, I tried to turn and make a hasty retreat. But the other guys grabbed me. "Don't you remember your boast?" John's voice spoke in my ear. "Anything with four legs." And he laughed. In the meantime, Carl had approached the elephant and talked to it, reassuring it that our presence at the unusual hour was nothing to fear. Maybe nothing for the animal to fear. Wasn't so sure about that for myself. Then Carl attached some of the straps and ropes to the harness that already surrounded the big brute's body. "Ok guys, bring him over." They nearly carried my, because I certainly would not have willingly walked to my doom. Carl attached my wrists and then my ankles to the harness so that I swung under the animal, with our stomachs touching. Then he placed a tarpaulin-like support about my back which took the weight off my extremities. In the meantime, I could tell the huge mammal was becoming aroused and knew what was about to take place. I could sense its excitement and feel the slapping of a gigantic phallus against my legs. By the feel, it could certainly have been the thickness of my calf and the length of my leg! I envisioned the need of medical care before the night was over. I tried not to panic, knowing the need to keep my muscles very, very relaxed. Carl, leaned in to talk to me. "I'm going to slide this whole contraption back in a minute. I'll have the guys guide his prick to your hole as I do that. You are in for the experience of a life time. This old guy loves to get his rocks off this way, and he's found that trotting about the grounds makes you move up and down on his dick. It'll feel like riding a horse bareback with a huge dildo up your ass. Only thing is, this guy isn't as young as he used to be, so it's unpredictable as to how long it will take him to climax. It might be over in five minutes, or you just might get rammed for a good thirty or forty minutes before he cums." It was too dark to see, but I could hear the smile in Carl's voice. Again I nearly panicked, but soon desire won out. My libido overruled my head. My ass had a mind of its own and wouldn't willingly miss out on this experience. Carl called the guys to assist and then began to inch the harness toward the animals rear. The head of an elephant's cock is unbelievably sized. I actually passed out for a few seconds when it popped inside me. Tears streamed down my cheeks. I was hyperventilating and screaming behind the gag. And still Carl slid the harness back until he finally had it where he wanted it. "That should do it. The natural movement as he moves about will bury it deeper all the time. Hold on Tom, you'll never forget this wager." With that, Carl slapped the flat of his palm to the elephants side, and it began to move. Walk at first. Even that gentle movement caused agonizing streaks of pain to ripple through me. Then he picked up the pace a bit as he moved. Carl was right, each motion moved me up and down that intruding telephone pole. Each step caused me to fuck myself on that boy's hard organ. Soon I was grunting with each motion. And then I felt something I really hadn't expected. My own cock was rubbing up and down, too. Each thrust of the animal's cock in my ass, caused my own dick to slide along the leathery skin of his belly. Now I wasn't sure where to concentrate my feeling. My ass was being ripped open and at the same time my cock was being sandpapered into a sensitive log fr desire. I soon lost track of the time. Brian later said it went on for no more that ten minutes. To me, it seemed forever. At some point, the endorphin rush kicked in and the agony turned to bliss. I felt everything still, but the feelings had new meaning. I stopped screaming and started shouting. I felt that huge pilaster rub against my prostate with every movement. My dick got harder and soon my nuts pulled up and I blasted my spunk onto our adjoining stomachs. The slithering goo only acted as lubricant and caused me to erect once more. My ass muscles finally relented all attempts to expel the intrusion and went totally limp, opening much farther than it ever had in any previous fantasy. I was floating somewhere between ecstasy and paradise. I didn't want it to ever end. But it did with a flourish. The beast came to an abrupt halt but kept his hips bucking. He reared back his head and raised his trunk. His trumpeting broke the night stillness in echoing shrieks. He raised back on his haunches with his front legs raised high in the air. In that upward position, gravity pulled all my weight even farther down onto that hard organ. And his already massive cock expanded even more as it throbbed and plastered my innards with it's sperm. It sent blast after blast deeper and deeper into my extended guts. The stretched lips of my ass finally had met their limit and split open under the pressure. The added pain of ripping flesh along with the prostate pounding once again sparked an orgasm of my own. My head flew into sparks against the inner darkness. I passed out. When I came around, the guys had carried me back to the medical table. Carl had my legs up in stirrups and had already shot my ass area with painkiller. He was threading suture into a needle in preparation for mending my damaged ass. When he saw me come around, he moved up beside me. "How's it going man? You had quite a ride. And there's hardly any damage at all. In a week you'll be back to normal." Then he gave me wicked grin. "Well, you really may never be quite normal again." "You can say that again." From the feel of every muscle in my body, I doubted that I'd feel back in shape for months. "That was the most amazing experience ever. But I can't help but ask, Carl, did you actually train those animals to do that?" He smiled as he stitched me up. "Actually, I do train animals for the movies. But I make much more money training them to work with the actors. You'd be surprised what big name stars visit this place after dark for special sessions with my four legged playmates." That remark reminded me of my own attitude from just the night before. "It's got four legs? Sure!"