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Date: Sat, 12 Apr 2008 16:10:47 -0500
From: charles Turner <cbru49@gmail.com>
Subject: Home Again: Going to Work 16

Warning! Warning!  What follows is a story of dog on male sex,
dominance,Homo-sexuality, watersports and various other alternative sexual
practices. If it is illegal in your area to read about this close the page
and write your congressperson.  If you are disturbed by this type of
activities I hope you find something more to your tastes elsewhere.  This
is the continuing tale of Dan, Rafa, Cho, Sean and Ivan, various other dogs
and people and is within a few months of the present time; from this point
onward I hope this will be the story of Chase and TP.  As I've stated
before, I will allow those that wish to believe this is fiction to do so
but I will attempt to tell the story the best I can remember it happening.

Going To Work 16

Later that evening Albert showed up.  He seemed desperate, he tried
explaining that he and Dr. Harvey had told the police I was mugged by a
stranger.  For an hour he tried to get me to not name Tim as the one who
had attacked me, I wasn't planning on ratting him out, but I enjoyed
hearing my boss beg.  Finally I negotiated with him, my bills were paid, I
was given a medical leave of absence from school, Tim would be out of town
within forty-eight hours and a few perks I'll tell you about later.

I remained in the hospital for the entire month of January, about the 18th
I was finally able to get out of bed and walk with the help of a walker.
It was a frustrating time for me, I was seeing the teen from Christmas Eve
and a sexy nurse nearly everyday but I was unable to even flirt.  Other
than fingering TP and watching him drink from my catheter there wasn't much
I'd want to relate from the first three weeks.

After I started walking I tried seducing the nurse into screwing me.  Paul
is a slightly taller version of Rosey, with what looked like a zucchini
planted in his pants.  I wrote him notes everyday letting him know that I
was ready and available the first time he worked the shift without his
wife.  Paul had warned me that she was so jealous that if she found out I
was trying to seduce him that she'd probably castrate me with a kitchen
knife.  His warning didn't scare me, I didn't think he wanted his wife to
know men hit on him, except I was careful to get my notes back before he
left the room.  I had 'accidentally' let him walk in on TP rimming me
during that week, I really hoped that he might start seeing the
possibilities.  As soon as I had started to walk I was taken off the pain
drip and was given a shot every evening so I could sleep.  That was the
shift that Paul worked, so he had done more than just seen my ass, he had
wiped it, washed it and repeatedly poked it with a needle.

The day I graduated to walking with a crutch Paul worked a double, staying
over from the evening shift all night.  I'm not certain it was the first
night he worked without his wife, but I am sure she wasn't there that
night.  He had gently helped me move from laying on my back to my side
while having my butt hanging over the side of the bed, a position he said
let my ass relax enough to be a good target for the needle.  Unlike most
times when he was giving me a shot I had managed to get my hand behind my
before being turned.  As Paul pulled open the gown I groped his dick and
finally mananged to open his zipper.  The illict-ness and sexiness of
having my hand on my nurse's dick and pulling it loose of his pants and
boxers was exhilerating, my ass could barely wait to be stuffed and the
rest of my body was reacting.  Only as his dick swelled and throbbed in my
hand did I begin worrying that I didn't have anything to make the entry
smooth, I knew as thick as he is it wasn't going to be easy.

It didn't take me long to understand that Paul had planned on responding to
my pleas that night.  At first the lotion he plied onto my hole was cold,
but soon his long, strong fingers were sliding in and out warming both the
lotion and my ass.  My position on the bed wasn't the easiest position to
lay in and attempt to relax, especially since I hadn't had a dick since my
stay in the hospital started.  I did the best I could but as Paul tried
entering me the position wasn't the greatest and I couldn't do much to help
beyond pushing out although there was no doubt I wanted to feel every iota
of the monster stroking me with its' entire hot length.

Paul was still working at opening me with short slow strokes when we were
sur-prised by Billy's brother Jimmy Jr. walking through the curtain that
circled us.  The teen stood looking at us for a minute with an unbelieving
look on his face before leaning over the bed and taking my drooling dick in
his mouth.  He sucked tightly on my shaft allowing Paul's strokes to drive
my dick in and out; sliding through the smoothest lips I'd felt in years,
until my balls were soon bouncing against his chin and Paul's were slapping
on my cheek I lay quietly accepting my lot in life and then tried to be
somewhat active.  The whole situation was too much, two of the sexiest men
I'd met besides my slave, Jimmy Jr.'s brother six feet away, Paul seconds
from being called back to work and my own frustrating horniness.  Jimmy
Jr. had been trained well and didn't withdraw a millimeter when I began
spewing a heavy load of cum at his tonsils. Paul wasn't quite as composed,
as my ass muscles and body throbbed with that orgasm he violently ended the
previously gentle fuck, slamming his body against mine and flooding me with
a load of scorching cum.

Had I been able to speak I would have invited Jimmy Jr. to unload his sweet
boy cum in my mouth, but as it was the only way for me to enjoy the taste
was to let him masturbate and catch his seed in a hand.  Without a second
thought I was happy to use a flexi-straw and slurp the cooling cum off his
palm and savor every drop. He was certainly teenager sweet, but not as
honey-sweet as TP.  Still if he'd had a longer tongue I would have gladly
taken him home to be TP's brother.  Somehow I knew without ever asking that
he would have been on his knees for a big dog in seconds and would remain
happy as long as he got enough dick and cum.

February 1st I was sent home for two weeks.  TP skipped classes the day I
was to be released and showed up at the hospital a half hour before the
paperwork was finished, I knew he was anxious for us to be together again
but I didn't expect the rim job he demanded the right to give me while we
waited for the orderly to come get me.  Going home to rest and recouperate
for two weeks kept feeling better the deeper he drilled his tongue.  For
all his care and help in the hospital I had planned on having a surprise
waiting for him at the trailor.  My plans to get TP fully bred over the
holidays had been destroyed by Tim, so I had made surreptitious
arrangements to continue his bacchanal.

I hadn't expected the ordeal of being discharged and getting back to my
space to be as exhausting as it was.  Ivan and Sean weren't at the trailor
waiting, Albert had agreed to care for them as soon as he learned how long
I would be hospitalized.  One of the perks he'd agreed to was allowing
Harry and Ron visit the first weekend I was home, but the phone rang as we
walked in the door and Albert begged off that night and promised we could
expect Harry and Ron the following morning.  Friday night TP had me to
himself, no dogs, no friends, no hungry teenagers and no interruptions from
hospital staff.

It was a surprisingly pleasant evening as we cuddled and made love in front
of the fire and again later in bed.  My mouth was still wired shut, but I
was able to use the straw trick to gather the honey from TP's stomach after
he blew a load while I lazily gave him a prolonged fucking.  It was one of
the first nights I hadn't taken TP further than the most vanilla of sex,
but somehow it was as fulfilling as many another night.  I woke the next
morning to TP back in the role of dog/slave eagerly probbing my ass with
that marvelous tongue, I swear he had every possible bit of it buried and
his lips caressing the rim in ways I couldn't have expected months earlier.
Bored stiff in the hospital I had made TP bring a ruler to measure his
tongue, it protruded an even four inches when he licked his eyebrows.  That
morning I would have sworn it was twice that long as he bathed my insides
with saliva and literally fucked me with it.

TP was getting coffee for himself and a juice box for me when the doorbell
rang.  Laying in bed savoring the hours since I'd been released from the
hospital I didn't expect Albert to come in, but minutes later I heard him
standing at the foot of the bed clearing his throat.

"That is certainly an enticing sight.  I can absolutely see why my brother
would fight to keep the right to it."

"I hope Harry and Ron are as enticed as you two.  You weren't letting them
dump all their cum last night were you?"  I hadn't bothered to roll over on
my back, I was still hard from the rim job and didn't feel like showing it
to Albert even though he had seen me that way at some of his parties and
when I first seduced his brother into beastiality on his back lawn.

"Unless the boys are fucking each other they haven't 'dumped a load' as you
say, for two or three weeks."

"You've been enjoying the visit by Ivan and Sean, then?"  I really hadn't
ex-pected that, Albert had always claimed to be strictly a shepard's man.

"Their response to an alarmclock is much better than Harry and Ron's.  Nice
Pavlovean training.  I'd never have thought to do that, I much prefer such
when I arrive home."

I could have told him how to encourage that, but it was my private game
with the wolfhounds and I preferred to keep it that way.  I had never even
told TP.  "But they have behaved themselves and kept you satisfied?"

"Much more than I would have expected.  They are like exotic beasts
compared to Harry and Ron.  Did you train them to do each other, or is that
their natural behavior?"

"I'd never seen them doing each other until after Cho mounted them.  Not
long after he had them both they started mounting each.  All I can think is
that they are naturally gay dogs and enjoyed Cho's big dick breaking them
in.  Maybe they have been that way all along and I just never saw it, but
I'm happy they have each other as long as they don't use all their energy
on each other.  TP would be severely dick starved if they did."  I was
ready for Albert to leave, but I couldn't just come out and tell him that
since he was leaving his closest com-panions for TP and me.

"I guess that is a hint that you and your boy," Albert had remained
somewhat stuffy, refusing to call TP my slave or dog/boy. "are ready to
have the boys to yourselves.  I'm headed to the university to finish
arrangements for your individual studies, I found a couple of volunteers
that are willing to come here until you are able to drive.  My TA will be
helping you by hitting the library when you're ready, try not to stretch
his ass too much, as far as I know he's only tried taking one dog dick.
But who knows, one try in front of me may have led to more experimenting.
I'll be by Monday with Ivan and Sean."

"After classes."

"I'll probably be later than that.  I have a meeting with the Dean at six."

That's as close as I can come to remembering the conversation, Albert has
lived up to all his promises and the volunteers have taken me through two
independent courses.  The first was on the reemergence of syphilis in
America and the other in advanced epidemiology, a course that I never would
have taken enmasse.  But laying on the bed ass up I was more interested in
what he left behind that morning than my future studies.

In the nine months since the two studs had mounted me Ron had filled out
some and gotten darker, turning almost completely black not like a Belgian
Shepard but with heavy saddle and patches that nearly met on his sides and
neck.  Harry hadn't changed much but he was a little heavier.  Seeing the
pair walk into the bedroom following TP I thought back to the first night I
visited Albert's home and let the dogs put on a show for Tim and Albert.
The idea of allowing TP to be the center of their attention faded and
instead I decided to try something he had never experienced with me because
I was struggling with our roles and what he should know of my life.

I had intentionally set my box springs and mattress on the floor of the
bedroom, most beds raise you into an uncomfortable position to be accepting
a dog's attention.  With the boxspring and mattress lowered you can
comfortably kneel at the side and lay over it while most big dogs have easy
access to your ass.  TP and I were soon in a position that Harry and Ron
knew was their cue.  Not having had anything other than TP's tongue and one
dick for three weeks or more I thought I was ready to be royally fucked.
It would have been a macabre picture had there been anyone there to snap
it, TP and I both with bandages on our heads, laying perpendicular to each
other holding hands, with two big! German Shepards first gratefully licking
our asses and minutes later with their flaming red cocks poking furiously
at our butts.

Serendipitiously, Harry and Ron found the entrance they wanted at the same
moment and TP and I squeezed each other's hand hard with that moment of
pain when a dog drives the first four or five inches into you in one
stroke.  How they had decided I don't know, but Harry was on TP and Ron,
the larger of the two, was on me.  Although they are different by about ten
pounds their cocks seem the same size, a matter that TP and I discovered
either the second or third time the boys mounted us.  They definitely had
different personalities when they pounded away at our asses.  Ron would get
his dick all the way inside and end up suspended in air with his front paws
on the bed and hump in the air while Harry wouldn't let his hind paws off
the floor so he was always pulling you down and out.  After they would
start shooting Ron would whimper and Harry growl, they also turned in
opposite directions to tie which would often throw TP and I together,
allowing me to hug him tight while the studs rubbed shoulders and tried to
tug their knots loose.  With Ron the tugging was almost like a second fuck,
with Harry it could get painful as he seemed to need release as badly as
his human partner.

Sharing the pair with TP was more than just lying by each other and holding
hands, each time one of the dogs had my ass and deposited his cum TP
returned to the role of my slave and worked hard to draw the load from my
ass to lap up.  During one of those acts I finally decided that TP deserved
to have his desires totally fulfilled and set out to plan when and how.
Having experienced such angst for four months over give him my shit I
wanted to be certain that TP understood that when the day came it was not
meant to be a slave's humiliation but a helping of love.  Sunday before TP
returned to school we went to the tattoo parlor to add three more triangles
to his small but growing collection, in four months TP had experienced
seven studs and they were well documented by the triangles that spread to
both sides of the larger triangle representing me.  I was sore from having
taken three knots, I could imagine how TP felt driving to school, he had
taken me and the dogs, two times more than me and had fresh tattoos on his
ass.  It must have been a rough drive, but I'm sure he felt it was worth
every pang.

I was happy that TP came home on Wednesday evening, two days locked in the
trailor had passed slowly, two hours with a very senior colleague was
hardly enough to lighten my week.  Rosey and Dr. Dick were out of town, so
I didn't have my normal friends to stop by.  I'd had enough silence to last
me, so I did allow TP to talk to me, even his problems reconstructing an
old carburetor were more interesting than listening to the clocks tick.
Having him in bed for the night and waking Thursday before he left reminded
me that I lived a heavenly life with only a few lumps thrown in to test me.
Friday when TP returned I had a visitor that he'd never seen, waiting at
the front door.

Riley seldom attends any of the local gatherings and when he does he
doesn't take Remus along, some-what like Cho he is not to be trusted among
a group of unrestrained dogs. Remus is not a shepard, which is strange
enough in the community but his human companion keeps him on a tight leash
and seldom allows others to do more than look.  Riley had met Cho once when
he had stayed at the kennel, he is retired and occasionally volunteers at
the kennel so he can meet 'strange' dogs.  He had convinced me to allow him
an afternoon with Cho when I was having relationship difficulties with Tim
and needed my friend out of the way.  In return he had willingly brought
Remus to spend a night with TP and me. I had checked out his length and
girth before TP arrived and knew my slave was going to to treated to more
dick than he'd ever had.  I hoped it wouldn't be too much, I wanted him to
one day be ready to enjoy Cho.

After his obligitory five minutes rimming my ass in the doorway I let TP
crawl into the living room to be greeted face to face with Remus.  The
Great Dane mix is easily fifty pounds heavier than TP and on all fours
towered over him.  I didn't want to give TP the chance to become afraid or
try to beg his way out of what was coming.  I quickly ordered him to suck
the dogs huge balls and stroke his sheath until the pink bone was sticking
out five inches or more.  Ordered to start licking the dog's dick TP turned
until the dick easily slid into his mouth and his lips were bumping the
furry sheath.  I could see that my slave boy was gulping rapidly to swallow
the first load or precum from Remus when I told him to turn around and
present his ass to the stud.

Remus probably could have walked into place over TP but he stood on his
hind feet and with his front ones on TP's back plunged most of his swollen
dick home.  It was probably the most dick TP had taken in one shot and
surprisingly or not he yelled out in pain.  Neither I nor Remus felt any
sympathy for him.  In two more strokes Remus was batting his knot at TP's
opening, Remus isn't more than ten or eleven inches long from tip past his
knot, but his knot is as big as most fists and looked as hard as he punched
his way through the tight hole.  Seeing that he was about to succeed I
stepped in front of TP and filled his mouth with my balls Once he was in,
Remus began humping easier, I soon remembered the slow almost casual way
the big dog fucked, not the frenzied pounding of most dogs .  He seemed to
know that no one would or could stop him, he even took the time to push his
head against TP's and lick my cock.  After perhaps five minutes or more he
increased his speed and was rocking both TP and I back and forth.  It
didn't take him long to start unloading in the boy's ass, only when he
turned and began pulling back against TP did I plunge my cock in my
dog/boys mouth and give him the load he and Remus had built in my balls.

I truly would have loved having Remus do me once, but I had promised myself
to allow TP all the dick and cum Remus would give him.  By the time Riley
came to fetch his prize companion neither TP or the dog had enough energy
to do much more than lay on their mats looking at each other and following
me with their eyes.  When Remus didn't run up to his friend, Riley was
certainly surprised.

"You must have fucked him twenty times.  Normally Remus can't wait to stick
his nose up the leg of my shorts."

"Riley, I've never fucked another man's dog without asking permission.  But
Remus took advantage of TP's ass enough to wear himself out."  I was
somewhat insulted that Riley thought I'd fucked his companion.

"I was sure that you wanted to try out the guy's ass.  Almost everyone that
has ever asked me to allow Remus to visit has been tempted to do it.
That's why I seldom allow him to go with anyone else.  He seems to enjoy
getting mounted as much as mounting anyone."

"So I misssed the opportunity to do him?"  The thought that I could have
done the big dog at the same time he was doing TP had my cock raging.

"If you are interested and able, we could all go out back and have a little
show.  I've watched you fucking some of the shepards that show up at
Albert's and think Remus and you would make a good match."

Good match or not, I knew that I would enjoy plunging into Remus and riding
his tight ass until I came.  We gave Riley more of a show than he expected.
First I had TP rim his stud, an act that Riley swore over and over again
that he had never seen or expected to see.  With Remus nicely opened and
wet I stepped in behind him and let the head of my cock pop through the
anal muscle and stopped.  Riley must have been fucked regularly because he
didn't move at all as I held my cock in place and waited for TP to begin
working on his dick and balls.

Watching us the entire time Riley couldn't refrain from hauling out his
dick and masturbating.  You know that dicks come in all shapes and sizes,
Riley had one of those that you seldom see and wouldn't glance at twice.
The old man had been cruelly wounded or accidently maimed during
circumcision.  His cock when erect was about four inches long and without a
head, that didn't seem to lessen the pleasure he was feeling as his hand
made short jerky movements back and forth.

Twice on that first slide into the big dog I pulled TP from his work
beneath him to use his talented mouth on my balls and then my ass.  I was
surprised how much like a human's ass Remus's was.  I hadn't fucked that
many dogs and was still getting used to the feeling.  Remus was used to it
and when my balls bounced against him actually seemed to start using the
muscles inside to pull at me.  I didn't believe he actually could do that
and ignored the idea as I began long slow strokes in and out.  I wanted
that fuck to last.  Unfortunately, there was a problem, he was starting to
hump TP's mouth and Riley had moved in front of him and shot a weak load on
his snout.  The big dog with a big head and big tongue licked up every drop
and then leaned forward and cleaned up his friend's dick and balls.

Seeing such devotion to his friend I began matching his motions and was
soon at the apex upon which there is only one way down, a climax.  Remus
was there too and started unloading in TP's hungry mouth.  At that moment
there was nothing I could do but hold on and allow the cum to be sucked out
of my cock as fast as I spasmed.

In some ways Remus had been like a statue, none of his feet had moved,
other than leaning towards Rileys once, his head had remained stationary
never looking back to see what was invading him and his tail stayed
pointing towards the sky.  I debated about giving him an enema before I
pulled out, but decided that wasn't a good idea if he was to be riding in
Riley's Lexus. Besides, TP hadn't had a shower in the middle of the yard in
some time and he had done good work that deserved a reward.

The rest of the weekend was quiet.  I think we were both exhausted from our
visitor.  My ankle had been bothering me since standing in front of TP as
he received Remus' cock the first time.  Being rocked back and forth had
strained something and Monday morning when TP left for school it was still
bothering me.  I called the doctor and was able to move my visit to the
hospital up two days.  Two days before Valentines day instead of just
removing the pins that were supposed to come out the surgeon tightened a
ligament and put my entire leg in an unmovable cast.  I barely remember TP
visiting me that night.  Friday I underwent another operation on my jaw and
was on heavy pain medication for three more days.  Wednesday evening TP
took me home again.