That Damn Dog! (Gay Zoo)
By markagnew.
I was at the PC watching a bit of filth and getting a real good buzz, not to mention a hard-on at watching some hot ‘Daddy Bear’ shagging the arse of some skinny little twink who was moaning and groaning, telling the bear to fuck him harder. All the usual crap, I thought. That little fucker could take a telegraph pole up his arse and then ask if it was in yet! (hehe) But it had the desired effect on my old cock anyway. So I slipped my hand into my trackies, wondering if I had time to jerk a load out before my mate came back and started to rub the pre-cum around the head of my cock. That always gets me going!
I glanced over at the mutt to see what he was up to? And the video must have got him going as he was licking his cock like it was going out of fashion. ‘UGH,’ I thought, ‘that looks disgusting.’ But I was also curious, so I watched as his huge fucking cock slipped further out of its big hairy sheath. ‘Fuck me,’ I thought. ‘I pity the poor bitch that he gets to mount.’
My cock was rock hard, and I looked from the twink getting fucked to the mutt licking its cock. The video was just coming to the good part, and the twink started yelling, and the big bear was moaning and groaning! And I was seriously on the point of no return when I felt a big sloppy wet tongue on my cock! The fucking mutt was only licking my knob end. YUK, that’s fucking gross, I thought and made to get up, but the mutt had other ideas and jumped onto my front legs, effectively pinning me to the chair. I tried to get him off, and suddenly I grabbed his front legs, yanked him off, and shouted for it to fuck off!
We both stood there eyeballing each other, and I was thinking at the time. Show the ugly slobbering fucker no fear, I thought. But I had an idea it could smell my fear anyway. Suddenly it started growling softly from the pit of its belly. So I thought I know, I’ll show it my friendly side till me mate gets back from the shops. So I knelt in front of it (Nearly shitting myself at the same time) and reached my hand out to pet it, and that was it.
The slobbering fucker jumped on top of me, knocking the wind out. I fell flat on my back. Incidentally, my cock was still hanging out of my bloody trackies too. As I turned over to the dog, I had done what it wanted me to do precisely. Next thing, he’s got the waistband of my trackies between his teeth, trying to rip them off of me, except I didn’t realize it at the time. I heard the material rip, then my trackies were around my ankles, and the mutt pounced onto my arsehole and started lapping it for all it was worth.
I lay there with my hands over my head, feebly trying to protect my head as it continued lapping my arse. I could feel its huge wet tongue hit my hole a few times but just lay there thinking it was playing with me and it would soon tire itself out and go back to licking his big cock. Was I naive or what! Then it stood over me and just dropped its massive body onto my back and started humping.
‘Oh, sweet Jesus, I’m going to get raped by this big mutt, and there’s fuck all I can do about it.’
I felt its huge hard cock bang against my hole a few times as it kept humping, then BANG! It hit the spot dead on, and I felt its huge cock head stretching my virgin hole wider and wider. But I wasn’t prepared for what happened next as the mutt just thrust and thrust till it had all of its cock up my arse and started fucking me as hard and as fast as possible.
My arse hole was stinging and sore when I heard the front door open and banged shut again. Oh, fucking hell, he’s back, and I can’t move out from under this fucking dog raping my arse.
“Hi, mate, sorry I was so long…” his eyes bulged from his head, and his mouth hung open. Then he said, “Jesus Christ, mate! What are you doing to my fucking dog, you queer cunt?”
“I’m not doin’ nuffin, mate. The fucking thing is raping me,” I screamed up at him.
My mate laughed. “Sure… Sure! You might have told me before that you were into this shit. Blues got a huge cock on him, mate, and you’re taking the lot up your arse. You fucking queer cunt!”
I looked up at him and hissed through clenched teeth. “Listen, you bastard. You left me with a rapist dog who’s now raping my arse, and NO, I’m not enjoying it either, so get this fucking slobbering bastard off of me; otherwise, I’ll call the fucking cops and have it put down. You fucking hear me mate?”
“Yea, yea. I hear you mate, but sorry, no can do. When a dog breeds with a bitch, it gets its cock into its cunt. Thrusts a few time to get its cock good and hard, and then after that happens, its knot swells up inside the bitch to stop her from escaping. Then the dog starts shooting its puppy juice up the bitches twat to get her up the duff.”
“You’re a lying bastard! You want to see me fucking humiliated here. So get your fucking dog off of me, and we’ll call it a day, huh. I promise I won’t call the cops.”
Then I felt as if my arse hole was being pulled inside out! It was true what he said. The fucking dog’s cock WAS starting to swell inside my arsehole, and just when I thought I was going to pass out with the pain, the hurting stopped, and I could feel the dog’s cock squirting its spunk into my abused and sore hole.
My mate was checking it out closely now, and he said from behind me, “Hey mate, how does it feel? Not so sore now, eh? If you just relax and let it happen, you might enjoy it.”
Then I had a realization, “How do you know, you sad fucker? The dog been fucking you too?”
My mate just looked down at me, smiling, saying nothing, but I knew right there and then that he had been fucked by the dog and was enjoying watching it raping my arse too! He disappeared into the other room, came back with a camera, and took pictures. I could hear click-click-click as he took photos from different angles.
I slammed my fists into the carpet, shouting, “You are one sick bastard, mate. What are you going to do with those pictures, eh? Put em in your family album?”
“Nah, mate, I can make a small killing on the Internet with these pics, just a shame I wasn’t here earlier when the dog first jumped you. I can see your trackies are all torn up, so I’m guessing the dog did rape you.”
Then he amazed me when he bent down and started telling the dog how naughty it was raping a young virgin boy! Suddenly the dog began to try and pull out of my hole, and then the pain started all over again, but luckily my mate stopped him until its cock had shrunk down enough to slip out, and then I noticed the thickness and the length of its red cock. It was fucking huge!
“Told you it had a big cock on it, didn’t I. But you should see its knot when it’s fully swollen, THAT’S fucking huge, and you took the fucking lot the first-time, mate! I’m fucking proud of you,” my mate said, slapping my butt cheek.
“Give me a pair of your jeans, you sick cunt, so that I can get the fuck out of here. And as for our friendship, well, you can forget that too,” I said.
“Nah mate, You see, once you’ve been fucked by a dog, you’ll always want it. Even if you don’t let Blue here have your arsehole ever again, you’ll soon be looking for another dog to fuck you. Believe me. I know, mate,” he said with a wink.
I left his house vowing never to return and rubbing my sore arsehole, which was still very tender. And as I neared my house, I could feel the mutts spunk leaking out of my hole. At least that alone was easing the tender hole and then a bit further along the road. I suddenly realized I had the biggest hard-on I’ve ever had. I wondered why I got a hard-on after being raped by a fucking dog less than twenty minutes ago.
*****
A week has gone by since that damn dog raped my arse, and if the truth is known, my hole is still a bit tender, especially when I go to the loo. I even considered going to the doctors for a prescription or anything to ease the pain. And then I thought she would ask me why my arsehole is sore, and she’ll give me that knowing look! Anyway, what could I tell her? My arsehole is sore cause I got raped by a big slobbering brute of a dog, you dopey bitch. Yeah right! Like she’s going to swallow that one, so I just suffered in silence.
My ex-mate kept ringing me and leaving messages and texts all over. Still, there was no way I would get in touch with that fucker and his mutt ever again, and if there’s any justice in the world, the mutt will curl up and die, and his owner’s cock will decay and drop off along with his balls. Ha, that would be a laugh.
When I went out for a walk, I checked it out every time I saw a dog. Not the dog itself, but its cock and balls! ‘Fucking hell,’ I thought, ‘I am becoming a bloody pervert.’ Then there was a huge German Shepard lying down outside a pub licking its long red cock halfway out of its damn sheath, and it lifted its leg and started to lick the biggest pair of balls. I’d ever seen except on a fucking horse!
As I walked, I kept watching this dog, and then a young guy came out of the pub and grabbed it by the scruff of its neck and called it a dirty bastard cause it was licking its cock. I had my hands tight in my trackies and suddenly realized that I had a grip on my cock, which was rock hard, and I hadn’t even realized it!
I went to my local for a pint later that night and saw a few mates and had a game of pool and a good laugh. At least it took my mind off recent events, and after 5 or 6 pints, I decided to head home as it was getting late, and I was getting tired anyway. On my way, I cut through a large estate, not many people about, and it had started to drizzle with rain, so I walked a bit faster. I was thinking about what I would have for supper and then bedded when suddenly, this huge fucking dog appeared out of nowhere!
I was startled as I saw it just standing there in front of me, so as I looked at it, and it looked at me, I realized it was the German Shepard that was outside the pub. The young lad must have thrown it out for the night.”Poor fucker, I thought but carried on walking home. I wasn’t worried about the dog as I passed it, and it raised its head and had a good sniff at me, but a bit further on, I looked back to see where it was? And the fucker was right behind me! So I walked a bit more than looked back, and it was still following me till I got all the way home.
The rain was coming down, so I was glad to reach my front door and get inside the warmth, but I turned to shut the door. I saw the dog a short distance away, looking at me. I just slammed the door and went to get a sandwich and a beer, then settled down to watch the telly. A while later, it was still raining, so I turned everything off and climbed the stairs to bed. Before I got into bed, ready to have a good wank. I suddenly remembered the dog, so I looked out the window to see if it was still there?
Nope, it must have gone home. But as I got into bed, I thought I could hear a whining noise, then thought, ‘Nah, it must be the wind.’ But then I heard it again, louder this time, so I got my trackies on and crept downstairs and opened the door a crack to see if I could hear anything? and got the fright of my fucking life as the damn dog was pressed right up against me door trying to shield from the rain. I told it to shoo back to its place, but it wasn’t for moving, so against my better judgment, I opened the bloody door and let it in. Yea! I know, I’m a fucking idiot. But what could I do as the poor mutt stood in my hallway soaking wet and shivering?
“Right mate, one night, then your out on your ear in the morning, OK?”
The fucker looked at me with those hound dog eyes, so I clicked my fingers and pointed to the kitchen. I got some old towels to dry him off, and he stank to the high heavens. ‘Oh shit,’ I thought. ‘He’s going to stink the damn house out. I’m going to have to wash him.’ So without thinking, I took him up to the bathroom, shoved him under the shower, and turned it on as the dopey dog just looked at me. I had to get in with him to wash him as water alone wouldn’t clean him. So off came my trackies, and in I got. And what did the fucker do as soon as I got in? He took a long swipe at my balls with his sloppy wet tongue!
“And you can cut that out too, you dirty fucker. Your lucky I’m even letting you in the house, never mind me bleeding shower.”
So eventually, I got him cleaned up, and he smelt a lot better I had to admit, I took him downstairs and gave him a bowl of leftover pasta sitting in the fridge. I was wide awake, so I left him in the kitchen eating, and I got a beer and laid down on the couch. The mutt came in, promptly plopped himself in front of the fire, and started to clean himself off. As I watched him, my cock began to harden again then the mutt was licking his cock and balls just as it had outside the pub.
I still had a good buzz from my earlier drink and was feeling hot and horny watching the mutt, so I got my cock out and had a slow wank. The mutt noticed and ambled over to me, and yea! I let it lick the end of my hard cock. It felt pretty fucking good too. Then as I was wanking a bit harder, it started on my hairy balls, drooling all over them big nuts! “Yeah, boy! You go for it, mate” Then nudged its nose under my balls as if trying to get at my arsehole. I thought I’d been here before, but I was in control, at least in my place. So I spread my legs wide, and the dog’s snout was straight there! Licking and slurping on my tight hairy hole, and fucking hell, did it feel fucking good too!
I was horned up by now, but I wanted a bit of fun too, but no way was I going to let this dog up my arse as much as I might have wanted it! So I sat up and reached for the dog’s cock! I was dying to find out how big its cock was and get a handful of its big balls! So slowly, I wanked its cock as it got bigger and bigger, “Fucking hell, is there no end to this dog’s cock!” Then it started squirting a clear liquid, and I got some on my fingers and sniffed it, but it didn’t smell of anything.
So getting a bit bolder, I licked the end of my finger, but it didn’t taste of anything either! So I grabbed its cock again, and the mutt started to hump my hand, and its knot started to swell, and it just got bigger & bigger till it felt like I had an orange in my hand! I got the mutt to lay down on its side so I could have a better look and was just fucking amazed at what I saw! A huge red cock with a knot the size of a fucking orange. No wonder my arse was still tender a week later after getting fucked by something that big!
I got down beside the mutt, and it just lay there and let me have a good feel of its hot hard cock as I stroked my hand up and down, then I leaned in and had a good sniff. I suppose it smelt a bit funky, but nothing off-putting. Then I had an urge to taste the mutts cock! So I did. I grabbed hold of it and opened my mouth wide and sucked in as much as possible, then clamped my mouth shut and sucked hard! I remember thinking. “This is the first cock I’ve ever had in my mouth, and it’s a fucking dog’s cock too.”
But it tasted good, though. Then I held its huge balls that felt so hot and smooth and bigger than my fucking balls, that’s for sure! But the dog just lay there letting me suck on his big cock and rolling his balls in my hand, and then it started squirting again, not much at first, but then gradually it got more and more till there was so much of it began to dribble out of the corners of my mouth! But fucking hell, it felt boiling and horny to be doing this too. So I grabbed hold of my cock, and in seconds I was coming hard and fast! Sucking hard on the dog’s cock and shooting my load all over the fucking carpet! The dog wasn’t far behind me either, as its cock was now squirting quite freely.
I must have dozed off because I woke up with a parched throat covered in dry sticky cum! Another fucking shower, I thought. I looked around to see where the mutt was but did not find him in the sitting room, I went to the kitchen, and it was curled up against the boiler for warmth.
“What the fuck am I going to do about this mutt? I can’t keep him as he lives not that far away, and its owner will see us if I did. So what to do.”
I scratched my head as I climbed the stairs to bed, wondering. I had to admit to myself, though. He was a great-looking dog, and we did have some fun tonight, but if he did stay with me. I wondered how far it would go? Then I thought probably all the fucking way the next time I’ve had a good night’s drink, eh!
But I’ll deal with that tomorrow. Today. Whenever.
*****
I got up early and went down to the kitchen for a mug of tea, and the mutt was there to greet me, puffing and panting with its tail wagging like the clappers. It had been a long time since anyone or anything was pleased to see me, even if it was a scruffy bloody dog. I patted its head and put the kettle on, then sat with my tea, wondering what to do with this damn dog? I decided just to open the door and throw him out like his owner had done last night.
‘The little shit,’ I thought. So after Id fed him and myself, I got showered and dressed and left for work with the mutt in tow. We’d soon be parted when the bus came, that’s for sure, but then I heard a load of yelling and turned to see the little shit calling the mutts name. The dog immediately dropped its belly to the floor and started to crawl towards this guy, and when he got up to him, the guy kicked the mutt in its ribs! Well, that was it! I flew up there and confronted the little shit.
“Oi! Just what the fuck do you think your doing, mate. Why are you kicking the poor fucking animal for? What’s he done to you?”
“Who the fuck are you? He spat back. Mind your fucking business cunt! It’s my fucking animal, and I’ll do whatever the fuck I like to it, so fuck off, OK.”
“You kick that dog one more time, mate, and I’m going to kick you! All the way down this fucking street. OK MATE”
He hesitated, and I knew I had the upper hand. He was just a big bully. Just a shame the bloody dog didn’t turn on him and bite the arse off of him!
“Well, since you’re so fond of the fucking animal, you have it, and good luck to you.”
I stood there stunned and watched as the guy walked away back to his place. I looked down at the mutt as he sat looking at me, his tail swishing back and forth on the ground. “Well, I fucking walked straight into that one, didn’t I” I was thinking. But I had to think fast for a reason not to go into work, so I ran home with the mutt in tow, called the garage, and told them I wouldn’t be in for the rest of the week. “Yeah, got a touch of food poisoning, mate. I got the runs and kept vomiting. Yeah, sure, I’ll be in on Monday, but I’ll ring you on Friday just to make sure. Cheers, Mate, and thanks for understanding.”
I looked at the mutt, sat in front of the fire, and said. “That’s the last bloody time I lie for you, mate, and now I’m fucking stuck with you, and what am I going to do with a German Shepard anyway? I don’t even know what your bleeding name is. What the fuck am I going to call you?”
Then it came to me in a flash! ‘NERO’ That’s what I’ll call him. It sounded good for such a big animal scared of little shits like his previous owner. But I was to find out later that Nero was not afraid once freed from his tormentor. Quite the opposite!
Later in the afternoon, I went to pick up some stuff for Nero. Lead—dog food. Dog bowl etc., and afterward called into the pub for a pint. I felt a bit horny and thought maybe later Id watch a good bluey and have a long slow wank. So I got another pint, which made me feel even hornier, and after four pints! I was ready to fuck anything with a hole! So I made my way home, and as I got through the front door, Nero was all over me like a rash.
“OK, boy. OK, mate. Calm down now,” I showed him his lead, but he backed away from it like he was frightened, so I put it away in the drawer. Then I put his two bowls down, one for water and the other for food. He drank all of the water and then came to sit with me in the sitting room. I was still horny but couldn’t be bothered getting up to put the vid on, so I just lay there rubbing my cock through my jeans.
Soon enough, there was a wet spot where my pre-cum was seeping through, and Nero sniffed it and started to lap at it. So I dropped my jeans and briefs and let him lick the head of my cock as it was oozing pre-cum. Nero loved it, and so did I, and when he was done with my cock he went to work on my big balls! God, the feeling of his rough wet tongue on my balls felt great! He kept that up for a while, then started to nudge under my balls to get to my hairy hole.
“Jesus, but your one fucking horny mutt ain’t you, Nero,” He barked to say yes. So I got my jeans off, sat back on the sofa, held my legs wide open, and told him to go for it. I never realized I could get so fucking turned on by a fucking dog’s tongue slobbering over my arse hole!
Nero kept swiping his tongue up and down my arse crack, and I suddenly thought about that other dog raping my arse and how sore it was as it shoved it into me hard and fast. However, it did feel hot and horny to know a dog was fucking me, even though it hurt like hell! And if the truth is known. I did enjoy it in the finish. I think my pride hurt more than my arse hole, so as I watched Nero’s long wet tongue swiping my hot hole, I decided that I would let him fuck me! And bugger the pain, at least I had till Monday to get over it before going back to work.
I dropped my legs down, and Nero whined as if he objected, but I said, looking at him. “Don’t worry, boy. I’m going to give you a big treat today cause today you get to bang my nearly virgin arse hole. OK boy? And as if he knew what I said precisely, he barked once.
So I turned over and laid over the edge of the settee and patted my arse. “Well, come on, boy, before I change my mind here. Get on me back and ram that big fucking cock of yours up my tight arse and give me a good seeing, OK boy! Go for it” And go for it he did! he was on my back in a flash and jabbed at my arse twice. The third time he hit the spot, and with two shoves, his big cock was deep in my arse hole.
I gasped with the sudden shock, but it sure as hell felt horny. Then the bugger went hell for leather at my hole as he gripped my waist tight and pulled me closer into his body to get deeper into my hole! God, but this was brilliant getting pounded by Nero’s big cock. Suddenly, he stopped, and I felt the familiar swelling in my arse hole. Nero’s knot was growing, and it felt fucking huge too.
We were like that for what seemed like ages. Then I felt Nero squirt his hot doggy cum deep into my guts! Coating my insides. I never realized it until then, but my cock was rock hard! and leaking pre-cum like a tap, So I grabbed it and started wanking as my life depended on it. But it was when I started cumming, that I had the most amazing feeling! As I shot rope after rope of hot cum onto the settee, my arse muscles squeezed every time I shot another rope, and the sensations were brilliant! I never knew my arse hole could feel so good.
But soon, it was all over, and Nero had finished shooting his load into me, and his huge knot went down enough so he could pull it free of my hole. I suddenly felt the rush of cool air on my stretched hole and felt a bit empty, but good old Nero went to work straight away, licking at my tender hole and licking some of his cum leaked out. Finally, I lay on the settee thinking things over, and yea! Although my arse hole did feel a bit bashed and bruised, and no wonder either, looking at the size of Nero’s fucking cock!
Not to mention his huge swollen knot! But boy, was it ever worth it, and I was looking forward to the next time Nero would make me his bitch? You can bet your sweet arse I am.
The End.
*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Remember, even the limited editing done here doesn’t always mean the narrative/plot flaws in a story are fixed.
