XXX-Fiction

By Bruce Turner. I left the meeting steaming. Yes, I’m 70 years old but ageism and stupidity still make my blood boil, a young shit had publicly commented that I was too old to be gay. How could anyone think that a part of your life stopped because you were aging? I admit that sex is less frequent, and any emotional attachment is now unlikely, but I still have the desire and the contacts to have enough sex to keep

By IncognitusSolum. When I was 18, I lived with my Mom, but she was always at Granny’s since she was sick and needed someone to care for her. She lived nearby so we would go there for dinner, but sometimes, I would go home, and my Mom would have to stay over. We Have a dog named Zeus, large sized dog, very well-behaved most of the time; sometimes, he would hump my leg, which I thought was funny but would

By worik brown. I bought myself a computer earlier this year, and it wasn’t long before I found my way into all the porn sites I could handle. One day, I was visiting a site that had free links to anything and everything that had to do with sex. As I scrolled down, I noticed a link called “dog sex” and was intrigued to check it out. That’s when I saw my first bestiality picture; it was a sexy woman

By Unknown. It was late on a Saturday when 18-year-old Chad and his dog, Flint, walked down the street opposite the river. They returned from the park after a long day of walking and fetching, Chad smiling as the sun turned the sky a purply-orange color. A man, about fifty years of age, approached the two and stopped them with a smile. “Do you know the way to Bell Street?” the man asked. “If you go back the way you

By paddler20. It all began in my senior year of high school. When I turned 18, my father bought me a used car, which I drove to school and my after-work job. I would drive to my favorite cousin’s house on weekends. Scott is three years older than me and has his place. It’s not much, just a single-wide trailer sitting on half an acre of land, but it’s all his. Scott has always been a bit of an oddball

By SamsBestFriend. I have retired to my bedroom for the night to begin that period that I had come to call “The Waiting Game.” The Waiting Game took place in the hours between the end of dinner – when the kitchen had been cleaned, my parents had settled in front of the television to watch their usual line-up of shows and then eventually headed upstairs to their bedroom following the late-night news – and the moment I would open the

By Jack1e. One hot summer day many years ago, I was hiking in the woods near some residential properties shortly after I turned eighteen. I stopped to admire the view and relax for a couple of minutes. The sun was warm, the wildflowers were blooming, and the butterflies were flitting. It was close to the perfect day. Suddenly, from out of the woods, a medium-large dog with brown and black scraggly hair approached me, the jingling of his dog tags

By Bestial. I got a call Wednesday afternoon. My brother was going into the hospital for tests (He has Diabetes). He asked me if I could come out and watch the place for a while. Could I watch The Place?! The neighbor’s raised Arabians. You’re damned right I would! “Anything for my brother,” I said, trying to keep the excitement out of my voice. When I got there, it was better than I hoped. The neighbor’s had taken two of

By 01elad. It was an average morning for Joe. As soon as he got out of bed, Joe let his 20-year-old sub out of the kennel, which he was made to sleep in with his dog, a mastiff named Rex. His sub, Stew, sprung out of the crate and immediately sucked his Daddy’s thick flaccid cock into his mouth, his nose pressed into his sweaty pubes, and his Daddy’s hairy beer belly laying on top of his head. His father

By Stormy8330. Hi there. As always, I had changed the names, and when things happened, everything else was a true event. You should read the stories to give more background. Typical Day, One Fine Night, What a Weekend. This has been a strange weekend for me. Today has been the strangest day in a very long time. I have been on the floor all day. Playing with our dog Oliver, and by that, I mean playing tug or running after

By sex_freak69. It was late at night, and I was super horny. I’ve always wanted to get involved with animals but never had the balls to do so. But that night, it finally took over my body. I jumped on Craigslist and looked; it was a no-go. I was somewhat upset. So I decided if I couldn’t suck a horse’s cock then I could at least suck someone’s cock. If it’s two things that I love when sucking a cock,

By DogLover. My name is Dwayne, and I like to fool around with dogs. I’m 5’10” and weigh 185 pounds. I lift weights regularly and run in good weather. I have blonde hair, blue eyes, and very fair skin. I consider myself a fairly regular guy…well, aside from my fascination with bestiality. The following is how this part of me came into being. While I now consider myself an avid fan of the zoophile world, I haven’t had many chances

By Billynjguy. My name is Billy. I am in my 40s, but this story goes back to when I was young. I grew up normal but with little experience with girls and women. Being this was the case, most, if not all, of my sexual orientation and experimenting was alone through masturbation, which I discovered at puberty. Starting, I was a steady once-or twice-a-day kind of boy. I would find the urge overtook me at various times, whether in the