It’s Amazing What Can Happen After a Hot Shower

By Rob UK.

I had a nice hot shower where the water hits you with jets of burning liquid, tingling all over. I turned down the heat, unscrewed the shower spray head, leaving just the rubber pipe, pushed it between my ass cheeks, and felt the water pressure on my hole. I relaxed my muscles until I could push the tube inside my arsehole and felt the water fill up my bowels. I could feel the water gurgling into my stomach, knowing it was time to stop.

I had about a gallon of warm water sloshing around inside of me, making me feel bloated and stretching my belly towards being painful. I squatted down in the tub and relaxed my asshole. A rush of water came, bits of brown turd mixed with it. Still, it came to a flood of water, emptying itself from me. I could feel my intestines closing behind the water as the vacuum left behind the water sucked them closed.

The flow was slowing now. I started to push the remains of the water out, and more bits of turd started to come out now. The water turned brown. The last few squirts and I were finished. I rinse around the tub, dry myself with the towel, and look in the top drawer for some clean underwear.

No clean pants, damn, I left them over the back of the chair downstairs. I would have to go down to get them. No matter how high your heating, it always feels cold when you’ve had a hot shower, so I put on a dressing gown.

As I descended the stairs, my large German shepherd dog looked up at me on the floor and beat his tail up and down, making a rhythmical thump. I petted his head as I walked past the chair against the far wall. There were no underpants on the top, as I thought.

I went to look in the utility room where the washing machine was. I looked in the laundry basket, but nothing. I opened the machine door and looked at nothing.

“Yooowwww,” something very cold and wet had just touched my balls!

There behind me was Jack, my German shepherd! He must have followed and sniffed at me as I bent over to look in the machine. I told him off, petted his head and scratched behind his ears, then returned to the living room to look for these bloody pants!

There they were! Lying on the floor behind the chair. Jack pushed past me as I approached the chair and leaped up into it. After all, it was ‘his’ favorite chair. I couldn’t pull it out with his weight, so I had to reach for my pants. I couldn’t reach it, so I got down on my hands and knees to reach further behind it. I still couldn’t reach it, so I looked up and pushed Jack out of the chair to move it. He growled a bit but jumped down, and, still on my hands and knees, I moved it to one side and could now reach them.

The next moment, I felt this large weight land on my back, knocking the wind out of me. Stunned and pinned against the wall beside the chair, I realized what was happening with a rush of panic. My pedigree black German shepherd was trying to mate with me! Occasionally, he sniffs at my crotch while sitting in my chair watching telly and scratching him behind his ears. When he sniffed my just-showered balls, he’d never been inclined to mount me, not even trying to grab my leg, as you hear others say.

He had a tight grip around my waist, and his back legs were between mine. He was pressed tight against my back. My dressing gown had gone up over my back with his front paws. I could feel and hear him breathing rapidly above my head. I felt him jabbing away with his tool, sharp, painful stabs against the back of my thighs. I struggled to pull away, but because I was against the wall, I could only turn to the side or go backward. But with the sharp pain behind me, I could only turn to the left. He kept a tight grip on me; he just kept stabbing away and followed every movement I made, seeming to get even more excited as I struggled.

Then it happened! He found his target. After my self-inflicted enema, I must have been stretched because he easily gained entry! I kept pulling away in panic, and he clung on, thrusting away with his hips, forcing his already enlarging cock into my asshole. As his precum started to provide some lubrication, the burning pain of his entry started to subside. I even found, to my utter amazement, that I had an erection!

I was totally confused; I had never had anal sex before and had stumbled across the shower enema as a teenager of 16 years old. I tried again to pull free and started to stand up. Jack growled from his position above and behind my head. I stopped, then tried again. He growled louder and longer, this time touching his bared teeth against my neck. I realized I was in trouble! I had to stay as I was, on all fours, with this 120-pound dog on my back, pounding away at my virgin asshole!

I remained still and found that with my panic and fear, my asshole muscles were tense. This made the in-out motion of his cock painful. I started to relax and found that he could go deeper. I could feel this tension within my bowels, as if he was hitting my stomach or something. It was quite uncomfortable, and I shifted around and found that if I lowered my shoulders to the floor, the discomfort would ease. I could now feel a large ball shape pressing against my sore asshole ring, and I felt Jack trying hard to force this inside me. I knew of the ‘knot’ from wildlife programs on TV. There was no way I was going to let that inside me! With a dog the size of Jack, it would have been the size of a large orange!

After what seemed like 5-10 minutes, Jack slowed his thrusts until he eventually stopped. He stood above me, his front paws on the floor on either side of me, his cock still firmly planted in my asshole, panting away. My cock was throbbing under me, and as I clenched my asshole muscles, there was an incredible sensation of pleasure from somewhere! Then I could feel Jack’s cock pulsating in me; I could feel his heartbeat in the blood pressure that had engorged his cock.

Next, I could feel his hot cum squirting inside my bowels! Short, powerful blasts, hitting my insides with rhythmic pulses. I reached down and started to tug away at my erection. As soon as I touched my throbbing cock, it exploded with load after load of cum. I had never cum so much or as hard before in my life! Then Jack started licking the back of my head, then around my ears, until finally, he moved backward and pulled free of my asshole. I felt his fresh cum run from me and down my legs. He went straight there, licking it all up, even forcing his huge head between my legs to get at the puddle of cum under my shrinking cock!

I was in a daze. What had just happened? We had been together for half an hour, and looking around at him, his doggy cock was still erect. Hanging down between his legs, still squirting clear thin cum and pulsing up and down. He licked me clean and stood there as if paralyzed. I moved over and had a good look at him. My god! The size and length of his cock! It was about 9 inches long and about 2 inches in diameter, and the knot was the size of a large orange. If that had gotten in me, I would have been in trouble!

He stood like that for another 15 minutes. He became fidgety and turned around several times before thumping into the floor. He busied himself with washing his now shrinking cock, licking around it until his knot returned to his sheath and his whole cock was neatly packed away again. I still couldn’t believe his cock could become that size and promised myself I would try this again after my sore asshole had recovered!

 

The End.

 

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