My Gay Dog
Let me say that this is barely
edited. I went through it really, really quickly just now and should probably spend an hour or two alone in the cellars with it, but I don't have that much time. So, I hope you'll forgive me. -rr Synopsis: Lisa's dog is a stud. In fact, she named him Stud! in a fit of sexual anticipation, unfortunately the dog seems to have a real thing for Lisa's boyfriend.Story Codes: FMDog, Bestiality, Oral, Anal, Rom, humor
Fiction for adults only copyright 2005-2011 Rachael Ross all rights reserved.
My Gay Dog
By Lisa Oquias
I have a 4 year old black lab and I just found out he’s gay. I always like animals, especially dogs, and when I was still in high school I was looking for information about dogs, part of a homework assignment. I always tried to find ways to make school interesting, you know? So I was doing a report and I got on the internet and tried to look up information on how dogs mate. Sounds easy, huh?
That's how I found myself looking at little movies of dogs mating alright. Mating with women! And then I found stories, and newsgroups, and forums, and chatrooms…And I was hooked! I’m cute, not so ugly I can only get a date with a dog or anything like that, and my body is all the right size and my hair is long and blonde, but I’m not dumb! Anyone who looks into my bright blue eyes knows that!
But a dog? Hmmm...I like dogs. I said that before, but I’ll keep saying it. And the more I found out about dogs and how they’re fabulous lovers, well...I wanted one of my own! Not a little dog, no way! And not too big either, cause I was starting college and I had to feed myself first. Do you have any idea how much a Great Dane eats? I do, cause I asked! It’s a lot! So I needed a nice sized dog that was handsome and smart and well mannered. Like a boyfriend, you know, except better.
That’s how I got my black lab and I named him Stud! With an exclamation point. He was just a puppy, but I knew if I gave him a name like Stud! he’d have to live up to it. I trained him myself too, or I tried to. I read all the little articles I could find and talked to a lot of people in chatrooms. But most of them were full of shit, I figured, since they just wanted to know what I was wearing, and where I was from, and if I wanted to come be their little doggy bitch slave girl. Losers!
I tried to get Stud! to lick me, and he wouldn’t. I tried using peanut butter, and jelly, and tuna fish, and bacon…But all he did was eat the food and leave me frustrated! I didn’t understand what I was doing wrong! And when he was old enough I started playing with his dick. Stud!’s got a nice one too. Like seven inches long and real fat in the middle. I played with it and sucked it and did everything I could think of to get that dog horny and hard, but it would just slip out a little, all shiny and pink, and then slip right back inside his furry sheath.
I’d have worried about myself, if I hadn’t had like 5 boyfriends at that time. When Stud! would reject my attentions, I’d call a guy up and ask him if I got him excited and they always said yeah. They’d come by and get me and we’d go out and I’d end up sucking the guy off, or letting him go down on me, or both…and then we’d fuck really hard! But I was always pretending it was Stud! and not my boyfriend I was with, and I kept wondering why my dog wouldn’t do anything with me.
And then, a short time ago, it all became clear. I brought a guy home for a change, into the apartment I shared with Stacy, since she was gone for the weekend. Usually we have a little rule about bringing guys around…Don’t! because once a guy gets in your apartment, they never leave. Ever notice that? Afterwards it’s always “Let’s go to your place, baby!” and we don’t need that. But, with Stacy gone and this guy being so cute and his car being a motorcycle and his apartment being filled with his 23 frat brothers…uh, I broke the rule.
Stud! really liked the guy, which was cool at first, cause I was a little worried. He didn’t get out a lot and I wasn’t sure how he’d react to a stranger being in the house. But Stud! just wagged his tail and sniffed the guy and generally made it known that he liked being scratched behind the ears, so Dave (my boyfriend) scratched him.
Later, me and Dave started getting down to what we really wanted. He’s a good looking guy too, not really big or anything, like 5’8 maybe and 160lbs, but so cute with his green eyes and light brown hair. We were making out at first, just kissing and he was feeling my tits and I was rubbing his dick. And the whole time Stud! was there, sitting on the floor watching us. It didn’t bug me, but I think it made Dave a little nervous.
I was thinking, wow, maybe Stud! will get the idea, you know? Like maybe even jealous or something if sees some other guy doing his bitch, meaning me. I hoped so anyway, so I really made a big show of being turned on. I was moaning and purring and acting like a total porn slut, or something, but Dave didn’t mind. I pulled his cock out, a nice one like 7 inches maybe and thick, and I started sucking him slowly, watching Stud! out of the corner of my eye.
The dog seemed fascinated and stared at me as I swirled my tongue around the swollen head, kissing and licking down the shaft slowly. I took the head in my mouth and washed it thoroughly, flicking the tip of my tongue against Dave’s little pee hole and everything. He was really digging it too, he had his hands in my hair and he was moaning and pulling me mouth down so his dick stretched my lips into a tight O shape. I deep throated him a little too, sinking my face all the way down until Dave’s pubes tickled my chin.
Then I got the surprise of my life! Stud! came over and started tonguing Dave’s dick too! I’d lifted my mouth off him, catching a breath after deep throating the guy, and then there was my dog, licking happily away at Dave’s cock.
I was like, “What are you doing?” I pushed the dog away and Dave just laughed.
“That was weird,” he said and then it got weirder because a second later Stud! was back, licking Dave’s big dick like an ice cream cone!
“Stupid dog!” I grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and dragged Stud! into my bedroom and closed the door. He’d never licked me like I was ice cream, that was for sure!
Anyway, so we got back to it, Dave and I, and it wasn’t long before I straddled his beautiful big cock and bouncing away on it happily. I’m blessed with a really orgasmic body or something, I don’t know. Some of my girlfriends say they hardly ever cum, but I always do, or so it seems, and that night was no exception. I hugged Dave tightly and climaxed hard, like one orgasm after another, and it was soooooo good! But Stud! kept whining and scratching at the door and making all kinds of a fuss…It got sort of distracting, you know? Like my orgasms were good, but not as good as they'd have been if I could really concentrate on them.
Dave had already cum inside me once, but he was into this weird tantric sex thing, or maybe he was just multi-orgasmic too, I don’t know. He could cum and just keep fucking me, not going soft at all, and then cumming again. He’d done it like 4 times with me before, like a solid hour of sex, and he told me his personal best was 6 orgasms in two hours…That’s what I wanted!!
“Just let him out, it’s okay,” Dave told me and I guess he was feeling the same way I was.
I took a deep breath and slipped off Dave’s cock, feeling all the wetness from our fucking running down my thighs. Dave had shot a pretty big load up in me with that first one and I really hoped he had a lot more where that came from. I walked over to the bedroom door and opened it and Stud! darted out, past my legs, and then stopped, lifting his nose and sniffing a little. That dog homed right in on my cunt, a lot more so than he ever had with peanut butter, that’s for sure. His tongue lashed out and he was all over my pussy, gobbling me up like the dog was starving or something!
I was liking it, but sort of annoyed too. I mean, why now? Dave was here, his dick was hard as a rock and waiting for me, and now Stud! wants my pussy? “Too bad, dog!” I pushed him away and walked back over to Dave, climbing on his cock and sinking down slowly, feeling our fuck juices squishing around him as he went all the way inside. Dave grabbed my ass and thrust up nicely and soon we were right back where we left off, except…
“What the hell is that?” I gave a little gasp and turned my head. There was Stud! lapping at Dave’s balls while he fucked me, slurping up his sweat and the juices that had run down like it was the best tasting stuff in the world! Stud!’s nose was cool and wet and poking right against my little butthole too, and that bothered the hell out of me!
“Don’t…” Dave breathed, holding me even tighter, “…it feels really good!”
I couldn’t believe my boyfriend was getting off on my dog’s tongue! But it was true, and as if to prove it, Dave was soon cumming deep inside me. He was moaning and groaning like I hadn’t ever heard him before and I swear, I could feel his hot jizz surging up into my womb like a geyser! It had to because Stud! was tonguing Dave’s jewels, not because he was fucking me. I lost the mood completely. Like who wouldn’t?
“Let me up!” I pushed at Dave’s chest and he stared at me with a little disbelief. “Let me go!” I told him again and I finally slipped free of Dave, knocking Stud! out of the way.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” he wondered stupidly, sitting there with his cock still big and hard, and still jerking just a little so that cum ran out of the tip and down the shaft.
“Don’t baby me.” I frowned. Stud! was back on Dave’s balls, and now with me out of the way, his long tongue worked the length of my boyfriend too, seemingly wrapping all the way around the shaft. And Dave wasn’t pushing him away either, I noticed.
“What’s wrong?” Dave looked so confused and that just annoyed me even more.
“Nothing,” I said curtly and I walked out of the room, into my bedroom and slammed the door.
I fully expected Dave to come knocking a minute or two later. I mean that’s what boyfriends do, you know? All my other ones did. But when 5 and then 10 and finally 15 minutes passed, with me just laying there, staring up at the ceiling with Dave’s cum leaking from my still hungry hole…Well, What was wrong? Had he left? That was unimaginable!
So, I got up, deciding I’d just peek, see what he was doing, you know? I opened the door slowly, peering around the doorway, down the few feet of hallway and into the living room and there, if you can believe this, was Dave, my boyfriend, laying back on the couch with his legs spread, while Stud!, my dog, was sucking his cock!
Well, not sucking it, I guess, but he might as well have been. I stared as that dog worked his mouth all over Dave’s big shiny dick. The animal was gentle even, like he knew he had to be careful. It was surreal. He licked and lapped and even took some of Dave’s cock in his mouth. I kept wondering why those teeth didn’t hurt, but all Dave did was sit back and smile and rub Stud!’s head once in awhile. My boyfriend was acting like it was the best blowjob he’d ever gotten in his life!
Just a few minutes later, when I was about to return to my bedroom and call 911 to report a dog molester, Dave started groaning!
“Here it comes, big boy! Ohhhhh shit…Here comes my load…Eat it up, bitch…Eat my cum!” His sperm shot like a foot in the air and Stud! was all over it, licking it up as quickly as he could, even trying to catch it in the air, I think. He was swallowing Dave’s cum like a shaggy whore from Jersey!
“What the fuck!” I practically shouted, walking into the living room with my hands clenched into little fists of outrage. “What are you doing to my dog?”
“Huh?” Dave looked at me, startled and a little embarrassed, as his face reddened noticeably. At least he had that much decency left. “He was…I was…Uhhhh…It felt good so I…errr…”
“My dog is eating your cum!” I grabbed Dave’s arm and yanked him. “Get out of here you perv! Go on, get the fuck out!”
Stud! jumped out of the way and sort of looked at us confused. But when Dave finally did get up, sort of biting his lip so he wouldn’t say anything to me he’d regret later, Stud! started wagging his tail and reared up on his hind legs, wrapping his paws around Dave’s waist from behind.
I thought the animal was attacking him at first and I jumped back myself about 3 or 4 feet. Dave didn’t know what was going on, but maybe he thought Stud! was just playing with him. He sort of turned and smiled a little apologetically and tried to get away, but a 4 year old black lab isn’t that small. Stud! is pretty strong too and taking Dave by surprise like that gave the animal some leverage.
Dave went down to his knees as about 75 pounds of warm fur jumped on his back and just like that Stud! started thrusting with his hips. I blinked hard at the sight, I couldn’t really believe what I was seeing, but sure enough, there was Stud!’s big long cock, all pink and shiny and already dripping poking around rapidly looking for an opening. My dog wanted to mate with Dave!
“Hey! What the hell?” Dave wasn’t sure what was going on but he knew something wasn’t right. He was trying to scramble away, on his hands and knees now, just like the bitch Stud! wanted him to be. My dog followed him around too, keeping his front paws tightly locked and still thrusting with his hips as he tried to walk awkwardly. It would have been pretty funny under other circumstances.
I just stood there and stared and I didn’t have a really good view, but I guess Stud!’s cock finally found it’s mark because Dave all of a sudden got a look on his face like someone had just shot him with one of those electric stun guns or something. His eyes went wide and his mouth opened in a big O shape and his whole body went stiff.
“OWWWWWCH!” Dave made a loud sound of painful surprise, which I admit I sort of liked hearing and then he really started trying to get away, but Stud! had him now and my dog was fucking Dave’s asshole…his once virgin hetero asshole…like 200 miles per hour and clinging to my boyfriend like his life depended on it. Stud!’s tongue lolled out of his mouth and he looked positively ecstatic. Dave wasn’t gonna get him off…well, not like he wanted to anyway.
“Help, Lisa…Oooh shit! That hurts!...Lisa!! Awww…fuck…Get him off…Please!”
“Uh-uh!” I grinned at him and just leaned against the wall, folding my arms over my tits. “Look, you know the rules, Dave. You got off, now your boyfriend wants his fuck. You don’t wanna be a tease, believe me.”
“Wha…Owww! What the fuck is that?” Dave twisted around, trying to see what was going on, or maybe still trying to get away, but Stud! wasn’t taking none of that. He growled and nipped Dave on the shoulder, not drawing blood, but it was a little scary, realizing that Stud! was an animal, domesticated or not, and instincts are strong.
“I’d stay still, Dave,” I told him, without a smile. I did still like the guy, you know. “Just let him get his nut and then it’ll be over.”
“Uhhh…” He swallowed hard and looked at me, nodding reluctantly. “You won’t tell anyone…will you, Lisa?”
“What?” I stared at him in disbelief. Like what is it with guys? “Of course not! God! I’m not gonna say I date a fag who lets dogs fuck him in the ass! What’s wrong with you?”
“What? I’m not gaaaaaheeey!” he groaned and his whole body jerked and I moved around so I could see what was going on.
“Holy shit, Dave, Stud!’s got like a grapefruit or something in his dick!”
“Wha-What?” He braced himself against Stud!’s cock as the dog tried to shove that big ball of a knotted muscle into my boyfriend’s ass. It looked seriously painful and I didn’t think there was any way Dave was gonna take it.
“There’s this lump thingy...” I tried to explain with a shrug. “I think he’s trying to get it in your butt or something.”
“Ohhh shit…No! I’m already sore as hell…His dick is big, Lisa…D-Don’t let him…Nooo ohhhh shit!”
It was too late and I wish I was a physics major, cause maybe then I could explain how something as big as a grapefruit got shoved up my boyfriends tight little ass…But I’m not. My major is in geography, I think. I can never remember, anyway…All of a sudden it just sort of popped inside and Dave screamed and stayed very, very still while Stud! just kind of short stroked him, working his dick back and forth really fast.
“I think he’s gonna cum, Dave!” I ran to my bedroom.
“G-Good…Hey…w-where…? But I didn’t hear the rest; I was busy getting my camera.
“Oh yeah!” I grinned and *flash* started getting some really good pictures. “This is gonna be a Kodak moment for sure!” *flash*
Stud! was whining now and all of a sudden he just really flexed his hips hard and I knew he was cumming good. His cock must have been way up inside Dave to, like poking my boyfriend’s prostate or something, because I got a nice *flash* shot of Dave’s hard cock jerking and shooting onto the carpet.
“My dog made you cum!” I laughed. *flash* “He came in your ass and you came too! The same time!” *flash* “How romantic!”
“Lisa…Ohhh God…” Dave groaned, breathing hard, but smiling too. I don’t think he quite realized I was taking pictures yet. But then he did. *flash* “Lisa! Oh shit! No…Don’t…” *flash* “Lisa…You can’t do that to me!”
“Do what?” I asked innocently. “Come on, Dave. You look so good like that, such a cute couple.” *flash* “And Stud! doesn’t mind, do you?”
Stud! had pushed himself off my boyfriend’s back and turned around, so they were butt to butt with Stud!’s big dick still inside Dave. I’d guess that big knot of muscle, or whatever it was, wasn’t coming out anytime soon.
“I’ll be right back!” I promised and grabbed my bathrobe, ignoring Dave’s protests. He wasn’t going anywhere either, not with Stud!’s dick in his ass. I went up to the 4rd floor and gave my camera to my friend, Mrs. Wilkes. She was like 80 and I liked to help her out, you know. So she didn’t really mind I woke her up and gave her my camera to keep for a few days. Well, she did a little, but I smiled at her and it was okay. Dave would be desperate for that film, I knew, but he’d never look for it there!
I hurried back downstairs, hoping I hadn’t missed anything and I hadn’t. They were still locked together on my living room floor.
“Can you get it out yet?” I asked Dave and he just glared at me. “Oh, don’t worry. Those pictures are just for me, Dave. I’d never show them to anyone, I swear.” I had my fingers crossed though, because I had some friends who’d just die if they ever saw something like this! But they wouldn’t tell anyone, I was sure.
“Yeah right,” he muttered, but it looked like he wanted to believe me.
“Does it hurt?” I wondered, trying not to giggle.
“No, um…Not really. It just feels funny, sort of like a guy ache, except lower.” He shrugged a little. “But for a while there, I mean when he was cumming…” Dave started turning red again. “It felt pretty good.”
“I bet,” I nodded. “Someday I’ll try anal sex maybe,” I said mostly to myself, and then saw the hopeful look on Dave’s face. “But not with you!” I laughed at him. “And not with a dog either, that’s for sure! God, you shoulda seen the size of that thing!”
“I’m glad I didn’t,” Dave said.
Eventually the swelling went down enough so that Stud! could pull his cock out of my boyfriend’s ass. The dog went immediately to work cleaning his own dick and balls, while Dave stood up slowly. He had scratches around his hips, and there was a lot of sperm and doggie juice leaking out of his gaping anus. It looked pretty intense and I just pointed to the bathroom. Dave nodded and he was in there a long time while I tried to clean my carpet. It was amazing how much doggy goo had come out with Stud!’s cock.
When Dave returned and got dressed he was still walking funny and he said he wouldn’t be sitting down for a week. I held the door for him and gave Dave a kiss on the cheek. “Here, you might need this.” I handed him a plastic bag and he looked inside it confused.
“What’s this for?” It was full of dog food, milk bones, dog shampoo, some chew toys, and a leash.
“Cause you’re taking Stud! with you,” I informed my ex-boyfriend and Stud! was already there, sniffing at Dave’s crotch and wagging his tail. “Obviously he likes you more than me. So…Good luck and have fun.”
I pushed Dave out the door and Stud! followed him eagerly, and I closed the door on Dave and my gay dog forever.