My Friend Brutus

By Randall
keldric@hotmail.com

Disclaimer.
This story contains graphic details of sex between a male dog and me (a male). If this offends you, then please do not read it. If this story's contents are illegal in your area then please do not read it. This story was not meant to be offensive to anyone, but simply as a way for me to relive and enjoy a wonderful time in my life and to share it with those who also enjoy this lifestyle. If you do find this story enjoyable, please feel free to drop me a line and let me know. My email address is Keldric@hotmail.com

I was coming home from school. The school I attended was only about a half mile from my house so when school let out I would simply gather my books from my locker and start walking. School was over at 3 and the walk home took about 10 minutes, and since my Dad worked till 4:15 and my Mom worked till 5:30, I had some private time. This private time I had every afternoon was my favorite time of the day, my time to just do whatever I wanted to do in a house all alone. Naturally, like most young men, most of my private time was spent getting myself off. I always lusted after girls, but I had discovered that playing with my ass gave me very great pleasure. Over the last year or so, I had tried various things including fingers and small rounded objects which were around the house and were never intended for such purposes but worked well. My 2 favorite items had become the top of my bedpost, which was a small wooden ball, and a bell handle. They both had disadvantages though. The bedpost was not removable (and I liked to masturbate better if sitting or lying down) and the bell handle was too thin and if I moved quickly the bell rang (lol).

I also had access to a small workshop which my Dad used for projects. I had made a few things there, but the only one which I really liked was a piece of rounded wood about 9 inches long. It was far too large to fit in my ass, but with a saw, a sander, and patience, I had managed to carve 3 progressively bigger balls on the end and I enjoyed these a lot. My only problem was where to keep this. I can see an incredible amount of embarrassment for a girl if her parents were to find her dildo, but to be a boy and to have your homemade anal dildo found by your very Baptist parents... Well, you get it. After one particularly horrifying day where my Mother actually saw it, but fortunately for me didn't realize what it was, I decided it wasn't worth the risk and it became firewood.

Well, I continued on my quest for the feeling I was looking for and the satisfying orgasm. Don't get me wrong, I would find a way to cum every day in which I wasn't trying to build something for the next day. Hell, I would sometimes cum two and occasionally 3 times in my hour and 5 minutes of privacy. But I was constantly on the quest for a harder orgasm and having my ass aroused always made the orgasms more intense.

This continued until one February evening. I was following my usual routine of walking home and imagining what I could do to myself today when I noticed something strange at my house. It looked like a pile of coal on the doorstep. When I got close enough, I realized it was a dog. When I got about 10 feet away he raised his head and looked at me. He looked like he had not eaten in a while. You could see his ribs even through his thick coat of black fur.

I approached him cautiously but he was friendly, just hungry. I went inside, got some bread, some bologna, and a bowl full of water, and brought them out to him. He devoured the bologna first, then drank some water, then hungrily finished off the bread. As he stood there eating, I was able to really look him over. Good coat of fur, no mange. He had quite long hair (about the length of a golden retriever), but it was jet black. He was a big dog, about the size of a small Great Dane.

I had owned 2 other dogs before. They were both beagles. Unfortunately one had been run over and the other had been poisoned by someone in the neighborhood. Both of these events had happened when I was about 8 to 10 yo. Since that time my parents had offered to get me another dog, but I had not wanted any more. This one, however, I instantly liked.

He quickly finished the food and looked at me for more. I thought I would get him some more food and since he seemed so friendly I decided we could at least go in the garage where it was warmer. I reached down for the bowl so I could refill it and walked inside, with him eagerly following me. I took him inside the garage, left him and went in the house for some more food. I came back out and dropped some more bologna and some more bread in the dish.

As he eagerly devoured the food, my mind wandered back to my still semi-hard cock and my quickly dwindling private time. I unzipped my pants and started stroking my cock. A few minutes later, my hand working hard and my mind lost in some adolescent fantasy, I suddenly felt something very unexpected: He started licking my cock with his long black tongue. I thought I would fall down right them. I had never felt anything like that. Then before I could do anything he licked me again. I half collapsed and pushed him off of me but he was right back on me licking and it felt so damn good.

Never in my life had I thought of sex and dogs in the same thought, but this felt so good that before I knew what I was doing I had turned around, found a chair, removed my pants, and sat down with my ass half off the front of the chair. As soon as I sat down 'Liiiiicccckkkk'. Holy shit! I lost myself. I was a cock being licked. No arms legs or torso... just a cock being licked.

He continued to lick my cock and as I scooted closer toward him, he also licked my nutsack. Somewhere deep in my brain a single small voice whispered to me "bad idea". Somewhere in the same bliss my hand as if moving on its own, reached down and pulled my nutsack over to the side out of his way. At the time I did not think about it, I just did it. I also was pushing myself toward him more and more. I had no thoughts or anything now. I was just a feeling of pleasure without beginning or end.

Then I suppose because I kept pushing myself closer and closer, he shot out that long black tongue of his and licked me from my ass to about halfway up my cock. Normally when I cum, I spurt. I've often spurted 2 or 3 feet when I have had myself really worked up. When I came then, I felt like my entire being contracted. Then he licked my ass again and I felt his tongue go partly in my asshole. I know I came for about 20 or 30 seconds, but it felt like I came for about 10 minutes.

I discovered that dogs like cum and like licking humans in that area. They do not stop until you make them. This is great until the hypersensitivity of just having had the orgasm of your life kicks in, but you're too weak from the moment to move. I also discovered that you can come two times in a row. He licked, I came, he licked more, I tried to stop him then stopped trying and came again. Somewhere about here I managed to grab his head and I was able to pull him down to a laying position with his head on my lap but away from my now quivering cock.

I then felt something land on my face. I looked up and after a couple of seconds I realized what it was. As I said before it is not unusual for me to squirt 2 or 3 feet if I am very aroused, but never before (or since) have I managed to hit a 7 ft ceiling.

Well, after I recovered a little I looked at my watch and realized that Dad would be getting home in about 10 minutes. I managed to get up, get my pants on, get the ceiling wiped off, and get him back outside. I went back into the house and got him some more food. As Dad pulled into the driveway, he was greeted by the sight of me feeding him and the barrage of "Can I keep him?" "Please?".

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It had taken a lot of pleading on my part, especially to my Mom who did not like larger dogs, but they had finally given in. "You can feed him and take care of him, but if he decides to leave he can", they told me. I think the final straw was when, as I was pleading, he came over to mom and dropped his head to the ground in front of her. She and I both knew he wasn't bowing, but he looked like it. Also we knew that he would probably wind up in the animal shelter if someone didn't adopt him, and Mom was not a fan of animal shelters because of the fact they "put them to sleep" if no one adopts them.

So, every day I would come home and find him waiting. "Hi Brutus", I would call as I got home and he would be looking at me wagging that big tail. He looked like a Brutus. He had a long black coat, dark brown eyes, and a black tongue, but he was quite muscular and almost the size of a Great Dane. For about 3 days I just petted him and fed him. This was partly because I wanted to get him healthy and partly because I was actually sore where I had came so hard from that tongue. It had actually been slightly hard to walk for a little while because of holding my legs straight up in the air for so long and during cumming.

I decided a couple of days later that I wanted to feel this again, but I wanted a little more control so I could stop when I wanted to. Our first meeting' had happened on a Tuesday. I spent Wednesday and Thursday just feeding him, petting him, and becoming friends. (Dogs, he and others since, were never sex objects, but instead friends who I was able to share my desires with without a chance of them telling anyone) Friday, still a little sore, but horny as could be, I was out feeding him when suddenly he decided to lick my cock through my jeans. Since this time I've come to realize that when we are horny we give off hormones which attract others and some animals. At that time I just wondered how he was reading my mind. Anyway, I decided I would try things again. I looked at my watch and saw that Dad would be there in 5 minutes. "No time today boy." I told him as I patted him. Unfortunately there was also no chance on Saturday or Sunday.

The whole Monday it was difficult to be in school. The only thing I learned that whole day is that it's difficult to hide a hard-on in jeans. Luckily I was able to. Finally, when school let out, I practically ran home. I had never wanted to get home so badly in my life.

When I finally got there, Brutus was waiting. I went straight to the garage and opened the door. He was right beside me and was the first to go in. I looked at him there standing and wagging that bushy tail and panting that long tongue out. I couldn't wait to feel that tongue again. I thought about how to do this as I removed my clothes. Certainly not in the chair on my back with my legs sticking up again. I thought... maybe if I get on my hands and knees?

So I removed my pants and got on my hands and knees in front of him. He needed no coaxing and his tongue was running up my crack before I even got both knees on the floor. He was licking my ass and I could feel his tongue go into my ass sometimes. This felt so good and I wanted to feel him go in deeper, but I had a problem. If I was to reach back to pull open my ass or reach under and stroke myself, I would need to lay my face on the floor which was quite chilly. It was enough for my knees.

I forced myself to get up and make him stop for a minute. I was so horny and I wanted to feel this dog's hot wet tongue deep in my ass. I checked the time and saw I had about 50 minutes to play. That should be enough time to have fun for a while. Now the challenge. I need to hold myself up, be high enough for him to get to my ass with his tongue, be able to play with my cock, and be able to hold my ass wide open so his tongue could hopefully go deep inside me more.

I looked around and I saw 2 five gallon buckets and some old pieces of rug that had been left over from where Mom and Dad had carpeted the bedroom. I turned the buckets upside-down one in front of the other and put a piece of carpet on both of them. I then lay down with my stomach on one bucket and chest and head on the second. This worked perfect as I was up in the air, comfortable, and had both arms free to reach my cock and ass.

I only just got laid down when I felt that wonderful tongue again. Oh, that wonderful tongue. I pulled my ass wide open as I shuddered. He then licked me inside my ass from my belly button out through my crack. I felt so good I cannot describe it. I reached back with the other hand and pulled open my ass to give him better access and was rewarded with feeling that tongue go up inside me again, licking the inside of my ass. I was in bliss. He licked me a while, then as I was about to cum what felt like 50 gallons he stopped. I almost whimpered at the loss of this feeling.

I have no words to describe how badly I wanted... no... Needed to cum at that moment. He had managed to stop about 1 millisecond from making me squirt hard. I was in that zone of 'anything would push me over the edge, but got to have something or it'll go away'. I pulled my ass wide open with both hands as I called to him, hoping he'd lick me again. I had to have that feeling just for another 2 or 3 seconds. My poor cock was so hard it hurt. I pulled my ass open, arching it high in the air and calling to him... begging, wanting to be licked so bad it was agony.

Then I felt him on my back. I was not expecting this, but I felt his hot wet cock stabbing and sliding and spurting hot liquid around my asshole and between my cheeks. Before I could react, his cock hit me square in the pulled way open asshole and went in deep. My only experience was with dildos and they didn't come close to how completely wonderful this felt. I needed badly to cum and his cock felt somehow in that moment even better and more wonderful than his tongue. This felt sooo much better than his tongue. Fuck I was on fire and every movement of his cock sent hot shivers through my body. I was pressed hard against the buckets and his front paws were holding my hands at the wrists tightly to my sides. His extremely hot cock rubbed the inside of my ass, going deeper and deeper and feeling better all the time.

This sudden heat and stimulation was all I needed and I felt my orgasm building again, almost exploding. I pulled my cheeks as far apart as I could with both hands, not thinking at all, but simply lost in this extreme and erotic feeling of bliss. He seemed to jab his cock into my ass deeper and deeper till I felt his belly smacking my ass cheeks. Strangely as I felt this I also felt something just slightly bigger enter my ass. I didn't care. I was in heaven and so close to cumming finally that I was shaking with the intensity.

This was the best feeling I've ever had. I felt hot juice squirting inside me. Then I felt him start to get bigger. He felt so very very good. For some reason the thought that "A dog cock is in my ass" never occurred to me. My only thought was how good I felt and how close to cumming I was and how as long as nothing stops this feeling I'm having I don't care. I tried to pull a hand free to stroke my cock but I was held tight by both his weight and the incredibly strong grip he had on my wrists. Since I couldn't easily get either hand free to get to my cock, I just pulled my ass cheeks apart and open as far as possible to feel all I could from him. I needed to cum and knew it would happen any second. That's all that mattered.

Then as he got even deeper, rubbing me hard on the inside, I felt the hot shockwaves start from my crotch and move through my being, each one stronger than the last, each one ending in a hard spurting of cum from my cock to the floor, hitting so hard I could feel it splattering back up on my inner thighs. Almost as if he knew how good he was making me feel he suddenly stopped fucking me in and out so hard and instead just shoved his cock deeper and deeper with each stroke, trying to get it as deep as he could. The harder he rammed it the more it swelled and rubbed me inside and the harder I came. I pulled myself open so hard it hurt as I pushed back with all my might, never ever wanting this bliss to end. This compared to my normal masturbation orgasms the same way the ocean would compare to a puddle.

Finally, after what felt like a blissful eternity, I began to stop cumming and come down a little from the heavenly heights of bliss. Fuck, that had felt so good it went beyond describing. The tongue was good but this was beyond imagination. I was actually light headed and trembling. He was still holding my hands and hips firmly, fucking me hard and driving his cock deep. It was only now that my conscious self actually realized "Hey, this is a cock in you. You are being fucked". I froze for a moment, realizing exactly what was happening.

Many things ran through my mind at lightning speed. He weighed about the same as me, he had me pinned squarely on the buckets, and I couldn't move if I wanted to, he had my arms as securely as if I was tied by rope and chain, and he was going at me hard.

I decided that strange as it was, I had just had the orgasm of my lifetime... fair was fair, let him have his. Besides, there was nothing I could do if I tried. And truthfully I was still feeling so good and almost floating that I really didn't want anything to change. He was getting bigger and bigger every second as he was fucking me. Obviously at this rate he would cum very soon. It's only right that if he made me feel as good as he did twice, I can at least let him feel really good once. Besides, it still felt wonderful in my ass despite just having cum. I held my ass open, arching my back to let him fuck me deep. I figured I'd just enjoy the feeling till he came and i wanted him to feel good to since he'd just made me feel so good.

I began to feel a strange feeling. It felt like his cock was getting bigger just on the back. He pulled it back and shoved it and when he pulled it back it almost felt like... weird... like it was pulling on the inside of my ass. I realized he must be getting big for me to feel that way but I didn't feel like my asshole was stretched at all. My dildo had stretched my ass more open than this. It was definitely getting bigger with each stroke though.

I then felt that strange feeling inside again. He was definitely swelling up big and pulling. Earlier it had been just inside my ass. Now with the deep lunges it felt deeper, but it was certainly getting bigger and bigger. It felt so weird, but at the same time good. Whatever part of his cock was swelling, it was still rubbing that wonderful place inside me.

Then it began to feel so big that I was filled completely. I've never felt so completely full. It kept getting bigger. I was being filled more and more. It started getting too big. It almost hurt. Good feeling inside or not this was too much. Part of me thought I still owed him something and I would be still, but another part was thinking I really didn't offer to be fucked and this was too much.

I tried to wait, but a couple of seconds more and I could not take any more. I tried to move, to pull my ass away from him, to do anything. I couldn't. He was holding me down and fucking me and I had no choice at all. Also I was still feeling him get bigger. It felt like I had an orange in my ass, then a grapefruit. I also felt something else. I could feel the tip of his cock and it was squirting. I could feel it squirting inside me and going deeper. Good, he's cumming. Squirt deep inside my ass. Squirt deeper inside my ass. Squirt the opening to my colon. I was mesmerized. I had never felt so completely full and even though it was almost painful, between the rubbing of the sensitive place inside me and this squirting I felt like I was going to cum again.

So that's it eh, I thought to myself, You somehow hold me tight, keep me close enough to cumming that I don't fight too much, and cum in me. He was too big, but it felt so good. He was blowing me up like a balloon, but still I was feeling better and better. My lust again won out and my mind had one singular thought. I wanted him as deep as possible. The deeper he went the better I felt. I pushed up as hard as I could into him. I felt this swelling go deeper somehow. I also felt the now hard end of his cock so very deep in my colon.

Waves of bliss were crashing through my whole body. My ass felt as if it were engulfing a watermelon. I felt him squirting inside my colon and each squirt sent tingles up my spine. I also kept pushing up with my ass as hard as I could. I would try to match him. As he would thrust in, I would pull my ass cheeks hard and shove my ass up and toward him. Even though I was so full it hurt, I could still get him a little deeper with a few of his strokes.

In a minute I felt another orgasm start. Spurt after spurt shot from my hard cock splattering on the ground. I was soon spent. Then I felt him stop shoving so hard and relax on my back, letting my arms go. In a moment he hopped off my back and a shockwave of painful reality hit me. He was stuck! His cock was so big it couldn't come out of me. What the hell was this??!?!!?!!

I yelled as he pulled on my ass, sending waves of pain through me. Before I knew it we were standing ass to ass. My asshole was completely on fire in a new, strange way. He stopped moving and was just standing there pulling his cock. I tried to push it out but that hurt worse. I reached back and felt it. The part that went into my ass wasn't big. It was only the size of a finger. The part that had swelled up inside me was huge. I could feel the back of it with my fingers.

Terror went through me. I tried pulling it out but that hurt more than words so I stopped. I was truly stuck on him. I could not get him out. What happened? Why? Am I stuck because I’m human and he's a dog? How long? Hours? Days? Damn I hurt and he was stretching me inside too much.

It was then that I felt an even stranger sensation. He stopped spurting little spurts and started spurting big ones harder. Somehow I realized that he wasn't cumming before. Precum maybe?. It was very hot and there was plenty of it. Every spurt of doggie cum which he filled me with made something inside me just between my cock and ass vibrate. The tube the jism was travelling through must have been against something inside me. I was rock hard again and feeling a buildup to another orgasm. Despite my terror and my situation, my cock had decided it wanted to cum again. Also I could feel my lower abdomen actually swelling with his cum in it.

There was a discomfort when he moved and a pain if he pulled, but it was all overshadowed by bliss of his cock vibration something inside me and cumming in me. Some part of me thought "When he stops cumming he'll let you go. I mean, we all shrink after we cum. something about this calmed me down. I'm not sure if this is what stopped me from being in such terror or if it was his forcing me toward another orgasm that did it.

I was still completely attached and still scared, but despite myself that constant spurting was driving me to another orgasm. He then decided to walk away. The spurting got harder. It is VERY difficult to crawl backward off of 2 buckets while cumming at the same time but it is possible. Thankfully he went only a step or 2 and stopped. I was impaled fully. I honestly felt myself as a small brain which had grown on the end of his massive cock. I was, however, a small brain in ecstasy. When he pulled it hurt, but the pain was not a sharp excitement giving pain. It is a dull 'move with him or be ripped' pain which only lasts for a second quickly followed by the ecstasy of feeling even more dog cum spurt into my distended but insatiable colon. I realized that also the 'too full' feeling was a feeling that somehow felt really good.

It was amazing. I was attached to this dog's cock and helpless. I had so much dog cum in me that my lower belly sloshed as I moved and was definitely swelled, I was being pulled around the floor of my garage by my poor ass, and the only real thought I had was "Please don't stop".

Despite being dragged around and controlled completely by this dog's cock I found myself blissfully cumming again. Then he began to squirt even harder. I was definitely having trouble holding all the cum inside my colon, but I had little choice as the only time any had ran out of me was when he turned. He kept squirting harder and harder till I was sure my intestines would give way any second.

Then he became quite still. He looked back at me and licked my ass and the exposed base of his cock a few times, then I felt the knob start to go down. As it went down, some of the cum in my ass began to come out around it. He began to lick that and as I felt this relief and this wonderful tongue on my ass along with the knot sliding and the feel of hot cum dribbling down my inner thighs and my balls. I grabbed my cock and came one last time as I felt him finally slip out of me.

I fell forward into the pool of my own cum, totally exhausted, with gallons of dog cum running out of my poor ass and onto the floor between my legs. All of me from my stomach to my knees ached and wanted rest. I looked at my watch as I lay there. I found a renewed energy. Dad would be home in about 5 minutes. I quickly put Brutus outside. He was annoyed to have his self-cleaning interrupted, but he went. I started to dress, but realized I was completely covered in his cum, my cum, and dirt, with an almost constant stream of dog cum running out my well used ass.

I looked at my watch again. I have to risk it. I ran from the garage to the house totally naked, dropped my clothes in the laundry bin, and got into the shower. No sooner had I gotten in the water than I heard the door close and Dad yell "Where are you?" . "I'm in the shower" I yelled back. "I saw the dog outside the door" he yelled. I froze in panic. "He looked hungry. Have you fed him today?". "Not yet, I will as soon as I'm done". "Hurry up! I'll not have you neglecting that dog, not after you begged so to keep him!". "I will as soon as I'm done showering. I won't neglect him. I promise". And I never did neglect him either.

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