Frank and I left together and went to the Dog Shack bar. I wondered if he didnt think I was gay and would like to suck his cock myself? I had this feeling he misunderstood our hobby and my voyeurist intentions with wife and other men. Frank seemed a different man this night, feeling his macho tendencies and explaining them to Frank wanted her to meet him behind my back at the Dog Shack bar for drinks. She laughed and joked with him over the phone, maybe about me, then declined his invitation and hung up. She laughed, "you love depriving that poor guy dont you?" In a stiff dick moment of lust, I told her to call him back and spend the day with him. This might seem a

Still, she looked like a championship dog thats been bounced around and pulled out of the city pound. You never know what theyll end up looking like if you just treat them right. Although my record at picking up chicks is pretty poor, it doesnt mean I dont appreciate em. Now, normally, if a Mercedes wanted to go faster than me, Id look like a little squashed dog turd in its rear view mirror in about five seconds. But from what Id seen when they first passed me, I had a hunch the driver wouldnt have her mind on speed right now. "Holy shit!" Virginia squealed. "The girl in the passenger seat is fucking the driver with a big ass dildo!" I thought Virginia was gonna

Gagging and slobbering like a dog didnt deter him however, he knew I enjoyed shit like this so he pushed me down so I was face up and shoved his entire cock back down my throat, barely giving me some time to breathe. He took his fingers and clamped my nose shut while having his dick so deep in my mouth he was practically laying on my face. As his cock slid back out I pressed my teeth down to sensually graze his skin and then lick the head. Noticing my smile he pushed his cock back down with slow yet rough strokes making me feel all tingly on the inside. "Keep suckin it baby. Ahhh fuck yes Chris you know what I like!" "Oohh, ooh, oohhh fuckin suck it! Swallow my dick

And some fierce guard dog he is! He doesnt even bark when I sneak into the house or anything. He just stays sprawled on my bed which he thinks is his. Id swear he were deaf, but he sure can detect the fridge door opening from anywhere in the house or yard. I close my door, strip naked, chug back some soda and yank as much of my bed sheet as I can away from Bandit and He handcuffs my wrists to my ankles as I am staring at my dog. Less than twenty minutes later Brent has released me from my restraints and seen himself out the door. I stash his handcuffs and gag in the back pack he left behind and toss that under yesterdays clothes in my hamper before I jerk off in bed.

" "Just do it, please for me" "no" I gave the puppy dog face, I know nobody can resist that even Brendon, the great loner who doesnt seem to care about anybody. "Fine" he said and gave me a big sigh. I walked over to him and kneeled one of my knees down. I took his hand and said "Will you be my lover?" his mouth dropped open. He looked at me with the deep green puppy dog eyes. His lips are so addicting. He tasted like the most delicious chocolate in the world, so I got some more. I attacked it. Luckily I was holding him, he wouldve fall. I love him so much. "Thank you. I love you too" he said with his girlish silent, sweet voice. I smiled at him I took the rest of his

I like to have a good time, go to the movies, go to the party, anywhere, I have had to many boyfriend all of them light skin Spanish and Caucasian, with the last one I broke up because he is jealously and I dont like people like that, he is a problem man, but on second thought I want to try another race maybe coloured person, an Afro American, someone told me about that kind of man most men have a big cock, so I want to feel whats the matter. I am a Spanish hot man, I am ready to everything I dont care what some people think I am going to enjoy myself.

No time for reciprocation, a dog on the run. While he had a redneck jock image to uphold for the shool society and his dad who had high expections of him, no risk of getting caught was too great when he needed to get off. He had no compuction about dropping trow and doing it anywhere at any time no matter how much sense it didnt make when he needed to get a nut. We had just fucked in the towel room during gym class the week before, taking big risks of getting caught. My butt-hole was wet and sloppy the rest of the day from his injection of warm gooey jock juice. I get hard just thinking about it today. This day would be another eposide in the spell Doug had over me and

He stood there for awhile as I remained sprawled at his feet, curled up like a faithful dog. And why not? I was his bitch now. His faithful bitch, I thought bitterly. I knew from that moment on I would fetch, rollover, play dead and anything else he desired to experience the incredible pleasure again. And again. And again. For as long as he wanted. Youve done well Maggie. Im satisfied that you will serve me well, very well indeed. A warm glow pushed aside the bitterness. He was pleased. That was all that mattered now that he be pleased. Pleased with me. And I vowed that I would see to it that he was. No matter what I had to do. From now on Maggie, you will refer to me as

His brother had taken over the bedroom, so that he had to sleep out on the living room couch, with the dog. Probably just as well. He still was afraid his brother was going to barge into the bedroom while he was changing, that his brother would see how swollen his cock was ... "I didnt ask her," his mother interrupted his train of thought. "She called and asked if this was the Waterson residence, and I said yes, and she said this is Cindy may I talk to Tom please. She sounds," his mother added, "like a very polite young lady." Oh yeah, Tom thought to himself, fucking bitch nearly tore my dick off. That same piece of anatomy was attempting to spring to attention at the

With his hat on he reminded me of Snoop Dog. Carmine was an older Italian man, a bit overweight but equally stylish in a dark Armani suit, sunglasses and his own hat. Carmine looked bored when he responded. "Theres not one inch of land not claimed by a Master. No matter where one travels outside of their territory it is expected that the Vampire show the proper respect-" "Bullshit." Letrelle responded evenly. "Carmine doesnt require respect. Carmine requests permission to fuck my ladies, to eat my donors, chip off pieces of my territory block by block-" "And what would make you enter is territory? If it was me Id just materialize when I needed to pass through his