A Dog's Night Out
Well, here I am, in this seedy bar on Halloween. Granted, I don't get out to the bars much, but perhaps this wasn't the best one for me to go to, considering, but I didn't want to have to deal with the big crowds in WeHo. I had dressed up as a Marine which, in my humble opinion, is pretty damn sexy. I figure that I've worked out a lot and keep my fur well trimmed enough to pass. I mean, heck, I'm pretty tall for a Doberman and definitely look like a force to be reckoned with.
Anyway, I'm sitting at the bar when this horse walks up to me. He's wearing an RCMP uniform and he definitely stood out from the crowd. I mean, heck, I was getting the usual crowd of twinky queens who just never seem to do it for me, but this guy was different. He was about 6'8" and, by the looks of the size of the bulge in his pants, pretty well hung. So, I thought to myself, why the hell not?
After exchanging some casual conversation, I set out to work on getting this guy back at my apartment with his clothes off (well, maybe not all off, but just enough to get his cock into my ass). I found out that his name was Stan and, surprise surprise, he wasn't actually a mountie, but what did I care? Heck, I'm not really a Marine.
Well, needless to say, we both took a liking to each other and pretty soon, I was in his car and headed back to my place. I'd cleaned up and stocked up on a couple of different types of lube and lots of condoms, just in case. After spending what seemed like forever trying to find a parking space, we hurried up the stairs to my apartment as I fumbled around in my pockets for the keys.
After we got in, Stan could barely contain himself, reaching out and grabbing the bulge in my pants. I couldn't help but squeal like a little puppy as his strong hand touched me. My cock begged for release, but I didn't give it quite what it wanted. I instead asked Stan if he wanted a drink and he politely declined.
I could tell Stan was getting antsy, so I showed him into my bedroom. He was already unbuttoning his bright red shirt as he walked into the room, barely taking notice of the sparse furnishings. I unbuttoned my uniform jacket and draped it over a nearby chair before loosening my pants. As I turned around, I noticed that he had stripped to just his briefs and his cover (that's hat for you who don't know) and was already rubbing his erection through his undies. Okay, so he wasn't as big as I thought he'd be, but I didn't really care at this point. I didn't have double magnums anyway, so his lack of girth saved me a quick and embarrassing trip to the store.
I walked over to him, losing my pants along the way, and pulled off his briefs. I have to admit, his cock was pretty big and, even though I knew I could take it without any prep, the sight of it made me drool. I quickly pulled off my jockstrap and left it sitting on the floor, not losing an instant as I rubbed my toned body against his. I could feel the pre dripping out of my hardened dog cock and I let it rub into his horse hair.
Before long, we had made our way to the bed and were making out, our tongues lapping sloppily over our muzzles. I was moaning like such a pup and he was whinnying quite loudly. I just had to get that horse cock into my ass. As I continued to kiss and fondle him, I reached over to the nightstand and pulled out one of the magnum condoms, pausing for a bit to open it and slide it over his cock. It wasn't too tight a fit but it was tight enough to get him moaning and I could see the condom's tip filling with pre. I grabbed the bottle of lube and splashed some into my paw, applying it generously to his wrapped-up cock. Now, all I had to do was get his cock into me, but how would I do that?
Well, I'm sure that we all know what I did. I got on all fours like the good dog that I am and winked back at him. He smiled back and tipped his cover to me before positioning his cock against my pink tailhole. As he pressed his thick horse cock into me, I took it like the dog that I am. I could hear him whinnying as he pushed his length into my tight hole, my ass squeezing his cock like I'm sure he'd never felt before. I just smiled and relaxed, enjoying the feeling of this guy's cock in me. After all, I had done it a ton of times before and one cock doesn't feel much different than the other when it goes up your tailhole. I still enjoyed it a hell of a lot, though.
It took him a couple of tries, but eventually he found his rhythm, pumping his horse cock in and out of me at a steady pace. One thing I love about horses is that I can always feel their balls slapping up against my ass as they pound me and this guy had one hell of a ball sack. His two balls repeatedly hit my butt, massaging it gently and boosting my pleasure level.
As I felt my orgasm coming closer and closer to fruition, I felt him pounding me faster and faster, his foot or so of cock sliding in and out of me. I squeezed down on his cock, hoping to speed the onslaught of orgasm that would engulf us both in its fiery rampage. As I gripped his cock with my muscles, I could feel the tip brushing up against my prostate. I didn't even bother trying to lay a towel on the bed as it was already soaked with my pre and I figured I could just wash the sheets anyway.
Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer and I let go, howling loudly into the night. Boy, won't the neighbors just love that! I could feel my cock shooting out cum onto the bed, violently soaking the sheets. I must have shot about 6 or 7 times from the feeling of it. After I was done and panting, I could still feel the stallion pounding me from behind and it was getting a bit uncomfortable. Fortunately, he let out a big whinny and hunched over me. I could feel his cock pulse as he came into the condom, gripping me tightly with all his strength. Luckily, I'm a tough dog. I can take that kinda roughhousing.
After about a minute, he pulled out of me. I could feel all of the lube dripping out of my ass and down my leg, but I didn't really care at this point. I'd need a good shower anyway. Stan pulled the condom off of his cock and tied it up, tossing it into the trashcan. I smiled at him and winked, taking off my cover (which had miraculously stayed firmly put on my head the whole time) and setting down on the nightstand. I stood up and led him into the shower, turning it on and walking in. I beckoned for him to come and he followed me into the warmth of the stream of water, letting it soak both of us. I soaped both of us off and then we rinsed.
After our shower, I took the comforter off of the bed and we both plopped into it, curling up with each other as we fell asleep. I awoke early the next morning and smiled as I noticed the big hunk in bed next to me. As I got up, I thanked the gods above for making Halloween on a Friday and made coffee.
The next part is pretty unimportant, but we exchanged numbers before he headed off around noon. Of course, I didn't let him leave without a proper sendoff breakfast and an invitation to come back and play sometime soon. Heck, I'd love to pound him one night and if he's like most guys I've met, he likes it both ways. As I rub my tailhole, I can still feel how much his cock stretched me out and it makes me grin every time I feel this. I sit here now, almost an hour after he left, and think about the next time some horny stud wanders my way. Oh boy, what a fun time I'll have!