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Chronicles of D.O.G - Entry 3:Duke Rocheister (Part III)

>Okay so I might've lied. This isn't the final part yet of my story. #sorrynotsorry #LOL

>While Echolorial recovered from his injuries at the hospital, Nathan and I went on with our daily lives at Winchester Heights University. We avoided the Alpha-Lambda-Pi Fraternity and all those associated with them. Despite our best attempts, we discovered that no amount of distance between us and A.L.P could prevent Trevor's malicious intentions. Rumors began to circulate that Nathan and I were faggots. People that we once thought were our close friends completely ignored us outright. Whenever I went to discuss the matter with them they up and left, telling me that they just couldn't talk to me about it. Obviously the leader of A.L.P had his dirty grasp on a good portion of the campus. The horrifying part of it all, I really wasn't surprised. Trev was, after all, a very charismatic individual and well known on location. Even despite all his pernicious whispers and machinations, I didn't falter. Not one bit.

>However. . .it was Nathan that began to suffer the most.

>The girls would outright avoid him, and ignore his calls. His current lady friend left because she believed the rumors spout by Trevor's henchman. Granted, I never did like the bitch. She was all tits and no brains. Totally not good enough for my bro. Unfortunately, Nate couldn't handle the pressure of it all. This ugly gossip had ruined his reputation. And it wasn't just the girls that gave him a hard time. Nate's own friends ostracized him. They didn't feel comfortable being around him anymore. I tried to tell him that it was obviously Trevor pulling the strings, but the horse didn't want to hear it. He went into a depressive state. Nathan just stopped going to his classes entirely. His grades began to drop exponentially. He rarely ate or even slept. Just seeing him in such a funk ended up making me depressed too.

>The two of us were currently laying low at my Uncle Max's summer house. I didn't tell my godfather that we were currently homeless. Ever so often I'd have to come up with a reasonable excuse as to why we were not staying at the dormitories. This went on for over a month. I was running out of excuses, and Nathan's attitude did not improve. He lost a good bit of weight. If this continued, his health would be at a severe risk. So like any good bro, I bought us both a six-pack of beer and we sat on the couch for a relaxing movie night. The first couple cans we didn't say much. Then, on Nate's fourth beer, he began to open up some.

>It was small talk at first. Like how my classes were coming along. Or what was new in the world. You know, simple things like that. Then, he asked me something completely out of the blue. He asked 'how do I do it'? It caught me off guard and I nearly sputtered my beer. I looked at him, confused to his words. Nathan turned to me with those tired, purple eyes. I could see the strain in his face. Dark rings circled his eyes from the lack of sleep. I could also begin to see his ribcage a bit. Nothing too serious, but it still concerned me greatly. He ran his fingers through his long mane. It was rather coarse looking, as if he hadn't taken care of it for a week or two. After a moment of silence, he asked again, how I cope with being bisexual.

>This floored me.

>I mean, we had a simple Brocode established. Don't ask, don't tell. We respected each other's sex life. I know he wasn't too keen on hearing me talk about who I fucked or whose cock I rode on a daily basis. As for me, I really couldn't care less. Hell, my bro could tell me about all the pussy he's fucked and I would totally pop a boner. However, because Nathan was straight, I wanted to respect his boundaries. Yet, here he was on the sofa with me, watching some crappy movie from the 90s, asking about what it's like being bisexual with a strong male preference.

>I inquired why he wanted to know. It was a simple question, mind you. And, I was very curious as to why Nate would be interested in knowing. He told me how he couldn't deal with the prejudice. How could I tolerate such nasty insults, whereas he was crumbling so easily? There was a hint of bitterness on his tongue. He began to chug another beer before leaning back on the sofa, tossing his head to the side to look at me. I told him, very honestly, that I was comfortable with myself and I didn't give two shits what people thought. Nate clicked his tongue, scoffing. He then asked if I ever regretted being attracted to men.

>I told him no.

>Anger began to rise in Nathan's voice. He told me that I'd prefer to be a faggot than be normal. This sudden outburst shocked me. But it also made me furious. This wasn't like Nate to get upset over something so trivial that he knew about. The definition of normal was highly overrated. What might be abnormal to one is actually normal to another. I pointed out that his subject was invalid, as there were several gay friends I've had on the sly that found themselves normal. He then blamed me for the predicament that we were in, seeing as I was the one that was more interested in men than women. Once again, I retorted with that had nothing to do what I did. It was the matter of what was right and wrong. Even if I was straight, even if I did love pussy more than cock, I would still save Echo because it was the right thing to do.

>Without warning Nathan struck me calling me a stupid cock-sucking faggot. It happened so fast I barely had time to register what occurred before several hundred pounds of Clydesdale stallion flung itself on top of me. My first instinct was to cover my face with my arms. One of Nate's big fists slammed into the side of my head. The impact made my ears ring and my vision spark. Yet, it also spurred my own rage. I pushed my knees against his stomach and shoved him off. Nathan fell to the side as I crawled on top of him, punching him repeatedly in the face. It was like hitting a brick wall.

>We were both drunk. Our tempers were high. Nathan was bleeding from a cut on his lower lip while my nose was probably broken. We began to wrestle around the living room. The table was upturned and our beers splashed all over us. I tried to subdue my bro with a couple wrestling moves. Even though Nate was bigger than me, and weighed more, I had the skills. I got him in a headlock, pressing my legs on either side of his waist while pressing down on the ground. He struggled, pressing his body against mine. I felt the curves of his ass cheeks grind against my groin. This closeness, I'll admit, got me. . . erect.

>The sudden stiffening of my dick caused me to loosen my grip some. I mean, it was a natural reaction! Sometimes when you got two bodies grinding together things just happen. This allowed Nate to break free from my hold. He caught my jaw with his elbow knocking me back. I fell and hit my head on the corner of the end table. Pain blossomed in my vision. We were both panting, drenched in sweat and beer. He stared at me for a moment, then he turned his gaze down to my crotch. I was sporting one hell of a boner through my shorts. Nate's eyes just locked on the twitching outline of my cock. He looked down at his own pants, huffing. To my surprise he, too, was sporting an erection.

>I couldn't help but marvel at the monster outline that snaked its way down the leg of his sweat pants. My mouth began to water. I never saw Nathan erect before. Granted, I've seen him naked a couple times when we showered after gym practice. He had a gorgeous body. But never, not ever, did I see him erect before. I felt my heart racing in my chest. Taking my shirt I wiped the blood leaking from my nose; the white fabric stained scarlet. Nathan slowly stood to his feet and loomed over me. Then, he hooked his thumbs into the band of his sweat pants and pulled them down. His cock flopped out and slapped me across the face.

>It didn't hurt, but I was certainly in disbelief as to what was transpiring. Nathan was stripping down in front of me. His sweat pants pooled around his ankles. He stepped out of them, pushing them aside. Taking the base of his cock he gently nudged the tip against my lips. The smell of his musky meat filled my nostrils. I could barely smell it through the blood, but the aroma sent a shiver up my spine. Nate pushed a little bit harder. Parting my lips I let my tongue slip out and drag across his swollen crown. A shuddering groan escaped the horse's maw. A few more licks in I had that knob glistening. I took his shaft in my hands before swallowing the head, lapping over it before going down on his horse tool. I couldn't believe I was actually doing this. But I was! I was sucking off my bro.

>Whatever I couldn't swallow I stroked with my hands. Nathan held the back of my head gently, rubbing through my hair and scratching my ears. This made my tail wag. His touch was so careful. Unlike the wild stallion that I was wrestling before, this Nate was as tame as can be. Very slowly, he pulled out and went to sit on the sofa. Spreading his legs he continued to stroke off his meat for me. I crawled over and lapped over his huge balls. Oh fuck they were as big as melons. Nate whinnied as the raspy surface of my tongue groomed over his fuzzy nuts. I watched as his muscular chest rose and fell. His black pelt had a sweaty sheen to it, and smelled strong of alcohol. I traveled up the inner thigh back to his cock as I swallowed it about a quarter of the way. My lips barely grazing over his medial ring.

>I must've spent a good fifteen minutes on his shaft before he put a hand on my shoulder. Pushing me back, he looked to me panting. Then, he told me he wanted to fuck me. Immediately I wanted to bend over the arm rest of the sofa and spread my ass. It had been a dirty desire of mine to take Nate's sweet cock. I've jerked off many times to the idea, but I always came down to knowing that it'd never happen. Boy was I wrong! However, I held my ground. Looking to my bro, I reached over and held Nathan's head in my own hands. He looked desperate. I told him that it was probably the beer talking, as well as the frustration and depression. He shook his head and told me in a much firmer tone that he wanted to fuck me. I swear he could be so stubborn sometimes!

>Knowing full well that I couldn't win the argument with this stubborn Colton stallion (I swear his older brother is worse than a mule), I got on the sofa and presented myself to him. Taking both ass cheeks in hand, I spread them apart to show off my puckered up ring. I tried to relax to the best of my abilities. I've taken a horse before, but this was nothing like Nate's dick. He had a shaft that was thick like a tree. Something as big as that would rearrange my organs if I wasn't careful. The hot, swollen knob pressed against my anal ring. He clumsily pushed forward. He slipped out and ground his meat against my backside. Nate snorted in frustration as he tried again but this time he squished the tip against my right ass cheek.

>Reaching back I took his shaft in my palm and guided it slowly to my quivering anus. He stood stock still as I stroked over his shaft getting a few dollops of precum to smear over my ass. Then, very slowly, I pushed back. Gods be damned did it hurt! The initial penetration was probably the most pain I ever felt before. He had a fat glans and it spread me wide, wider than Tito's knot ever did. I whined as Nathan huffed above me. My sphincter muscles clenched around the stallion shaft as it finally popped in. The hard part was done. I sprawled out on the sofa, gasping as Nathan began to move his hips. To be very honest, he wasn't very good for his first time.

>Those big stallion hands came upon my ass squeezing them in his palms while spreading me open. A short gasp came from his mouth as he started to pump his hips back and forth. Lewd squelches filled the room as my ass ring quivered around his leaking tool. I tell you it was good damn thing he precame so much otherwise this'd be a painful fuck. I felt Nathan adjust himself onto the sofa. He climbed on top of me; his arms wrapped around my waist before pressing his chest along my backside. I felt his chin rest against the top of my head. He began to really pump into me now. His feet were rubbing along mine. That sensation alone made me blush. I always had a fascination for feet. So feeling my bro's toes curl and caress against my own made me tremble.

>Suddenly, Nathan hilted into me, popping his medial ring inside. I screamed out as I felt my stomach bulge out. Nate tossed his head back to whinny as his balls trembled. I gasped. The damn bastard was cumming! I could feel every pulse of his cock rush through my colon while hot splashes of equine seed flooded my bowels. He snorted and nickered, keeping still on top of me as he emptied his balls into me. His arms tightly wrapped around me in a tight embrace. The musk coming off of him was most alluring. I couldn't help but drinking in his smell. It made me feel happy.

>After what felt like a minute or two of a most intense orgasm, Nathan began to pull out. His black shaft slurping wetly as it slipped out of my anus. The medial ring popped out gushing a gush of fluid to exit my ass and drip down my taint. I trembled as the warm seed gurgled out. I lay there, recovering from the ordeal while Nathan lay back on the sofa with a whinny. Man, after a fuck like that I wanted to light one up and smoke it down to the base, but resisted. I looked over my shoulder at Nathan. The big dumbass looked so pleased with himself. He turned his attention to me for a moment, then did something that I would never dream of him doing. Taking his legs he lifted them up and hooked his arms around from behind the knees.

>"Fuck me," he said with a serious expression.

>I nearly lost it right there. This wasn't right. I told Nathan playfully to go home cause he was drunk. Yet, his expression remained the same. He snorted and told me to fuck him. Again, trying to reason with a Colton at this point was futile. I've known Nathan since we were kids and whenever he set his mind on something, he always stayed rooted to the idea. Him and his brother were so alike on that matter. Rolling my eyes I told him that he probably wouldn't like it. He whinnied at me angrily. Holding up my hands in self-defense I told him that I'd fuck him if it meant he'd calm his man tits. He snorted, smug as can be. I didn't understand what changed his attitude though. Perhaps it was the stress, or maybe he was just pent up to the point that he didn't care. Yet, here he was totally bottoms up for my dick.

>Well, if that's the way he wanted, I'd make sure that his first time was at least enjoyable. Crawling in close to his body I gently parted his ass cheeks to look at that stallion pucker. Holy fuck it looked tasty. It was tight, totally untouched by fingers or dicks. My mouth watered. Surely he wouldn't mind if I gave it a taste first. I looked to Nathan and told him to prepare. He turned away bashfully and said to hurry up before he changed his mind. Oh but I wasn't about to hurry up. Instead, I pushed down and shoved my tongue against his rim. Holy shit the scream he made was absolutely priceless. He threw his head back and whinnied as I lapped up his pucker hole. Nate started to squirm. He grabbed the back of the sofa while his left foot propped up against my backside. He snorted, kicking about while I kept a firm hold on his ass. My tongue flicked around the outer edge, swirling around the ring before poking and probing at the winking star.

>Nathan laughed as my dog licks tickled over his rim. After a while, he calmed down. I could feel his muscles relax and loosen up a bit. Good. I wanted him to enjoy it. Very slowly my tongue inserted itself into his anus. It was a good damn thing he was clean back there otherwise this'd be a quick session. Taking my thumbs, I pressed them on either side of his anal cavity. I spread them apart, massaging the outer ring while my tongue worked his sphincter muscles. My snout pressed up right against his taint with balls resting close to my forehead. His smell was so intoxicating. I began to drool over his ass making out with it. He bellowed out and started to get hard again. This time, he began to beg me to fuck him.

>I pulled out with a slurp of my lips. He looked to me with those pleading purple eyes. Goddamn I found myself falling in love. He just looked so...enticing. I knew he was a virgin, so I wanted to make this a special occasion. My first time having sex, it was not fun. As I stated in my first entry I was raped by an older guy that I was stupid enough to pick a fight with. That's when I met Tito. The jackal beat the guy up and asked if I was all right. Since then, I've always adored my big bro Tito. The first time we had sex he was very gentle and caring, very unlike his gangster attitude. He said that everyone's first time should be special. Those words would forever carry with me.

>Taking the base of my shaft I gently guided it to Nathan's wanton pucker hole. The moment my hot flesh touched over his virgin ass he pulled away, telling me to wait. He said he wasn't ready. I told him that was fine. We waited a few minutes before I began again. Once more, he cried out and pulled away, telling me I was going too fast. Oh dear fucking gods. I knew it was going to be a tough time, but I never knew it was going to be near impossible. Then, an idea popped into my head. Pulling away I lay on my back with legs spread. Nathan saw this and asked what I was doing. With a smile, I stroked my dick up and down smearing precum all over my red rocket. I said to him that if he wasn't going to take my pace, then I'd take his. He looked at me with uncertainty, like he wasn't connecting what I was trying to tell him.

>I told the big dummy to ride him. This way, he had full control and could set the pace. If he wanted me to go faster I could go faster, but if he wanted me to slow down I could stop entirely and let him take over. Surely he had done this plenty of times with the girls, right? Nate seemed to like this idea. Very slowly, he crawled over to me. Our bodies touched together as he slowly lowered down on my lap. That moment our eyes met. I could feel something stirring in my chest. I wasn't too sure at the moment, but it might've been love. Or, it couldn't been a budding bromance. I didn't think on it too long as Nathan's warm pucker hole started to grind against my tapered tip. Very slowly, I guided him down onto it.

>Those black ass cheeks settled nicely around my shaft. I could feel the warmth of Nate's ass encompass around my dick. Oh gods the way his sphincter walls quivered eagerly. His anus swallowed me down to the knot. He trembled, biting his lower lip before looking down to me and asking if it was all in yet. I looked at him skeptically, giving his ass a hard spank. I told him he took the entire damn thing already, except the knot. He whinnied at the smack to his rear, but he also seemed very pleased with himself. And, to be honest, he was a big guy, so I think he'd have an easier time taking my length than smaller guys. We smiled at one another before I held onto his hips and told him to start moving. Nate nodded and slowly rose up off my shaft. He threw his head back with a gasp as his eyes went wide. He pushed back down, rolling his hips around as we took our time.

>He rode me for a good long hour. Our bodies were in such passionate heat we lost all track of time. Nathan bounced on my length while I thrust into his passage. My tapered tip poking his prostate every time my hips met with his buttock. He was such a loud one too. Every time he slammed down into my crotch he let out a whinny of pure ecstasy. I managed to roll him over onto his back. Laying on top of him I started to rapidly hammer into him. Oh he loved that! His lips curled back into a goofy, pleasure-filled grin while his legs wrapped around my waist, locking at the ankles. He pulled me closer to him. Our snouts an inch between one another. Then, without warning, he kissed me. It was soft and sudden, but so welcoming. I accepted it. We locked lips and made out like lovers do while my hips wildly hammered into his ass. My engorged knot began to slip inside of him. Before long it popped inside making Nathan whinny into my mouth.

>At this point I lost it. Shoving as much as I could inside, my hips rocked and rolled. Nathan clung onto me, sobbing. Tears of bliss rolled down his cheeks as he clenched his sphincter muscles around my knot squeezing it so tightly that I came. My balls gave a wicked jolt and quiver as I unloaded a thick batch of canine cum into his ass. And just like that, I deflowered my bro like a mare. I could feel Nathan's toes curling against my calves. It was such a glorious feeling I gave him a few wild thrusts. He whinnied against me before pulling out of my mouth. A bridge of saliva connected our lips together before breaking off. He smiled, and I smiled back. The alcohol was long since burned out of our systems, and all that remained was exhaustion. We ended up passing out in each other's arms with me still tied to his ass.

>The next morning I awoke to Nathan's steady heartbeat in my ear. It was accompanied by his steady breathing. My head rest on his chest, rising and falling with every soft breath he took. Last night played through my head. I couldn't believe that this really happened. And then, at once, I regretted it. I took advantage of my best friend in his worst state of mind. Sure, he asked me to do it and all, but I just felt so horrible about it. I managed to slip out of his ass very carefully so as not to wake him. Gathering up my clothes, I went to the bathroom to clean up and shower off. I still smelled of beer and sex.

>Turning on the hot water I stepped into the shower letting the scalding cascade wash over my form. Steam billowed out around me. Last night replayed in my head over and over. The look on Nathan's face; the moment we fought; me bent over the sofa as he fucked me; me fucking him and taking his virginity. I began to cry. My tears washing away down the drain as I slowly dropped down to my knees and curled them against my chest. I buried my head into my arms as I cried. I didn't want to, but I just couldn't keep all my emotions bottled up. What happened happened, and Nathan would probably hate me for it.

>At that moment, the shower curtain was pulled aside as Nathan looked down at me with worry. He knelt down and pulled me close to his chest. He pet over my head, nickering against my ear. He told me he got worried when I wasn't there with him on the sofa. I looked to him and apologized for what I did last night. The horse laughed and silenced me with a kiss. It was so sudden yet passionate I melted into it. Nathan climbed into the shower with me, our huge bodies taking up enough space to the point where he was on top of me and I was under him. My fingers curled into his mane while we kissed. I kept apologizing, but he kept silencing me with his kisses. We ended up doing it again in the shower. I mounted him and fucked him until he sprayed a hot load down the shower drain.

>Throughout the day, we fucked around in different locations. Rumors be damned. If Nathan and I were going to be branded as faggots then we might as well make the best of it. It was mid-afternoon when we finally took a break. The two of us were in my bedroom. I was laying on top of Nathan while he lay beneath me, holding onto my sides as he pulled his length free from my gaping hole. He wrecked me good. And there was a sizeable dent in the wall from where the headboard kept banging against the surface. I smiled to him and asked if being a homo was everything it was cracked up to be. He blushed and slapped my ass, telling me to shut my mouth. I teased, saying only if he was gonna choke me on his big, fat horse dick. That provoked another slap to my ass. So worth it though.

>Nathan then confessed to me that, to be perfectly honest, he was actually curious about the whole homosexual matter, yet he was too afraid to ask anyone or even try it. He had gained such a reputation for being a ladies man that he sort of went with it. But, when Trevor began to spread those rumors, his entire world came crashing down. Seeing people's reactions to such gossip filled him with dread. He battled with these thoughts for a week. Should he come clean and succumb to his cravings, or should he continue to lie to himself and be a 'normal' person like others expected him to be. In the end, he couldn't mask his true desires.

>The stallion grinned at me and kissed my nose, thanking me for showing him what it was like being gay for a day. I asked him if he was going to go back to fucking with females after getting a taste for the D. He went silent for a while; his fingers petting over my head idly. Then, with a hint of a blush, he told me that he liked feeling something inside him. It made him feel complete and satisfied. This made me happy. My tail was up in the air swishing around in glee. Nate saw this and laughed. He called me a good boy which earned him a punch to the shoulder. We shared a brotherly moment together before sitting back up. The two of us had moped around long enough. I wasn't about to let Trevor get away with this. Plus, I wanted to go see how Echolorial was doing.

>Suddenly, my cell phone rang. I yelped in surprise before Nathan reached over to grab it for me. It was an unknown number. Answering it, the horse put it to his ear and greeted the caller. He blinked before turning to me. "It's for you," he said handing me to phone. I put the phone to my ear and announced myself to the person on the other line. I was greeted with a very energetic voice. It was Echolorial. He said that he was out of the hospital, and that he had something to tell me and Nathan. Something about Trevor, a secret that could ruin his reputation. I really didn't start believing in fate until that day. It was like my prayers were answered. Finally, we had our chance to get back at the Doberman of A.L.P!

>That's it for this Chronicle entry. Next time Echo, Nathan and I come up with a plan to get back at Trevor for his wicked ways. However, the outcome of our plan has a tragic result. Then, encouraged by both Echo and Nathan, I decide to set up my own Fraternity! But the only problem is where will I find a suitable location? What kind of Fraternity Alpha will I be? Who will join? What kind of adventures would I lead!? All this will be revealed in the conclusion of my entry of Chronicles of D.O.G. Stay tuned! #signingoff

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