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Subject: {ASSM} THE BLACK LAB (beast- man and dog)
Date: Mon,  4 Mar 2002 20:10:06 -0500
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THE BLACK LAB
By Whyld Goose
(C) February 7, 2002
Edited by Am li  Bl nchard

This may be a true story, or it may be a figment of my imagination. You decide if it's real or not. Only the names have been changed. It is a graphic account of sex between a man and a dog. If you are under 18, or if you are under the legal age in your country, go seek your jollies somewhere else. If humans and animals copulating isn't your bag, then you, too, find your pleasure elsewhere.

I have been working on construction projects for over twenty years now.
The present site was an AM radio station's transmitting towers and buildings.
The location was out in farm land of an urban county.
I was working by myself, which is often the case...
And which I rather prefer.
The weather had beautiful for late summer.
On this location I could hear crickets, crows, wild birds...
All of the noises of the quiet land.

The day had been a particularly good day, production wise.
I was installing grounding straps from several locations in one of the buildings.
They were solid copper, 1/16 inch by 4 inches wide.
There was a similar sized ring of copper strapping in a loop around the building.
I had to silver solder them at their junction points.
Then they would be buried.
The process was necessary to eliminate noise and for safety.

Early in the afternoon, as I was kneeling and soldering, 
I felt something cold brush my arm.
My first reaction was to recoil, then be careful with the torch.
I saw that my visitor was an adult male black lab.
I am profoundly fond of animals.
(I share a wicked grin with you here.)
So I put out my torch, set my solder aside and sat down.

My new friend sat down in front of me.
I talked to him a bit, scratching his ears as I did.
I thought I saw a different color appear near his chest.
When I looked closer it wasn't his chest at all.
The tip of his penis was becoming unsheathed.
I caught my breath.
My heartbeat quickened somewhat.
I started to get hard myself.
I have been in this kind of situation before.

I tested the waters with my new found friend.
I breathlessly placed my hand around his sheath.
Oh my!! I cannot describe the feeling this generates in me.
My friend didn't move.
I knelt I front of him and cupped his balls with my other hand.
Gently and slowly I moved his sheath along his cock.
Gently and slowly I kneaded his ball sac.

My own cock had reached full proportions.
Unzipping my pants, I released it from its prison.
My friend nodded his approval by nuzzling my member.
Placing one hand on his sheath and balls, I touched his cock.
My own jumped with anticipation.
Pre-cum had oozed slowly from the end.

Moving my hand along his cock, I unsheathed him.
Soon I had his glorious member completely exposed.
Just a little more manipulation, and the knot was out also.
Soon I was moving one hand along the length of his cock.
The other hand stroked from his knob to his balls and back.
It wasn't long before he was gently humping my hand,
Fucking his cock in and out of it, matching my rhythm.

Then the moment I had been waiting for arrived.
Such power I felt in his organ as he began to spew his sperm.
He groaned a little, almost like I might sigh.
Then I began to unload my own pearly essence.
No, nothing touched my cock.
Only the power of the moment overtook me.
We both came for a long time.

I lowered my mouth to his cock, cleaning him up.
How delicious his juices tasted.
He didn't need much instruction himself.
He began licking my sperm off his coat.
When I saw that, I held my own cock in front of him.
He didn't disappoint me.
Almost greedily, he cleaned me up thoroughly.

I couldn't keep my hands off him.
Excitedly, I began to masturbate him again.
Responsively, he fucked his cock in and out of hand.
Again he came copiously, seeming to never stop.
He stayed around all day, always close to my side.
When I started to leave, I scratched his ears and kissed his nose.
I had been pleasured to the utmost.

I thought of him often that night.
On the way to work the next day I wondered if I'd see him again.
(Here, I chuckle loudly to myself.)
There he was, waiting for me.
We didn't waste any time renewing our lust relationship.
What a wonderful partner he turned out to be.
It seemed like neither of us could get our fill of sex.
I was sad to finish the job six weeks later.
But it is six weeks that remain in my memory.
And the memory still brings me joy.

-- 
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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