Luke walked into the next room, a banquet hall. A massive table dominated the room. It looked like a marriage of the past and present. There were glittering candelabras and paintings by some major Impressionists, but also sleek flat screen TVs and hidden LED accent lighting in almost every room. He wandered into the lavish kitchen, and opened the fridge. One perk of house sitting for the super rich was that they stocked the fridge well. Grabbing a brownie, he set his ass on the counter and began to eat. He bit into the chocolate and looked around. A massive window showed the gorgeous manicured lawn. There were marble countertops, gleaming faucets, and weirdly enough, chains looping down from the vaulted celling. It was if someone took a fucking castle but only remodeled it below eye level in each room. It was the same when he walked into a sitting room and looked up, boom, chains and hooks. “The Moreau’s seriously need to fire their decorator” Luke thought.
Looking at the cavernous space, a thought suddenly jumped into Luke’s mind. “There’s no one else here.”
He was alone in this massive house and he was uncomfortably hard, harder than he had ever been. He reached into his shorts and grabbed his dick. Luke grinned. He was alone. He was all alone and he could do whatever he wanted. He took a deep breath and after a moment’s hesitation, pulled his blue tank top over his head, to reveal his toned abs and tanned chest. Then he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts and worked them down his legs. His dick sprung free from his shorts and jerked painfully. He left his shorts and tank top pooled on the plush rug beneath him
Luke’s erection throbbed painfully in his hand. “Shit.” He thought. “I don’’t think I’ve ever been this hard”. Luke took a breath and began to wander around the vast estate. Just then, Luke heard the sound of nails on a hard floor, and twisted around catching a glimpse of a massive grey blur that came barreling around the corner and ran into him. Luke was caught off balance by a dog, dragging a leash, crashing into his knees, and fell to the ground. He hit the floor hard, smacking his stomach on the floor. He laid there for a second, stunned, nose pressed against the cold marble floor- his wind knocked out of him, Luke laid on the floor for a moment, trying to catch his breath. Then he felt something cold and wet on his ass. He froze. The dog was sniffing towards his ass. The dog’s nose inched closer and closer to his tiny asshole leaving a damp trail on his perfect ass.
Luke jerked away, and scrambled to his knees, but the dog gave a low growl. Luke froze. He knew, in a base, natural part of his brain, that if he moved the dog would attack. So he stayed perfectly still, on all fours on the cold marble floor. Luke held still, his plump ass stuck out until the growling stopped. He took a deep breath and slowly started to move his hand, but almost immediately the dog began to growl again. This thing was huge, taller than he was on all fours. It must have weighed 140 pounds, all rippling muscle and taut sinew. The dogs nose nudged at his ass again and Luke grimaced. He was going to have to wait this one out. He stayed there, tensed as the dog continued its examination.he felt a wet nose prod around his stomach, his groin and then finally his taint. Suddenly, he felt a new sensation: the dog’s tongue on his ass. It scratched at him a little but felt warm and soft as it lapped at his salty, sweaty flesh. Slowly, it made its way closer and closer and Luke bit back a yelp.
The dog’s long tongue reached his small asshole. He’d never felt anything like it. It was electric. He could feel every single stroke of the tongue, and he shook with delight. The dog was lapping away at his musky hole, sending sparks up his spine. Luke gave a small gasp. He could feel it as made its way into the folds and nooks of his ass. Luke trembled and shook. He’d never known his body could feel this good, this alive. But his arms couldn’t take so much ecstasy He collapsed to the ground, leaving his ass pointed up at the dog. He began leaning back into the dog, force more of the tongue onto his ass. He could feel the tongue working its way deeper and deeper into his ass, and he rocked back and forth, his hips trying to shove that tongue into his asshole. Luke moved in sync with the dog, surging back and forth. Sparks danced around likes tender rosebud.The sensations of a long, wet tongue gently caressing his asshole made him quiver with ill contained anticipation. Luke panted as the dog’s tongue sent honest-to-god shivers up his spine. But he couldn’t take it much longer. It was overwhelming! His hips bucked and shook, and his cock trembled. Cum shot out, dripping onto the wooden floor. The dog stopped its ministrations and shoved Luke aside to lap at the white pool on the floor.
Luke sat, stunned that he’d just got one of the most powerful orgasms of his life, from a dog.
“What the fuck is wrong with me.” He thought. “That felt amazing. But what the fuck. What kind of sick fuck has sex with dogs?”
But a relentless thought kept bubbling up. “I don’t care. I want more.”
Luke stared at the dog, eagerly lapping up the pool of his cum. The beast was huge, almost his weight, made of taut muscle. He was powerful. And strong. And that’s when Luke noticed the dog’s dick. It was only half out of its sheath, but it must have been six inches already, mottled pink and grey. Luke caught his breath. Already, veins were visible under the skin, running like river channels along the dog’s dick. He wanted to touch it. He needed to touch it. Luke took a deep breath, and prepared to cross one more bridge.
Slowly, Luke placed a hand on the side of the dog, and very carefully brought his other hand down the dog’s stomach. His mind was screaming at him to stop before he touched the dick, but he knew he had to. He had to know what something so powerful felt like in his hand. He gently brought his hand to the dick and with only a moment’s hesitation, wrapped his willowy fingers around it. Luke let out a small gasp as he realized that his fingers only barely made their way around the dog’s dick, even in its semi hard state. Almost unconsciously, Luke began to move his hand up and down the dog’s dick, relishing the feel of its silky, sweaty skin. The dog’s cock was so hot in his hands, and he relished the feeling of its veins under his fingers. The dog whined and shuffled its feet, but stayed still for the most part. Luke bit his lip as the dog’s dick grew to its full length, reaching nearly a foot in length and six inches around. He couldn’t get his hand fully around the engorged dog’s dick. He’d suddenly become very aware of the fact that he was licking his lips. His mouth suddenly felt empty. He ached to have that long hard dick in between his soft lips. He wanted that warmth deep in his mouth, into his throat, to have it pulsate in his face as he sucked it. He wanted to taste the dog’s warm cum as it spilled down his throat, out the sides of his mouth and dripped down his face.