Carla’s Capture – Sequel III – page 30
Toby finished muzzling the second dog, and I heard him say, “It’s safe now. You can begin.”
So I did!
I hadn’t planned what to do, or how to do it, I just knelt by one of the dogs, reached under his belly, and began stroking his cock.
He tried to step away, but I held on and continued stroking. From what seemed like a great distance away, I heard whistles and cheers. My audience was showing their approval.
The dog stopped trying to pull away and I heard him whine softly. I also felt a reaction within my hand. He was becoming stimulated and his cock was starting to extend from its sheath!
My conscious mind had retreated as far as it could. It wasn’t going to get any better than it was! I looked under the dog’s belly and saw about 3 inches of red, wet cock protruding from its sheath.
I also smelled the rank odor of an active and dirty dog. Much stronger than the odor I remembered smelling from Ivan. There was nothing I could do about it, so I tried to ignore it.
Now, there was about 4 inches extending from the sheath. No one had told me what to do or what was expected, but I knew! I was going to have to take it in my mouth!
So I braced my free hand on the floor, bent my head under the dog’s belly, and sucked it in.
The taste and smell was much worse than I remembered!
Dimly, I heard the audience cheer!
My conscious mind retreated a little bit further then!
But not before it reminded me about the second dog!
Well, in all honesty, the dog may have helped when he tried to stick his muzzled snout up my ass! He couldn’t bite, but he could still lick!
I let the first dog’s cock slip from my mouth but continued stroking with my hand as I sat up next to him. With my now free other hand, I began stroking the second dog’s cock.
Without looking up, I said, “Make one of them lie down - on his side, if you can.” I didn’t look up because I couldn’t look either man in the eye. Shame is a strange emotion, and I was very ashamed of what I was doing, even though I had no choice!
A voice gave commands, and the second dog lay down in front of me and flopped over on his side. I resumed stroking his cock. Gently, I pulled the first dog closer, so that I could stroke both of the dog’s cocks at the same time.
The first dog was almost fully aroused now and I felt the knot expanding at the base of his cock. About 5 or 6 inches of wet, red dog cock projected from his sheath.
The second dog wasn’t as excited, and only an inch or so of his slimy purplish cock was visible. I stroked a little faster and another inch emerged. It was going to take more than stroking to get this dog aroused!
So, very reluctantly, I leaned forward and down, and sucked the cock into my mouth. Once more, my senses were assaulted by the rank, rangy odor and foul taste of an unwashed dog.
The response from the second dog was almost immediate. His cock slid out of the sheath and deep into my mouth almost gagging me. My stomach picked that moment to rebel and bile started to climb from it into my throat.
Remember – spit or swallow!
Automatically, I swallowed – and about 5 inches of slimy, smelly dog cock slid part way down my throat.
I had sucked dog cock before! This was the first time I had swallowed one! I hoped to God it was the last time too!
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