The Experiment part 2.
by Randall

Disclaimer...
This story contains very graphic descriptions of Male-Dog sex and
bondage. If either of these topics offend you, please do not
read. If you do read this story, then I welcome email of your
positive comments, questions, or helpful critisms to
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The Experiment, Part II

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If you have not read "The Experiment part 1", I suggest you
please read it first.

Thank you and I hope you enjoy.



Warning...
Everyone has a desire... a want they never really have filled,
but they keep on and on trying to have. For some it's a high... a
mind-blowing experience... they turn to drugs in search of it.
For some it's an adrenalin rush.. They climb mountains or base
jump or do something similar to that. I also have a desire. I
think many people have this same desire as me, but I think few
will go to the lengths I will to seek it. I want the ultimate
orgasm. I want to cum so hard and so long that I will completely
lose myself for a while. This desire is so strong that it tends
to rule my life sometimes. The following is an account of the
length I will go to seeking it. Now just like drugs can kill and
adrenalin junkies can end up in the hospital or dead, so can
questing for my ultimate orgasm if you do so as I did. I
therefore want to warn everyone. What you're about to read is a
true accounting of something I did, but I stress the danger of
it. I hope you read and enjoy, but please don't ever try this, or
if you must, please think everything through very carefully.


Story Begins.....
It had been a while since my "Experiment" had occurred. My poor
ass had been sore for almost 2 weeks. I had retired my ottoman. I
had lost too much control and been too sore. I decided I had gone
just a little too far. I had certainly not given up on Brutus. I
didn't have sex with him for about a week, but slowly as the
soreness subsided the desire built up and overtook it. I decided
that, like working out, when something is sore, work the soreness
out of it.

We both howled that first time he tied me a week later. I had
thought most of the soreness was gone, but his extremely large
hard knot proved it wasn't. Soon the lust and the passion
overtook the pain and we had our usual cock draining good time.
Soon we were back to our daily routine.

It was a while after that when I got a 2nd dog. To make a long
story short, my father got sick. I won't go into a lot of detail,
but it was an illness that would prevent him from being active
for quite some time. Because of this he decided to let his dogs
go to good homes.

My Father had several Black and Tan Raccoon hunting dogs. He had
one in particular which I was fond of because he was very
friendly, He and I got along very well, and he had an absolutely
huge cock. I had not experienced this cock, but I had seen it on
various occasions.

I convinced my Dad to give me Rowdy and so I had 2. There were
several reasons I wanted him. First Brutus was at home alone all
day every day while I worked. I thought having a friend for him
would be a good thing. Second, I just liked Rowdy and didn't want
to never see him again. Third, the thought of having 2 dogs that
wanted to fuck me was a great turn on. Anyway, I took Rowdy home
with me and introduced him to Brutus. To my delight they seemed
to get along great from the start.

The next day when I got home, I decided to let Rowdy in on our
little afternoon fun. It was then that I found out a very
unpleasant fact. 2 male dogs may get along very well when alone
together, but 2 males do not always get along when there is only
1 willing bitch and they are both very horny. Our first day of
fun was anything but and ended with me putting both of them out
into the backyard (I had a large fenced backyard where they lived
while I was not home).

The next day I had an idea. I bought 2 long lengths of chain and
2 concrete eyebolts. I went to the basement, mounted the bolts
into the wall on opposite sides of the basement, attached one
chain to each bolt, checked them to make sure they were securely
fastened, and went to get my boys and begin their training.

I brought them in 1 at a time and fastened them to the chains.
The chains were long enough to allow them to roam around half of
the basement and just short enough that they could not get to
each other. They seemed fine and happy and I would walk around
and pet each one. Everything was all tail wags and whines. Then I
got undressed in the middle of the room and got on all 4's. Both
dogs immediately started growling. "Bad Dogs" I said sternly to
both as I got up. I walked upstairs for a while to give them time
to cool off.

I went back down in about 5 minutes and both of them seemed
happy. "No GROWLING!" I said to both very sternly. I got down on
my hands and knees in the middle again. Both of them came as
close as they could, but I started to hear some growls. "No!" I
said. Brutus stopped, but Rowdy continued. I looked at Rowdy and
said No again sternly, but he was only paying attention to
Brutus. I crawled over to Brutus and gave myself to him. I did
not let his knot enter me, but held it with my hand. (I enjoy it
MUCH more with the knot in, but would you risk tying to a dog
that might anytime decide to try to fight another. No, I don't
think I want to be jerked across the floor, or worse have a knot
much bigger than my anus jerked out and then try to make up a
story for the doctor while in severe pain in the hospital).

This continued for several days. I would bring them in, crawl
around, wait for one to growl, tell them to stop, and then have
fun with the one with the most self control (which always seemed
to be Brutus). Sometimes I would let him mount me but not tie.
Sometimes I would practice my oral skills and try to deep throat
the non growling one till I felt him cum down my throat.

Then finally one day neither growled. I crawled in reach of
Brutus and Rowdy just watched. I let Brutus lick and Rowdy just
stood and watched. I then crawled over to Rowdy. Brutus Started
to Growl as Rowdy licked me and started exploring me with his
nose and tongue. "Bad Brutus" I said and then stroked Rowdy's
head to show him everything was okay. Brutus stopped growling and
looked quizzically at me. "Share" I said to him in a friendly
way. Rowdy licked for a while, then jumped up on my back. He had
very little trouble finding his mark and it was all I could do to
keep his knot out. As soon as he mounted me Brutus started
growling. I gave him a harsh look and continued.

Rowdy, though often eager to growl, seemed to enter some blissful
trance. He also had a wonderfully huge cock. Brutus had a larger
knot, but Rowdy seemed to have a longer shaft. Soon he was
pumping me full of hot cum. I was also excited about the fact
that his cock was so long. It would be interesting to have
Brutus's huge knot sometimes and Rowdy's great length sometimes.

I kept this up for weeks. Soon neither dog growled at first, but
then I would crawl back and forth getting licked till finally one
would growl. The moment one growled, I would go to the other.
Also after a while I came to realize that neither dog was going
to do any crazy moving once they knew it was their turn. Shortly
I was knotting with whichever had the best behavior. Brutus was
overjoyed to knot me again. I must confess I was overjoyed to get
that small grapefruit knot in me again also and I came several
quite hard times.

Also I was very happy the first day that Rowdy had knotted me.
His knot, though slightly smaller than Brutus and slightly
different shaped, had been more than enough to fill me. Also he
was long indeed. Brutus was so long that I would feel his cock
against or just entering my bowels and filling me. Rowdy was long
enough that I clearly felt part of his cock enter my colon and
fill my lower belly with hot cum. That was fantastic. I had felt
his longer length in my throat, but I had no idea he was that
long.


For some time my days were slightly exciting to me just in
wondering which dog I would wind up with. I would find myself
daydreaming about those similar-yet-oh-so-different cocks. Would
today be the day I was filled so much my hips would almost be out
of joint or would today be the day I would be very filled, but
invaded internally with half a dog cock inside my intestine.

Finally the day came I had been working for. I crawled between
both and even teased both with some jacking off, but neither
growled. No matter what I did, both just stood waiting for me to
come to him. I decided to try letting them loose. I very
apprehensively unchained both dogs. I spoke praises to them both
as I slowly got down on my hands and knees again. They took turns
licking me and sniffing each other and me. Then rowdy decided to
mount me. Brutus immediately growled. I quickly stood up, chained
Brutus back up, and let Rowdy mount. Then when he finished I took
them both outside. Unfortunately there were a couple of weeks of
this. Whoever growled first was chained up, allowed to watch,
then put out.

Soon I again had both dogs loose and Brutus mounted me. Rowdy
didn't growl, he just watched. I didn't let Brutus tie, but kept
the knot out just in case, but nothing bad happened. Brutus
knotted with my hand, filled my ass with cum, and then I felt him
shrinking so I let him go. Almost as soon as he had came out,
Rowdy was licking my horny ass. The cum dripping out only seemed
to make him lick harder. In a moment he was on my back. I also
didn't let his knot in for the same reason, but there was no
trouble.

Now after a few days of this, I was dying for a dog knot inside
me. I enjoy just the cock filling me with cum, but just the cock
filling me with cum doesn't even come close to the bliss of being
knotted. I brought both of my friends inside and went down to my
hands and knees. Both dogs started licking me but soon Rowdy was
on top of me. It never ceases to give me a feeling of blissful
satisfaction to feel that knot slide into me and swell. I just
gave myself to the feeling. Brutus looked a bit annoyed that
Rowdy was going first, but he just walked around and sniffed.
Rowdy gave me a good 30 minutes of fucking that day and he had no
more than came out than Brutus was on top of me. My first impulse
was to get up... the last time I had 2 knots inside me in quick
succession I had been too sore, but my lust outweighed my
apprehension and before I had time to change my mind I felt his
cock, knot and all, go in to the hilt into my already open ass
and start to swell.

I knew I was committed now. Brutus had his extremely firm grip on
my hips and I could already feel his knot swelling. I gave myself
over to the feeling. Soon I was stretched and tied completely and
I could feel his cum blasting against my insides mixing with
Rowdy's. Brutus gave me a very good fucking. He seemed to last
even longer than usual... maybe because he had to wait so long
for Rowdy... and soon I was in bliss and pouring my cum on the
floor in puddles. When Brutus's huge knot finally shrank and came
out I collapsed on the floor. I could feel the hot dog semen
running out of me and puddling around my tired cock. In a moment
a felt a rough dog tongue lick the length of my
much-too-sensitive cock. I jerked my legs together. This made
even more cum erupt from my ass and run down the back of my
thighs to collect in a pool at the back of my knees and run down
to the floor. I looked back and Rowdy was licking and pawing me,
trying to get me to get up to the position so he could go again.

I carefully got up, never giving him the opportunity to get hold
of me, and then I took both dogs out and took a good long shower.
I could feel the dog cum actually moving inside my belly as I
walked. It was erotic. I also noted that I was a little sore, but
not nearly as sore as last time. Also the erotic feeling of
immediately having one knot right after another before I even had
a chance to think was something that sent my mind spinning. I
mean I had wanted it or I would not have gotten Rowdy, but my
fear of the soreness I'd had after my first double knotting had
almost stopped me.

I finished my shower and ate some supper. I was tired, but I was
also horny. Just knowing that I'd been knotted 2 times and it had
felt that good... I couldn't stop thinking about it. I wasn't
sore. I am obviously so used to this happening that the soreness
isn't a factor anymore. I kept thinking about the last time. I
had felt so very good on my little invention. I had never came so
hard or so often. I had only put it away because I could not
handle that soreness again... it had been hell even trying to go
to the bathroom for a few days. I had put it away because of
that. I had thought of dismantling it, but somehow I couldn't
bring myself to do that.

Now that I had been tied 2 times in one day again and had not
been so sore...  ideas concerning that little device started
coming back. I had been calmed down a little by the fear of the
pain. I had put it away. After all, the ultimate feeling wasn't
so good as to be worth paying for for 2 weeks. But now... that
threat was gone. I almost let Rowdy tie with me today... 3 in one
day... and that would have probably felt good. Brutus had felt
more intense because Rowdy had just finished. Would Rowdy feel
even better because I would be sensitive from he and Brutus?

I fell asleep thinking about tying 3 times on my ottoman. I awoke
the next day with a cock so hard that I almost couldn't pee. I
had dreamed all night. I was so horny that I almost didn't go to
work. When I got home I immediately brought in my friends. I
don't know if they could somehow sense my need, but Brutus had
his cock in my ass and was swelling almost before I had both of
my hands on the floor. There was a little tenderness because of
the day before, but it was very quickly replaced by the constant
throb squirt throb squirt of Brutus's cock. As soon as Brutus
shrank enough to slide out of me, Rowdy was quick to follow.
Rowdy filled me completely full, but didn't stretch me quite as
much as Brutus. Brutus stretched me enough to probably get a
little puffy and rowdy seemed to completely fill that puffy
space. It was great... better than any fantasy I ever had... and
definitely a decision maker that my ottoman would be used again.
When Rowdy finished with me, I collapsed and again felt a tongue
lapping at my ass. Brutus wanted me again. I thought about it...
wondered how a 3rd tie would feel... would it hurt? Would it take
me beyond the pain to a greater pleasure like the other time?
Yes, I decided, it would be worth it. I raised myself and he
mounted me immediately, but at the last moment I chickened out
and arched my back upward keeping him from going all the way in.
His cock swelled and gave me a good dose of precum before he
pulled out and dropped off me.

I was disappointed in myself. I led them outside and went to my
shower. I decided I would definitely use my ottoman this weekend.
Strapped into it I could not chicken out. I could not stop. I
could only enjoy.

*********

I spent the rest of the week thinking up things to do to make
this weekend even more intense. 3 times probably would hurt some,
but it would be worth it. I didn't have any sex with my boys for
the rest of the week. I wanted all of us to be very horny.

By Saturday I was so horny I wasn't sure what my name was. My
boss had made me come in for some overtime on Saturday and I had
been so preoccupied that it had taken me all day to do an hour's
work. Finally it was finished and I could leave. I got home and
let both of my friends in. My ottoman was already in position. I
had dusted it off, shortened the wheels about an inch so I didn't
have the problem of last time, and made sure they were well
oiled.

I went to the bathroom and gave myself a good enema, then
another. I wanted to be very clean for my evening activities. I
usually gave myself an enema, but this time after the 2nd I gave
myself about a half of the water again and stuck in a nice butt
plug to keep the water there. I was going to get a little head
start on being filled.

The butt plug served 2 purposes. 1 was obvious... I wanted to
start out the activities with some warm water inside me and let
them add more. The 2nd was to control which dog had me first. I
decided just to be safe I'd let Rowdy have me first, then Brutus,
and then Rowdy again. That way I'd only be really stretched tight
once and there would be less chance of pain. Ok, I'm a little
scared, but last time hurt.

Then I went to the kitchen and opened the freezer. I had made a
new ice mold to form a cylinder of ice that took just over 90
minutes to melt. I knew Rowdy usually took 30 minutes and Brutus
usually took 40 so by the time the 3rd tie was finished the key
would be in reach, but I would not be able to get loose before
the 3rd tie happened. This way I couldn't chicken out.

I went to the basement, hung up the key, tied the cord from the
butt plug to one of the eyebolts in the wall, and began strapping
myself in. First both thighs and then my waist were secured. I
pulled the strap tight so my ass would be way up in the air. I
was already feeling a tongue on my ass around the plug when I
strapped in my chest. I closed the cuff around my left wrist,
then put my right write in the other cuff and closed it.

Brutus was already on my back, but the plug was stopping him from
getting in me. He tried for a while and jumped off. Then he tried
again for a while and jumped off. Each time he mounted me he
pushed me forward, but by straining against him with my toes and
holding the plug tight with my ass I was able to maintain. Then
Rowdy jumped on me. I relaxed my ass and let him push me forward
and quite quickly the ottoman was pushed forward and the plug
came popping out of my ass.

I had thought this was a wonderful idea. I had not anticipated
that when the plug came out, it would hit Rowdy's cock. It popped
out onto the floor, Rowdy, surprised by an unfamiliar smack to
the cock, hopped off me to investigate, and Brutus hopped up on
me and began poking with his cock.

It was not the order I wanted, but so what? I felt his cock poke
me and then I felt it go in. As soon as he felt my hot ass around
his cock, he began the familiar and blissful shoving to get it as
deep as possible. It felt so good going into me and swelling. I
tried to push my ass against him, but being tied as I was I could
only slightly move. Soon I was stretched completely and full of
his throbbing cock. It felt sooo good. It went deeper and felt
better that usual. I blissfully remembered. The ottoman somehow
always made him go so deep. It was like he went in another 3 or 4
inches while I was strapped into this thing. I felt him filling
me with precum.

In a moment he slid off me and turned. The extreme, almost
painful feeling of his engorged knot spinning it's way around in
my completely stretched ass was almost overpowering. He was
taking me quickly toward the heights of my first orgasm. I was
trying hard... so very hard... to hold back. I wanted to hold it
as long as I could. I knew the longer I could force myself to
wait, the harder I would cum. It was so difficult though. When he
fucked me normally I always came. It was not a choice. His cock
owned me. But like this, so horny before I started, completely
buckled down and at his mercy in every way... and feeling his
hard cock so very deep in me...

I opened my eyes a little and say Rowdy standing at my head
looking at me. I could see his hard pink cock already sticking
out of his sheath 3 or 4 inches. I could plainly see the outline
of his knot inside the sheath. I thought looking around would
help, but seeing him so horny and knowing that fine big cock
would soon be impaling me only brought the orgasm closer.

I closed my eyes and said in a half moan "Good boy. You can fuck
me soon". He must have thought I was calling him because I
immediately felt him jump up on me. I had the side of my face
lying on the ottoman and his weight pinned me tight. He
immediately started poking my face with his cock. The first jab
hit me in the left eye. The pain caused me to jerk my head back
and yell for him to stop. It is amazing how quickly a semi-hard
dog cock will go into your mouth when you jerk your head back and
open your mouth to yell.

He had me. There was nothing I could do. Brutus had control of me
so I wasn't going to roll anywhere. I was completely strapped in
and my hands were down at my sides. My head was pinned tight by a
90-pound dog's chest. My mouth was open. And a Dog cock was
quickly going deeper into my throat and getting larger every
second.

Somehow I got the presence of mind to put my lips over my teeth
and close my mouth enough to try to keep his knot out. I knew I
could deep throat his cock, but I also knew I could not fit his
knot inside my mouth. I managed to get bruised lips, but I also
somehow managed to keep his knot out of my mouth till it swelled.
I had the end down my throat and it was going deeper as it
swelled. I closed my lips around the swelling, hardening shaft
and felt the hot precum shooting through it and coming out in my
throat.

I started to relax. I had one dog cock squirting down my throat
and another pulling, pulsing, stretching, and filling my ass. I
was in bliss. It was almost a disappointment when Rowdy hopped
off me and his cock was jerked from my mouth. Somewhere in the
back of my mind I made a note to find a dog small enough to knot
inside my mouth sometime, but all thoughts were quickly driven
from me by Brutus. He had slowed for a short time, but he started
pulling me and I knew he was building up to another orgasm.

Just a note here. I do not know if Brutus came 2 times or if it
was one long orgasm he had. All I know is I would feel him
spurting into me as soon as he entered but the spurts were small
and quick. Very shortly after he swelled completely and usually
about the time he turned, the spurts would change to hard, longer
spurts. After 10 minutes or so they would revert back to the
small quick ones. Then about 15 or so minutes later he would pull
firmly against me for a minute or 2 and then the strong hard
spurts would start again and continue for another 10 minutes.
After that they would go back to the small ones, then subside
completely, then he would shrink and come out. I always assumed
he came, rested, came, and pulled out. Maybe it was one long one,
which was softer in the middle.

Anyway, as I felt him building then starting his 2nd orgasm, I
felt the hard firm squirts of my cum erupting deep inside me. I
was trying desperately not to cum yet. I didn't want to yet. I
didn't have a choice. I could feel him squirting deep inside me.
I could feel his heartbeat throbbing in his cock and tingling my
whole body with every pulse. Soon I was squirting cum in hard
spurts trying to drill holes into the concrete floor.

Brutus continued throbbing and spurting inside me. I had came
hard, but his cock had such control of me that I don't think I
ever got soft. I just went from my orgasm to building for the
next one. I had built about half of my 2nd orgasm up when I felt
him begin to slow down. His knot still had me completely, but I
felt the wonderful pumping into me stop. Soon I also felt his
wonderful throbbing subside and almost immediately I felt his
cock begin to shrink slightly.

In a moment he shrank enough to slide out of me. Some of his cum
was coming out of me, but most of it was deep in me and I was
trying not to do anything which might push it out. Rowdy, who had
been dancing around me ever since his teasing blowjob earlier,
gratefully wasted no time plugging the openness left by Brutus.

He quickly thrust his cock into my wide-open ass. I felt him go
in, then deeper, then deeper. I felt the end of his cock slide
into my bowels as his knot swelled. In a moment his knot swelled
well beyond any chance of coming out. I could feel his precum
squirt into me. As his knot reached full size and properly
impaled my sensitive ass, I felt his cock start to swell deeply
into me. It entered my colon, then went deeper and deeper. It was
a strange wonderful feeling. I had never had him so deep. It felt
like his precum was hitting my insides just under my navel.

I used my toes to push myself back and forward ever so slightly.
He responded with 4 or 5 more thrusts, but he was already
embedded in me too deeply to move. I felt his cock lock into me
and as he hopped off me and turned I felt every delicious inch of
his knot spin and pull me. I was sensitive from Brutus's
stretching, but that only made me feel every delicious throb and
twitch of Rowdy's hard cock. As he pulled against me and began
squirting long hard wonderful jets of cum into me I felt shivers
run up my spine. It literally felt like his cock was close enough
to my spine to give me shudders. It was a different feeling. It
was good, but I wasn't used to it.

Soon, different or not, I found myself again completely under his
control. Every spurt of his steamy hot cum pushed me closer to an
orgasm. I was lost in the feeling. In a moment I was cumming down
my thighs and on the floor. I felt like I had a small pond in me
and he was adding to it every second. For just a moment after I
came, I felt almost unpleasantly full, but it was only seconds
before his throbbing spurting cock had control of me again. He
quickly brought me to yet another orgasm. His deeply imbedded
cock was milking orgasms from me like a farmer milking a cow.
After the 2nd orgasm I had given up and just let it happen.

After another orgasm, I felt him slow to the smaller spurts he
and Brutus did between orgasms. This feeling was almost, but not
quite, enough to make me orgasm. It was a pleasant tease, which
just left me relaxing and longing for more.

Rowdy decided to walk around for a moment. It is an interesting
feeling indeed to be pulled around by a cock inside your ass.
Rowdy investigated every corner of the basement. He usually
pulled on me some, but on my hands and knees I offered him some
resistance and he would soon stop. While on my extremely well
oiled wheels I was just a cart being pulled along by an
interesting harness.

All the pulling, the precum spurts, the complete out-of-control
eroticism of the whole moment... it was an incredible turn on. I
wasn't about to orgasm, but I was certainly being turned on more
and more every minute.

Rowdy grew tired of this after a little while and soon he stood
still. We stayed like that for an eternity of teasing. Somewhere
in my mind it occurred to me how they made me cum when I was
holding back, but teased me almost but not quite to an orgasm
when I gave myself to them. I felt Rowdy start pulling me again
and I felt his cock begin to start shooting harder into me. I
pushed against him as best I could with my toes and was rewarded
with the pulsing and spurting tingles inside again.

I tried to look back, but I could not raise my head enough to
see. I found myself wishing for a mirror or better yet a camera.
I was a little mad at myself for not thinking of it sooner. It
would have been exciting to have set up a camera to have recorded
today's activities for future viewing. I could only imagine what
my poor ass must look like pulled outward by this huge dog knot.
In a few moments I felt myself squirting cum from my throbbing
cock.

I've came many ways. During sex, I've had toys in my ass,
received blowjobs, whacked off while watching movies or just
lying in bed fantasizing, been masturbated by someone else, and
even too many times to count while being licked on the cock and
ass by a dog. Having a huge dog knot in my ass is the only way I
have ever came with nothing what=so-ever touching my cock in any
way.

My orgasm soon subsided and despite a moment of exhaustion I felt
myself getting excited again. Somewhere in my mind I wondered how
they could have such power over me. Also thinking about how a
throbbing dog cock could always force an orgasm from me turned me
on more. Just before I got worked up enough for an orgasm, I felt
him start to shrink. In a moment he started pulling me and after
a trip across half of the floor I felt him slide out of me.

I was a bit tired. I had came 3 times. I started thinking of the
possible soreness of a 3rd knot. I had never been knotted 3 times
in 1 day. I was also a little full inside. And I had indeed had 3
extremely hard orgasms.

I felt a tongue on my tender ass. Rowdy was lying in the corner
so I knew Brutus was exploring me a bit. I looked toward my key.
The ice had mostly melted, but there were still probably 10 or 15
minutes more melting needed before the key would be reachable. I
felt Brutus mount me. I found myself truly wanting to feel this
3rd knot, but also trying to get away. My ottoman took the
decision away from me. I could not get away even if my life
depended on it right now.

Within seconds my sensitive and swollen ass felt the tip of his
hard cock slide into it. I felt him hump and thrust as half his
cock went in. then he thrusted again and went in up to his knot.
Then he thrusted again and his knot slid through. He thrusted
about 3 more times, each time pulling his knot out and shoving it
back in. It was a mixture of pleasure and pain, but more
pleasure. The third time he was slightly swelled and it went in
with a sort of plop. I felt it go in and then pull but not come
out. There was no doubt he owned me again for a while.

I felt him begin his hard low thrusts to imbed himself as deeply
as possible. He was thrusting so hard he was rolling me forward
into the wall. When we hit the wall he began thrusting even
harder and I felt him slide just a bit deeper. Within just a few
seconds I felt my insides being stretched by his knot as it grew
bigger than I had room for.

It began to hurt. The inside of my ass was swelled from being
knotted 2 times already and he was stretching me hard. We were
locked tight. I felt his cock lengthen and start invading my
bowels and I felt the final 2 or 3 pulses of swelling fuse us. I
had never felt him so tightly imbedded. It was a pain mixed with
the pleasure of complete fullness. I hoped he was fully swelled.
I knew I could not stretch any further. I knew how big he was,
but it certainly felt as if he had somehow grown.

I was just starting to get used to being stretched so tightly and
starting to get aroused again when he turned. This was an
experience. I felt him slide off my back and start to put his leg
over my back and I felt my insides being twisted. He was too
tightly imbedded inside my poor ass to spin. It hurt. I would
have gladly flipped my ottoman over at that moment to have given
myself some relief.

So there we were. He was half turned with his leg on my back, my
ass was being turned inside out by his huge knot and I felt like
someone was trying to pull the inside of my ass up to my
tailbone. I tried to move my ass a little to get some relief and
I started moaning because it hurt. 'HE' seemed to like this and
gave me a jerky couple of thrusts. I was happy he stopped because
I believe he pulled my intestines downward in my body a couple of
inches. In seconds he started throbbing and cumming deep in me.
Somehow either because of the pulsing of his blood through the
veins of his cock or the amount of cum coming out or just his
pressure, he turned just a tiny bit.

Suddenly my desire for him to spin turned into a desire for him
not to move a muscle. Then I felt him slowly move more and then
all of a sudden his cock made a quick half spin to the position
he wanted. I felt ripped and aching. Every single pulse of his
heart was a squeeze of my tender tissues.

Then he pulled and started cumming very hard. I found myself
talking to him, asking him to stop, but he only pulled harder. As
he pulled I felt something through the pain. Every time his hot
soothing cum gushed out, I hurt less and my cock grew harder. It
was becoming less of a hurt and more of an uncontrollable erotic
sensation. I felt every drop of his blood that he pulsed through
that wonderfully huge knot and every single drop of his seed as
it went through that hard cock and gushed against my tender
insides.

I put my toes down and gently pulled myself against his cock. The
feeling of pain slightly increased, but the feeling of being
totally owned and massaged by this cock increased far more. We
both pulled ever harder and I felt his cum being driven deeply
into me ever harder. My single thought was to pull harder. I
wanted his cock pulling and his cum filling me. I needed it. It
was my reason for existing. Soon we were having a tug of war with
me ass. Every pulse of blood a tingle. Every gush of hot sticky
cum a shudder. Every being of my mind and body a desire to make
it feel better.

I do not know how long we stayed like that. I lost myself
completely. I remember feeling the area from just under my balls
to around his cock tighten and flex. I remember never wanting
that feeling to end. I cannot describe this feeling. It is beyond
words. Take that moment just before an orgasm... the moment you
know nothing could possibly stop it but it has not actually
started yet. Now multiply it by 10 and make it last for a while.

I became aware of my cum shooting out of my cock. Every spurt
caused my ass to contract. Every contraction caused me to ache a
little but to feel him more. Every feeling caused another
contraction. Far too soon I finished. He soon finished too...
with his first orgasm. I was floating somewhere on the clouds. I
raised my toes and relaxed. I was reminded of my stretched ass by
a throbbing ache, which was invading my bliss. As I came back to
my senses I knew I would hurt for a while. It had been worth it.
I was so full of cum. I could feel my stomach fighting the
ottoman for space. It was getting fuller by the spurt. I knew
these were his little precum or midcum spurts, but I wondered if
I could hold the rest. One think I did know; as tight as his knot
was in my ass certainly nothing was going to leak out.

We stayed there for a long time; he filling me further with
doggie precum and me balancing between pain and pleasure. I knew
he would soon give me his second load. I knew my ass would pay
for it later, but I wanted it. It took a lifetime but he finally
started to pull against me. I put my toes down and pulled back.
It was not a pain of great hurt, but a pain of discomfort and
pain pushed to eroticism. I cannot explain it, nor have I had it
often, but I can say you'll never understand till you experience
it.

As we pulled against each other and his cock started to pulse in
me again, I let myself go. I first felt his knot pulse stronger
with blood, and then I felt the wonderful eruptions of dog cum
inside me. The end of his cock must have been against my
intestinal wall because even though I could feel the lake inside
me, I could also feel every spurt as it came out. I felt so very
good. We kept this blissful tug of war up for a very long time
before he finally slowed down. I had felt myself working slowly
toward another orgasm, but somehow even though I'm sure he came
for 15 minutes, I never quite got there.

As he shrank, his half swelled knot pulled from me in a pop. Pain
rushed from my ass to my brain and back. I just laid my head down
and rested there, recuperating, getting over the pain. My
combination of not sleeping enough because of my excitement,
getting up early for unscheduled work, and orgasming so hard I
forgot my name, had taken their toll. I had almost fallen asleep.
I had laid there, recuperating, thinking, relaxing, and had
suddenly been jerked from my contentment by the realization of
where I was. My back was aching, my ass was too sore to try to
close, my belly felt like the Atlantic Ocean, and I was very
hungry.

I heard a lap-lap sound. I looked around. Both of my boys were
having a drink from the cold puddle that had formed on the floor
when the ice around the key melted. My first thought was to
wonder why Rowdy had mercifully not taken a 2nd turn. I guessed
the blowjob and fuck had been enough. I was very happy about
this. His knot was smaller than Brutus by a little, but the way
my ass had felt that was little consolation. I could not have
been there long. The ache had not subsided in my ass. Maybe I had
rested 15 minutes or so.

The ice had melted correctly and the key was hanging in reach
just where it belonged, but Brutus and Rowdy were right there
under it. Now, my problem was; how do I get close enough to reach
it without getting another knot buried in my way over used ass.
My colon wanted to release all the cum, but if I could relax
enough to get loose and to the bathroom first then there would be
a much easier cleanup. Besides, the cum splattering on the floor
would most certainly bring them here to lick, and licking will
certainly lead to another knot, and I cannot stand that.

I cursed myself for not rolling to the key immediately. I decided
now was the best time to try. Waiting will only give them time to
get horny again. Maybe right now they are both too tired to care.


I rolled slowly and cautiously toward the key. I knew this was a
bad idea, but I also knew waiting longer would only be a worse
idea. I crept ever so slowly toward the key. Rowdy, apparently
having drank his fill, walked away and out of sight. I worked
myself forward slowly and cautiously over against the wall on the
opposite side of the puddle from Brutus. I then began to inch
myself toward freedom.

When I got within about 2 feet of Brutus, he looked up at me. I
pushed forward a little. "Move" I whispered sternly. As he moved
back a little, I felt a tongue on my ass. I pushed myself forward
quickly and started trying to get hold of the key. Brutus went
around to investigate my tender nether regions, which Rowdy had
just found. I felt the key and tried to grab it. Rowdy jumped on
my back and started trying to mount me. Somehow with my body
against the wall he was having difficulty. Unfortunately his
thrusting was causing me to shake, making it very hard for me to
get hold of the key.

I felt him jump off me, but in jumping away from me, he pushed me
forward and out from the wall a little. I tried to push myself
back, but he mounted me again which spun me around a bit so I was
at about a 45-degree angle with the wall. The key was hanging
near my head teasing me and my poor ass was now stuck out and
fair game.

I started pushing as hard and fast as my toes would push, trying
to get against the wall again. I felt a large paw on my left
cheek and strong claws pulling my ass back out to them. Again, as
I struggled toward the key I felt him mount me and without the
protective wall at my side I felt his cock slide neatly into my
sore stretched hole.

I knew there was nothing I could do. I felt every hot veiny inch
of that cock slide in and out of me. I still tried to get to the
key and was pushing myself forward. I felt his knot on the
outside of my ass. I was almost there. I felt the rough surface
of his barely swelled knot slide painfully through my anus and
come to a stop in the well-used cavity, which was once my bowels.
I felt the hard thrusts. I felt myself roll forward beyond the
key. I felt the knot starting its growth.

I knew, without doubt, that I would now have my 4th knot of the
day. I decided to try to make some more room for the cum I was
about to receive. I pushed a little, but the knot was quickly
making this impossible. I knew Rowdy's knot was going to fill
every gap in my swelled and puffy nether regions. "Damn It Rowdy,
That Hurts! Why couldn't you wait?" I said. He was only half
swelled and already I felt completely full. Then, as if in
response to his name, Rowdy walked around and sat in front of me.


It was then the true realization hit me. Brutus!!! It was Brutus
fucking me, not Rowdy. I knew Rowdy would hurt my ass badly
because I was already very swelled and tender, but at least his
knot was not quite so big. But Brutus was able to stretch me to
the point of nothing left when I was fresh and ready. I felt his
knot expand. With every thrust his huge cock slammed deeper into
me and his knot grew further. I tried once more to force out some
cum, but it was too late. His knot had taken up far more space
than I had to give already and it was growing still bigger.

At that moment if you had told me that someone had put a red hot
basketball inside me and fully inflated it I would have
completely believed it. His knot was swelling to the point that
it was actually forcing the blood and swelling partially out of
my ass just to make room for it. It was a feeling of pain that I
had never before experienced. Every beat of his heart sent a gush
of blood into his knot, expanding it, and starting a wave of pain
in my ass which washed up my spine and crashed against my brain.
I only wanted out. I needed to get away but it was not going to
happen.

Mercifully his watermelon of a knot finally stopped growing. Now
only his cock length grew, once again finding the huge crevasse
of my intestine and sliding happily in. I knew what was next, but
I would have done almost anything to have stopped it. He stepped
off me to turn. Again he was too tight to spin, but the lube of
the little bit of cum I pushed out before he completely shut me
off helped a little. His knot was turning a little with each
pulse of his heart. It was little consolation. I felt as if a
roll of briars was being spun in my ass.

Eventually he finished spinning. He started the familiar feeling
of pulling against me and spurting his scalding cum. It was at
this moment I became aware of a strange situation. I had tears in
my eyes and I was gritting my teeth, but I became aware through
no thought I could recall that I was pushing against him and my
cock was hard enough to drive nails.

I was on fire. Everything from the area just below my shoulder
blades, around my cock and ass, and all the way around to my
chest was on fire. A painful, crazy, insane, lustful, all
consuming fire, which was slowly spreading over the rest of me. I
thought my intestines and my cock and balls might be pulled from
me at any time to live the rest of their days in bliss around a
dog knot, but I didn't care. I managed to get my toes securely
against the floor and O pushed against him as hard as I could in
my position and I lost myself completely. I was pushing so hard
my toes were aching, but I only wanted more. Somewhere I knew how
bad I hurt, but it did not matter. I only wanted more.

I felt his strong proud heart pulse his blood through his knot.
My body shuddered with each pulse. I felt his gallons of hot cum
spurt into me. I was so full of cum that I would have not been
surprised if it had started running out of my nose and ears, but
I wanted more. My body was resisting being filled any further,
but the resistance only made me need more. He pulled and I pulled
back. He squirted and I shuddered and hoped it would never end. I
felt my orgasm begin. My whole body convulsed on each gush of cum
from my cock. As I came, what remained of the muscles in my ass
grabbed his cock. As I grabbed, he spurted harder. As he spurted
harder, he pulled harder. As he pulled and spurted harder, so did
I.

We remained in this position of mutual bliss for some time. As my
first orgasm ended, my second one began. I know toward the end of
my 2nd orgasm I was only convulsing, but spurting nothing. I
vaguely remember my orgasm subsiding. I also think his subsided
about the same time. Just about the time my pain was starting to
overtake my bliss, I felt him shrink and come out. He had not
been in me long. I suppose the first 2 had been about all he had
for the day and the 3rd was a quickie to him.

As his knot popped out, I felt the hot cum run across the lower
half of what was once my ass and down my cock, balls, and thighs.
I rolled myself over against the key which I had been about 1
foot away from for who knows how long and quickly managed to undo
my handcuff. I undid the straps around my chest, waist, and
thighs. I couldn't raise myself off the ottoman because the pain
in my ass and in my back from being arched was too much. I
managed to pull the key over and undid the other hand, then I lay
back down to relax. I almost immediately felt the intense pain of
my poor poor asshole being licked again.

I found the strength to roll off the ottoman and onto my back on
the cool floor. Rowdy gave my cock a quick lick and then walked
off and lay down. I felt the dog cum run out of my ass and under
my body on the floor. By the time I finally got myself
straightened out and the pain had mellowed down to a dull
burning, I was lying in a pool of cum. I didn't care. The cool
floor felt so good to my aching back and my poor burning ass.

In a while I was finally able to stand up. Standing caused a
renewed river of cum to flow out of my ass and down both legs. My
asshole was hurting far too much to try to control it so I just
stood there till it subsided.

Eventually I was able to get both of my boys upstairs and
outside. I staggered to the shower and turned it on, then just
lay down in the tub and let it blast me for a while. After a
while I got out, dried off, and sat on the toilet. I sat there
and passed warm spurts for about half and hour. Then I cleaned up
a little "OW!" and threw 4 or 5 towels on the bed and collapsed
into a slumbering coma.

************

"What was the result?" Many may ask. Well, the highlights were as
follows. When I woke up about 4pm the next day my ass worked
again, but was very sore. I mopped up about 1/4 of a bucket of
cum from the basement floor. It hurt to just sit for 3 days and
hurt to go to the bathroom for almost 2 weeks. I didn't even try
to knot with either of them for 15 days, and when I finally did
it was still quite sore. All the soreness didn't go away for
about 1 month. I kept my ottoman and knotted with EITHER of them
2 times in a row several times after that, but never did I try 2
dogs at the same time on my ottoman again. My cock and balls were
so sore that I didn’t even have any desire to masturbate for a
couple of days.

Am I glad I did it? Yes. Was it worth it? For 2 weeks after I did
it I would have said no, but now looking back I am glad I have a
memory this intense. Would I do it again? I do not know... so far
I haven't worked up the nerve.


Randall