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Chris freaked out and stuffed himself back into his pants. Then ran out of the room faster than he knew he could and grabbed Ozzie. He ran back, into to the bathroom in the room and put a dab of toothpaste in Ozzie’s mouth. Downstairs Justin had unlocked the door and walked into the house, necking with Tony. He was walking upstairs and told a giggling Tonya to wait on his bed for him. “Chris? Chris where are ya man?” He called quietly. He turned into the bathroom and saw the toothpaste tube on the floor and some toothpaste squirted here and there. Chris was rubbing Ozzie’s muzzle with a washcloth. “What happened?” he asked. Chris looked up at him acting surprised to see him. “Hey, you’re back. Oh, not much, Ozzie got the toothpaste while I took a nap and made a mess of himself. I’m just getting the rest of it off his face.” “Oh.” Said Justin, picking up the chewed toothpaste tube and throwing it in the trash. “How was your date?” Asked Chris, as he finished cleaning Ozzie’s muzzle. “Great. Oh! Actually, she’s waiting for me now, in my room.” He said. “Oh! Go J, go J.” Chris teased. Just then Ozzie jumped up onto Justin’s legs and started barking and trying to play. “Shit, I know how he gets when I have someone over. He sits at the door all night and whines to be let in. It always kills the mood and they leave… Chris, do you think you could like, just keep him in your room for the night? He just doesn’t like to be left alone. He won’t bother you, I promise! He’ll, probably just curl up on the floor and sleep. Please, do this for me Chris? Please?” “Yeah, sure. I was just planning on watching tv or something and going to bed anyhow. He won’t bother me. You go ahead and do what you’re gonna do.” He said, picking up Ozzie. “Oh thanks!! Thanks a lot!” said Justin as he practically skipped out of the room. Chris could hear him from the bathroom- ‘I’m here, baby. Now, lets just take care of that old sore shoulder of yours….’. Chris laughed and went to the door, closing and locking it. He set Ozzie down on the floor. “Just you and me, buddy. And Justin’ll be too busy to notice anything happening in here.” He said, and at the thought of what would be happening, he felt his cock twitch. “First things first.” He said, and went over to the movie cabinet and moved aside the regular movies, and stacked them on the floor. He stood, hands on his hips reading the titles of Justin’s porn selection ‘Big Breasts’; ‘Barely Legal Teens’; ‘Tight Cunts, Huge Cocks’; ‘Over 60’- “Over sixty?!” He pulled out the movie and looked at the cover. There was a saggy-breasted, wrinkly woman on the front sitting in a chair with her legs spread with her tongue sticking out and her dentures in her hand. “Oh, my lord.” He said, and put it back on the shelf. “Oh, god, Justin!! I’ve never had that done to me before!” “Ye-I bet. Kinky little bastard…” Said Chris as he continued to browse titles. ‘Girls Gone Wild 1, 2, 3 and 4’; ‘Jerry Springer Unedited’; ‘Playboy’; ‘Bondage’- “Hey, baby, let me go get a present for you...” Chris heard through the wall. He heard a door open, footsteps, and then a knock on his. Chris saw a long, veiny dildo sitting in the back of the cabinet. He grabbed it with two fingers and walked over to the door. Justin was standing there barely covering himself with one hand. “Sorry Chris, I just need-” Chris handed him the dildo. “Can you hear us?” “Yeah. But it’s okay. I’ll be making my own noise soon.” Said Chris, making masturbation movements with his hand. “So we’ll both have to deal.” He said. Justin said ok and thanks and walked back to his room. Chris continued to browse. He looked through much more of Justin’s porn selection, until he saw a video that he thought would have a good amount of moaning and noise. He put it in the dvd player and grabbed the remote. “Ozzie, come here.” Chris said, and patted the bed. Ozzie jumped up onto the bed and started wagging his tail. “Are you as anxious as I am about this?” He said, looking at Ozzie. Ozzie just tilted his head and gave Chris the same goofy look as always. “No I guess not…” He felt really stupid for a moment, and considered calling it all off and just going to bed, but as he glanced at Ozzie, he saw that the dog was showing pink. Chris felt his own groin stir and turned on the movie. Soon there were moans coming from the movie and the adjacent room. Chris stood up and pulled the chain on the ceiling light, turning it off, and at the same time, pulled off his shirt. Ozzie seemed to become un interested in tv, or the loud sounds from the next room, so he lay down and began to fall asleep. Chris quickly finished disrobing and sat on the bed. He nudged Ozzie with his foot and whispered as loud as he dared. “Ozzie… Ozzie wake up, boy. Wake up.” Ozzie stirred and yawned. He looked at Chris and seemed to perk up instantly when he saw Chris’ nakedness. Ozzie stood up and trotted over to Chris’ penis, and began licking and slurping on it happily. Chris, more glad to feel the sensation again than he would admit to himself, let out a moan. He slid down into a half-laying position to be more comfortable, and Ozzie moved as well. As he felt he was about to cum, Chris grabbed Ozzie’s head and held it over his cock, and released into his mouth. Chris sat for a couple minutes, recovering. While he did this Ozzie busied himself with licking Chris’ balls, and trying to get at Chris’ asshole. Chris was about to get up and get dressed again when he felt Ozzie’s tongue stroke his hole, and felt his cock jump. He lifted his knees up, giving Ozzie better access and felt Ozzie begin licking more, and faster. In moments, Ozzie had tried to mount Chris’ knees, and began pumping the air. Chris sat wide eyed as Ozzie did this and grew increasingly more aroused. He, though cautiously and slowly, turned over onto his stomach, and raised himself onto his hands and knees. Ozzie sniffed Chris’ ass and licked in his hole a couple of times before he tried to mount him again. He started to hump, and Chris felt his doggie-cock hitting his legs and his ass cheeks. After a few seconds Ozzie stopped and hopped down, then walked around the bed and sniffed and licked Chris’ ass again. Chris figured he might need help getting it in, so when Ozzie tried to mount him again, he put his hand under him and helped guide him in. That was all it took. Ozzie pushed in and he began pumping. Not easing in, letting Chris get used to him and then picking up speed…but full to-the-hilt and pounding thrusts. “Oh!” Chris gasped. Soon, though, the pain subsided and he felt something new, and weird. There was a, swelling feeling. He felt things get tighter and tighter until he was afraid he might be hurt. Chris tried to pull away but found he couldn’t get Ozzie out of him. He heard a small sound behind him but didn’t notice as he started to panic. Ozzie growled and continued his siege on Chris’ ass. Chris started crying and was about to try and hit Ozzie away with a pillow when a voice startled him. “Stop it. He’s knotted you, and you’re going to just have to stay there and wait it out.” Chris gasped and looked back and up to the door. Justin was silhouetted by the light in the hallway. “Justin? What's taking so long?” “Give me a minute, Tony,” Justin called over his shoulder. “I’ve got to find them.” He stepped into the room and closed the door. The room was pitch black again, but Chris heard the lock click. Damn… How could I have forgotten about that? He thought. He saw a shadowy figure which he assumed to be Justin walk over to one side of the room. He heard a drawer open and then close. All of a suddenly there was a small ‘click’ and Chris was enveloped in a flash of blinding light. He ducked his head and blinked, trying to adjust his eyes. There was a small, quick whir. Then another click and flash. Another whir. Click-Flash. Whir. Click-Flash. Whir. Click-Flash. Whir. Justin was taking pictures of him. He froze, mortified, and kept his head down. Chris felt several spasmodic thrusts and then felt himself involuntarily orgasming as Ozzie’s penis hit his prostate over and again, eliciting strained, embarrassed moans from his throat. Soon the camera stopped and Chris’ eyes re-adjusted to the black nothing. There was a ‘clunk’, and another drawer was opened and closed. Chris thought he saw Justin move back towards the door. He ducked his head as yet another light blinded him. When he looked up, Justin’s silhouette had a box-shape in his hand and was looking at him with his other hand on the door handle. He stared at Chris, silently. Then spoke. “Don’t leave.” Was all he said, and re-closed the door. Nails scraped Chris’ thighs as Ozzie dismounted him… Bringing Chris’ mind, which up until then had centered on what Justin planned to do with him, and the pictures he took, back the present. |
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