Roger's Lover

The door slammed, waking Adam in his dog bed where he had been napping in Roger’s bedroom. He lifted his head, the dog ears on the strap around his head flopping a bit. As it often did when he first woke up, his anus clenched around the dog-tailed phallus stuck inside him. He reached down to scratch idly at the straps around his thighs that kept it lodged firmly in his asshole, and listened to the sounds coming from downstairs.

There were two voices. One he recognized as Roger, his Master. The other was unfamiliar. There was murmured conversation downstairs for a long time. Adam considered going down to check it out, but he hated it when strangers saw him as he was, naked and impaled. It didn’t matter that they saw him as a dog; Adam knew he was human and it was enough.

He was beginning to drift off again when the bedroom door slammed open and Roger backed into the room, completely naked. He was being pushed into the room by another man, also naked, a black man. A black boy, Adam amended as he came into the room. The boy looked maybe 18, maybe less. He was tall, however, with short, buzz-cut hair. And though Roger was the older at 23, the boy was obviously in complete control. Adam watched as the boy grabbed Roger by the shoulders and their lips met hungrily.

“James, the dog,” Roger mumbled into the boy’s mouth.

The boy paused and glanced down at Adam. “Screw the dog,” he said. “Let him watch.” He pushed Roger backwards onto the bed.

They continued to kiss passionately on the bed, and Adam found that he could not take his eyes away from them. He crept hesitantly forward to the side of the bed to get a better view. James had his hands on Roger’s ass and was pushing him upward, rubbing their cocks together. Roger moaned into his mouth.

Then James started to part Roger’s legs. Roger put a restraining hand on his wrist. “Use the lube,” he said. “It’s in the top drawer. You know I hate it when you push in dry.”

“Yeah, yeah,” said James, but he pulled open the top drawer of the nightstand, reaching in and pulling out a small, half-used bottle of lubricant. He squirted some into his hand, spreading it around his fingers, then shoved three fingers at once inside Roger. Roger hissed and his body arced. “James!” he grunted.

“You were the one who wanted lube,” James said, sounding amused.

“Would it kill you to be a little more gradual?” Roger hissed through clenched teeth.

“You like it when I’m rough,” James challenged, before leaning down and kissing Roger once more. His fingers slid in and out of Roger’s anus as they kissed.

Adam realized that he was hard, very hard, from watching this performance. He reached down idly, almost subconsciously, to stroke his member as he watched James stretch and prepare Roger for penetration.

James took his hand out of Roger and spread some of the lubricant onto his enormous member. Adam blinked, salivating slightly when he finally got a good look at how well endowed James was. It was easily the largest penis he had ever seen on a human male.

Then James pushed Roger’s legs apart and back and nudged into his anus with the head of the huge member. Roger gasped at the penetration, hooking his legs over James’s shoulders and moaning his encouragement. James pushed steadily forward until his whole cock was seated inside Roger, and Adam could see the way Roger’s anus was sorely stretched, accommodating the length and breadth of the monstrous cock.

Suddenly Adam’s hand on his own member didn’t seem like enough. He reached behind him and grasped the dog-tailed phallus with both hands. The straps would not allow him to take it out, but they did give a little, and there was room for the toy to shift inside him. He pulled sharply at the tail, yanking the toy several inches out of his anus. Then he pushed it forward, plunging it back inside, making him gasp when it nudged his prostate.

He looked back up to the bed to find that James had begun to plunge roughly into Roger, fucking him brutally. He stared hypnotized at the spot where their bodies joined, watching Roger’s anus being pulled roughly as James’s cock was dragged out of it, then watching as the tight ring of muscle swallowed the phallus once more, enveloping it greedily.

Adam lay on his back and drew his legs up so that he could fuck himself with the dog toy and watch his Master’s coupling at the same time. Roger was moaning, tossing his head wantonly, calling, “Yes, yes! James! Harder!” James responded by increasing the tempo of his thrusts, slamming his hips forward, pounding his cock into Roger’s anus like a sledgehammer. Adam’s eyes followed the pistoning cock, the way it rammed into Roger’s ass, and mimicked the motion as much as he could with the phallus inside his own ass.

Adam had less stamina than Roger and James. Before long he was coming on the carpet, helplessly pressing the phallus inside himself as deep as it would go. He lay panting for a moment on the floor, eyes closed, catching his breath, when he heard Roger cry out. He opened his eyes in time to see Roger’s cum spill out, covering his chest with seed. James continued to thrust, grunting, his slamming hips increasing in speed until he too stilled, his cum spurting unseen into Roger’s ass.

The only sound in the room for a few seconds was the heavy breathing of the couple on the bed. Then James sighed and yanked himself out of Roger in one swift motion, making Roger hiss. James leaned up and kissed Roger’s mouth lightly. “I’m going to go get my clothes and then I’m out,” he said.

“Mm,” said Roger amiably. “I’d walk you to the door, but I don’t think I can stand. Thanks James. See you later?”

“Sure,” said James. “I think I’ve got some free time coming up this weekend. See you then?”

“Sounds good,” said Roger, as James got off the bed and sauntered out the door. As he did he tipped a wink at Adam, who was still lying on his back on the floor.

As he listened to James descending the stairs, Adam got up and crawled to the bed, where Roger’s fingers were dangling over the edge. He lifted his head and licked at the digits, unable to gather the energy to lift his head any higher.

Roger’s hand stretched down and ruffled Adam’s hair. “That,” Roger said with a sigh, “was a good fuck.”