Posted by Chris on September 27, 2001 at 13:45:05:
In Reply to: puppy love posted by kevin on September 25, 2001 at 23:32:23:
I had my new baby asleep on my chest in a baby sling as I read your story. I got to the dog blowjob and thought, oh, this is just some geek who is defacing the discussion -- but I read on, thinking I would delete the message -- then I got to your girlfriends discovery of your indescretion began laughing so hard I nearly awoke the baby.
Obviously the only solution here is honesty Kevin -- if this really happened -- and I actually believe it may have -- you just have to explain to her that you were rising from slumber and were not exactly fully cognizent of what it meant to have the enthusiastic dog slobbering on your dink. Yes, it was bestiality in one sense but in another, well, it was innocent.
You might want to get tested for worms but other than that, you should be okay.
What do you mean alcoholics have a moment of clarity. My mom was an alcoholic and all she would do is get drunk and pass out on the kitchen floor. Not much clarity there. What are you talking about?
: This past Thursday I took a nap. I dreamt. Let's just Bo Derek, Isabella Rosselini, and I have never met in real life, but if we do it could be on. My neighbor, who happens to be my cousin, and I, live in a duplex with a common backyard. His dog, Pamu, is a smart, one and a half year old border collie who has learned that with a deft push of his nose, he can open my side door, and scamper into my house. I woke to his black and white mug, panting slightly, but patiently waiting, knowing from prior experience that if he woke me agressively there could be trouble. His breath did the trick. Pamu got all excited when he saw me open my eyes and started jumping on me. I had an enormous erection, and his touch felt nice. I encouraged him to lick my penis. He was only to happy to do so. I got to admit it felt really good, at the time, and then I had what alcoholics refer to as a moment of clarity. I was getting blown by a dog. I stopped him, and led him outside, apologizing, saying sweet nothings- "this isn't going to work out." That's when my girlfriend got home from work. I kissed her- our generic greeting, but her lips lingered, wanting more. I was still a little weirded out by the whole dog- blow-job thing, but she has a way of making me forget whatever's on the hot plate. She really is a beautiful woman. Anyway, things grew heated, and I forgot about the dog incident, that is until she went down on me. She saw, or tasted, I guess, the dog's saliva, and started screaming at me. She thought I was cheating on her. I lied to her, and told her I had been faithful, but I think she ciould see from my reaction that I was hiding something. Since then she won't talk to me. I really love her, and want to tell her the truth, but I'm afraid it might push her further away. What should I do? Maybe, I should tell her I was masturbating. Write back ASAP. Kevin
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