Date: Tue, 30 Dec 2008 08:59:30 -0600
From: M P <ripnitch@gmail.com>
Subject: The Great Dane Of The Desert

A cool breeze soothed Derek Trevino's sweat-drenched body and camouflage
pants. The sun touched the rocky horizon, and the silhouettes of brush and
cacti stretched for miles ahead of him. He tied his camo jacket around his
waist and continued to forage for berries, fruit and piñón while the other
men hunted buffalo. Cedar and Creosote bushes and Joshua trees lined the
rim of a dry arroyo ahead. He approached the shallow precipice of the
parched stream and before he could enter, a vicious growl startled him.

In the streambed stood a domesticated Great Dane, bright gold with a dark
smoky muzzle. Derek had expected a coyote or mountain lion, not a
domesticated pet. The beast arced back and snarled, baring its sharp
canines. Behind the animal stood a nineteen-year-old boy, lithe and pale,
wearing only a kilt of ripped denim and coyote furs over his forearms and
shins. Red hair fell to his shoulders and a scraggly beard lined his
jaw. The dog looked massive next to the boy, standing higher than his
waist.

The boy calmed his beast and frowned at the gruff man who stood tall with a
bushy brown beard and coarse black hair across his pecs and down his
stomach. Tattoos of eagles flew up his forearms and biceps.

"I won't hurt you," the man said. "I'm not a member of the D army or any
side-factions."

The boy gave his dog a treat, not responding to the man.

"My name is Derek. Are you out here alone? I'm with a group of seven
men. We're headed for the New Albuquerque settlement. What's your name?"

The boy put both his hands on the dog's head and scratched lightly. The dog
stared proudly at the older man.

"Are you hungry at all?" Derek asked.

Gusts of wind rustled the boy's hair and the bushes around them.

"Do you even talk?"

"No, I don't," the boy finally said. He spoke in plain unaccented
English. His voice shook like he hadn't used it in a long time. He fought
to find his words. "My name—is Alex."

Derek nodded. "Perhaps you can help me find some things to eat out
here. There isn't much light left, but I'm gathering food for my men. I
have a feeling you might know your way around here better than I do."

Alex got down on one knee and pressed his forehead against the Great
Dane's. The dog pulled back, glanced at Derek, then licked the boy's face
with a big sloppy tongue.

The boy stood and led Derek to patches of prickly pears, beavertail cacti,
and even several short Emory oaks with fertile dangling catkins, all lush
and full of nutrients.

Alex's dog was named Toro and Toro had a good nose for what was safe and
what wasn't. At one point he stopped and growled at something ahead. In the
twilight, Derek and Alex saw a rattlesnake half-obscured by a rock, which
they delicately avoided.

After an hour of foraging, it grew too dark and Derek took Alex and Toro
back to his camp.

The men welcomed the boy and his dog and fed them buffalo in return for
helping Derek forage. Some of the men enjoyed Alex's youthful handsome
features and the red sheen of his hair. They enjoyed having a dog with them
too, but the beast was cold and wouldn't play games like fetch and he
growled if anyone other than Alex tried to pet him.

At the campfire, Alex told Derek he found Toro years ago in the ruins of
Phoenix, his hometown. He wandered the Southwest after his family was
killed. He hadn't spoken to another human in over three years and found the
process difficult, even with Derek's jovial men.

"When you give me food," Alex said. "I want to lick the side of your face."

Derek felt uncomfortable that he didn't entirely hate that idea. "It's all
right. A `thank you' is enough. You'll adjust to how people communicate
again. It'll come back to you."

A thin tattooed man sat next to Alex. He took a drag from his cigarette and
ran his hand through the boy's hair. "You can lick my face if you want."

Toro roared and leapt on the man, the massive dog knocking him into the
dirt. The man screamed and curled up and tried to roll away. The dog
viciously bit his arm and torso, muzzle flinging back and forth ripping
flesh. Derek and several other men tried to pull the beast off the man.

Alex sat calmly and touched his hair where the man did, frowning. In the
orange flickering firelight, he watched his beast tear away at the man.

The men managed to pull the Great Dane off his victim. The bruised and
bloody man scrambled to his feet, his jacket torn to shreds. Streams of
blood ran down his arm and he cursed and spat. "That monster was trying to
kill me!"

Derek turned to Alex. "Are you all right?" He made sure not to touch the
boy in any way.

"Is he all right?!" the skinny man yelled. "Look at me!"

Alex glanced at Derek shortly, whistled to his dog and left the
campfire. "Don't come near me," he said, walking away.

The boy walked down the shallow hill. He lay one of the blanket's given to
him on the ground, not too far from Derek's tent. He reclined on the ground
and Toro curled around him. The dog rested his chin on the boy's arm and
eyed Derek.

The other men scattered to their tents to sleep. Derek sighed and walked to
his tent and Toro's eyes locked on the man for every step he made.

"I'm not going to do anything," Derek said absently to the dog. "I have a
wife." He reached his tent and unzipped the door. "... I had a wife."

The fire eventually burned out and the moon rose high in the sky. Derek
woke up in the middle of the night and left his tent to relieve himself
away from the embers of the campfire.

He came to a rocky precipice and looked over the edge to see where his piss
would land. At the bottom of the fifteen-foot drop, Alex lay nude on a
blanket and furs. Moonlight touched his milky body and Toro towered over
him, face-to-face.

Derek quickly put his dick away and zipped himself up and was about to find
another place to piss, but Alex cupped the Great Dane's muzzle, pulling him
down to his lips, and the dog licked across the boy's nose and cheeks.

Derek turned his nose up at the sight, not quite sure what he was seeing.

Alex wrapped his legs around Toro's hind like a lover, writhing his body up
against the Great Dane's smooth gold hair. The beast's red prick swelled
out of its sheath, growing to eight inches at least, fat like a horse
cock. The pink python throbbed against the boy's hard six-inch cock.

Derek grunted in disgust and watched with revulsion as Alex released his
thighs from the Great Dane's sides and pulled his feet back in the air,
spreading his raised exposed ass. The dog widened his stance, lowering
himself, humping over Alex, his red prick grazing the boy's balls and
thigh, searching for a way in.

Alex reached down and wrapped his hand around the dog's pole and guided it
to his puckered hole. Finding the boy's sphincter, the dog humped against
it, forcing his way in. The massive prick pushed in and Alex groaned in
pain. The Great Dane fucked quick and shallow, just and inch or two, and
the boy dropped his feet against the dog's rear, pushing him deeper in with
his heels. Toro licked Alex's forehead and nose, down to his lips. He
sniffed lower and gnawed on the boy's neck, sharp canines grazing over his
jugular veins.

Alex moaned for Toro, shivering, so enraptured in lust he sounded afraid.

Toro could have easily torn Alex's neck out with one chomp. Derek thought
to intervene, but couldn't push himself to do it.

Toro panted and snarled on Alex's neck, thick gobs of drool spilling down
the boy's collar bone and chest. The dog's pace intensified, fucking so
quick his paws jumped against Alex's sides.

Alex whimpered and his cock bounced with each rapid hump. The beast fucked
him silly, shoving deep until the knot of his shaft squeezed against Alex's
stretched sphincter. Alex gasped and wailed like a bitch as the dog fought
deeper in.

And Derek fought arousal. This should have been nauseating. He wanted to
think the animal was committing some sort of rape, but he couldn't bring
himself to believe that. The dog wasn't even fucking doggy-style.

The boy grabbed at the dog's back, dragging his fingers up gold-furred
shoulder blades to the top of the animal's head. He pulled on its big
pointed ears. The dog's teeth let go of Alex's neck and they touched
noses. Alex's moans quivered with Toro's rapid pounding, and the boy ran
his fingers down the dog's long bony sides and he licked at his muzzle and
the dog licked back, tongues tasting each other.

Toro grunted and shoved in deeper and deeper until his knot disappeared
into Alex's ass, fucking down to the sheath. The boy cried out in pain,
tears and sweat running down his face in masochistic fervor. He kicked his
feet out in the air and grabbed fistfuls of the beast's bucking ass and
thrust it into him, forcing the dog's sheath to jam into him too. Alex
threw his head back and growled like the animal fucking him. Toro's
dangling balls grinded low against the boy's coccyx.

The dog's hips and legs shook and he whimpered and jerked back, knot and
cock sliding out until it popped from his rectum, yellow cum blasting out,
splashing onto Alex's balls and ass where thick globs of cum seeped out.

The dog sniffed his seed and licked the dripping swollen asshole. He lapped
up his cum, tongue teasing the well-fucked bud. Alex panted and let his
feet rest. Toro's big pink tongue licked up the boy's balls and dragged
along his cock from base to head in one big slurp. Alex jolted and moaned
and laughed, rubbing Toro on the head. The dog's tongue lapped across his
cock faster, pleasuring his mate until the boy couldn't take it any more.

Alex arched up, abs rippling. He cried out and his cock shot streams of cum
onto his chest and stomach. The dog caught some on his muzzle, tongue
slurping around his mate's foreskin and head.

Alex twitched until fully satisfied, and Toro stepped over him to nuzzle
his face, giving wet sloppy kisses, which Alex returned, pulling the dog
close against his body. He rolled sideways, pulling Toro down with him, and
they grinded together, flaccid cock against sticky sheath and balls, cum
smearing between their chests, one smooth skin, the other bristly gold
hair.

Derek stared from above in awe. His cock throbbed in his pants and he
reached under his belt and whipped it out and jacked himself furiously.

Alex and Toro coiled their bodies together blissfully until the dog
suddenly leapt to his feet and growled up at the rocky precipice.

Alex got up onto one elbow and covered himself, trying to look where Toro
did.

Derek's eyes met Alex's below. He kept jacking himself, too close to
stop. He turned to show off his eight-inch cock in the moonlight, pumping
his dick until he hunched over, grunting, shooting loads of cum onto the
rocks.

Alex clamored off the ground, snatched up his blanket and furs and dashed
away. Toro growled at the man above before galloping after his fleeing
mate.

Derek tugged on his cock a few more times until the last pearls of cum
oozed out. His eyes searched the terrain for the boy and his dog, but he
couldn't track them among the blue shadows of brush and cacti.

He gave up and returned to his tent to lay awake, dejected, unable to
sleep.

Morning came with no sight of Alex and Toro. Derek kept his men from
packing up the campsite and made them search the surrounding desert. After
several hours he gave up, no longer able to tolerate his men's impatience.

"I don't think he was okay with humans," the skinny tattooed man said to
Derek. His arm and side were bandaged where Toro mauled him. "He shared all
his humanity with that fucking dog."

Derek agreed, understanding more than his fellow man could. He decided Alex
and Toro's love be left to the desert wilderness. He and his men continued
onward to New Albuquerque, hundreds of miles of desert still left to
traverse: many miles to think about Alex's life, the young man wandering
the desert with his Great Dane, alone... but not alone.

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