A short time later, Mike woke up, with that painful tingling sensation in his arm because Patti’s head had cut off the circulation. Gently easing his arm out, Mike slowly lowered her head to the pillows before rising from the bed. After a quick trip to the bathroom, Mike slipped into some shorts so he could run out to the garage and check on the dog.

 

The dog must have heard Mike coming towards the garage because as soon as the house door closed behind him, the dog started howling. Mike hurried toward the garage, not wanting the dog to wake up Patti and had to laugh when he opened the door. Somehow the dog had managed to tangle his leash around the legs of the bench so he was stuck standing tight against one of the legs and his water dish was tipped over. The poor guy looked so pathetic standing there.

 

“You weren’t the brightest one of the litter, were ya,” Mike asked as he entered the garage careful to shut the door behind him so the dog couldn’t escape. Mike grabbed a handful of shop towels to throw on the floor to soak up most of the water and tried to walk around it since he left his shoes in the house. The poor dog started whining and licking Mike’s hand in gratitude as soon as Mike got close enough to begin untangling him. Mike unhooked the leash from the dog’s new collar and the dog took off like a shot, his whole body wriggling as he ran around the garage enjoying his freedom. For a few minutes, Mike watched the dog playing before he got to work straightening out the mess the newest family member made.

 

Mike couldn’t figure out how the dog managed to make such a tangled mess of things and finally had to get down on his knees to feed the leash around the legs of the bench and through itself. He was so busy concentrating that he had forgot about the dog until suddenly it was behind him, sniffing around his shorts. The dog’s warm, moist breath pushed through the fabric of Mike’s shorts, washing over his ass and causing his balls to tighten.

 

Patti had gotten so wet earlier when they made love and Mike remembered the feeling of her warm cum coating his balls and running down the crack of his ass as he lay underneath her. Mike was certain the dog’s interest was because Mike hadn’t showered after making love with Patti and the dog was picking up on her scent. The dog pushed his nose deeper between the cheeks of Mike’s ass and Mike could feel his tongue rasping over the material of the shorts as the dog tried to taste what it was he was smelling.

 

Mike knew he was in an awkward position. The dog’s tongue felt so good through his clothes he had a better understanding of why so many women included the animals when they masturbated and he wanted to feel the dog’s tongue on his skin. He was also scared about how the dog would react if he took off his shorts, if he smelled like a female and tasted like a female, the dog might try to mount him as a female. Quickly thinking of a compromise, Mike reached back and pulled one of the legs on his shorts over to expose his balls to the dog’s tongue.

 

The dog stepped back when he felt Mike’s hand moving around his chest but soon got the idea that the human wasn’t pushing him away but offering him a treat. As soon as the shorts were moved over, the dog shoved his nose against the sack hanging in front of him and sniffed in the wonderful aroma of a bitch in heat. This didn’t look like any bitch the dog had ever seen before though. Cautiously, he stuck out his tongue and slurped over the exposed skin in front of him. It might not look like a bitch, but it tasted like one the dog decided as he settled down on the garage floor.

 

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Mike thought to himself.  Holding the leg of his shorts over for the dog, Mike leaned lower to give the dog better access. He could feel his cock stirring again at the feeling of the tongue caressing his balls. It wasn’t long before the cold, hard cement floor of the garage began hurting Mike’s knees and he pulled the leg of his shorts over to cover himself before he stood up. The dog rose to his feet as well, watching Mike with his tongue flicking over his lips and nose as if collecting more of the wonderful taste.

 

As Mike turned around, the dog pressed his face against Mike’s shorts again, his nose bumping against Mike’s throbbing cock. Mike walked over to the garage door and peeked out, as if to make sure no one was around before he walked back over to the bench, the dog following his every move. Mike leaned against the bench and pushed his shorts down, letting them fall around his ankles. Mike could see the first drops of pre-cum coating the head of his cock and groaned when the dog’s tongue darted over the sensitive head, licking them off.

 

Wrapping his own fist around his hard cock, Mike began stroking himself, the dog’s tongue seeming to be everywhere at once – on Mike’s cock, curling over his balls, slipping between the cheeks of his ass. Mike’s pre-cum mixed with the dog’s salvia allowing his hand to glide smoothly up and down his cock. Mike stepped out of his shorts so he could spread his legs wider, giving the dog better access. The feeling of that soft warm tongue darting over Mike’s ass caused him to shudder. Mike had never felt anything like that before.

 

The dog’s tongue began to penetrate Mike’s ass. It was so soft and warm but at the same time firm and wiggled it’s way past the tight ring of Mike’s sphincter. Mike bent over to allow the dog easier access. He had never had any thoughts of anal sex being performed on him before but the feeling of the Chow’s tongue was incredible. The hand on Mike’s cock stilled and then dropped to his knee as he bent his knees, lowering himself to get the dog’s tongue deeper.

 

Mike moaned as the dog pressed harder, his tongue wriggling deeper inside him like a warm small snake. His tongue flicking deeper then pulling out and lashing over Mike’s balls before pushing inside his ass again. Mike’s legs began to tremble and his cock was throbbing against his stomach. He reached around behind himself and coaxed the dog away so he could sit on the floor. The cement felt so good against his overheated body. Mike leaned back against the bench along the wall, pulling his feet up so that he was resting on his lower back. The way he was sitting would still allow the dog to lick and probe his ass but at least like this, the dog wouldn’t get any ideas about making Mike his bitch.

 

While Mike was getting himself situated on the floor of the garage, the dog was sitting on the floor about a foot away, licking his own cock as it rose out of his hairy foreskin. Mike could see the thin tip, almost like the end of a pencil but bigger, bounce very time the dog’s tongue ran over it. As he watched, Mike stroked his cock once more, the precum running down and coating him, making his hand glide smoothly over his skin.

 

Maybe the dog just got tired of playing alone or maybe it was the smell of Mike’s precum in the air that finally made him lift his head from his own cock but suddenly, he sat up with his head tilted to one side, studying the human before him. Wanting to feel the dog’s tongue again, Mike whistled for the dog to come to him and patted his thigh. Slowly the dog stood up and walked over to the man on the floor, still watching him. When he got close enough, Mike could feel his hot breath as the dog sniffed his calves, knees and then his thighs. With his free hand, Mike reached up and scratched the dog’s head. The dog moved closer still until he was standing over Mike, panting as Mike scratched his head. The dog’s tongue was hanging out of his mouth and every time he panted, the tongue would stick out a little further and touch Mike’s cock before slipping back into its mouth. Flicking its tongue over its snout, the dog lowered his head into Mike’s lap and began licking up the precum that coated Mike’s cock and hand.

 

“Good boy,” Mike whispered as the dog lowered himself to the floor in front of Mike to lick his cock again. The tongue seemed to be everywhere, running up Mike’s cock to the very tip before being pulled back to start at his balls again, curling as it rode up once more following Mike’s hand. It felt so good to have that huge tongue caressing him but Mike wanted to feel it in his ass again so he pushed the dog’s head lower.

 

The Chow buried his nose between the cheeks of Mike’s ass, sniffing him all over before his tongue flicked out once more. Even though Mike was leaned back as far as he could, the dog still had trouble getting his tongue in Mike’s ass so Mike lifted his hips and scooted down more. The dog backed up again, watching until Mike settled himself. His feet were pulled up as close as possible to his body and he was almost lying on the floor now, balancing his body on his feet and shoulders. Unfortunately, while it lifted his ass up to allow the dog access, it also tightened the muscles so that the dog couldn’t penetrate him with his tongue anymore.

 

Both Mike and the Chow were becoming frustrated at the dog’s tongue slipping over Mike’s asshole but not being able to dig into the way they both seemed to want. Mike lowered himself back to the floor of the garage and then remembering one of Patti’s favorite positions, he raised his legs in the air and bending his knees brought them close to his chest. The dog got the point immediately and this time was able to jam his soft tongue deep inside Mike’s ass.

 

Mike held his knees to keep his legs up so was unable to touch himself. His cock throbbed and the skin felt so tight he thought it would burst. The dog would bury his tongue then pull it out to run it over Mike’s balls. Soon another pool of precum had formed on Mike’s stomach and the dog stood to scoop that up on his tongue. His tongue fluttered against the head of Mike’s cock before trailing back down to probe his ass once more.

 

Mike’s balls tightened and he wanted to cum more than he had ever had before. He removed his right hand off his knee and once more began stroking his cock. His hand moved in the same rhythm as the dog’s tongue inside him. He could even feel his ass clamping around the dog’s tongue, his hand moving faster and faster. The dog seemed to sense that Mike’s orgasm was going to happen soon because he whined and pushed his wriggling tongue deeper.

 

Mike groaned and the first of his cum shot out of his cock into the air before splashing back down on his hand, cock and stomach. His body racked by spasms as his balls emptied and he looked down to see his own body dripping in his cum. The dog jumped up from the floor and began licking Mike clean, his tongue scooping up the cum from Mike’s stomach and chest, following the trail back to his cock. When the Chow’s tongue flicked over the tip of Mike’s cock, he moaned again. He was so sensitive now that the dog’s soft tongue hurt and Mike curled one hand around himself protectively, softer spasms still rippling through his body.

 

The dog whined and tried to force his tongue under Mike’s hand but Mike pushed the dog away. He lay there for a moment, catching his breath before he stood up and slipped back into his shorts. After he got the dog tied back up, Mike patted his head. “Now I know why so many women turn to dogs,” Mike thought as he took the Chow’s water dish into the backyard to fill it up.