Bisco
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I was backpacking in SE Asia, and split off from my hostel group from the bar at about 2 AM. Funny enough we had gotten sloshed off of some "Black Cock" rum earlier in the night. Instead of paying for the tuk-tuk I decided to walk the ~2 mile trek through the city.
A friendly, stray male dog approached me, and I decided to mess around ? in front of a shuttered business I sucked him off for about 10 mins (which felt like hours). He calmly let me taste him, but wouldn't show his knot. When he lost interest I moved along.
Encountered a second stray male a bit further down. I lead him in between a few parked vans and got back on my knees ? this boy got fully erect quite quick. With his knot all the way out he started cumming in my mouth, my first taste of the warm, musky goodness of doggy seed. He squirted on my shirt and shoes too, and I savored that scent without washing them off for a while.
Now the sketchier element: something changed within my partner and he started to growl and become aggressive. He even bit me on the shoulder, which I didn't notice the toothy bruise until the next day. I let go of him but he kept following me all the way back to the hostel. My pocket knife was in my hand the whole way as I truly thought he might attack me. Not sure what I did wrong, but still the kinkiest thing I did abroad.
A friendly, stray male dog approached me, and I decided to mess around ? in front of a shuttered business I sucked him off for about 10 mins (which felt like hours). He calmly let me taste him, but wouldn't show his knot. When he lost interest I moved along.
Encountered a second stray male a bit further down. I lead him in between a few parked vans and got back on my knees ? this boy got fully erect quite quick. With his knot all the way out he started cumming in my mouth, my first taste of the warm, musky goodness of doggy seed. He squirted on my shirt and shoes too, and I savored that scent without washing them off for a while.
Now the sketchier element: something changed within my partner and he started to growl and become aggressive. He even bit me on the shoulder, which I didn't notice the toothy bruise until the next day. I let go of him but he kept following me all the way back to the hostel. My pocket knife was in my hand the whole way as I truly thought he might attack me. Not sure what I did wrong, but still the kinkiest thing I did abroad.