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Tales From Dr. Siris' Zoo
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Tale #1 - Mongo's Massage
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Version 1.22 - By SwampRat
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(C) 1989, 1990 - The Brotherhood Of Pan
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Mongo was due for his monthly rub-down... What a name, I thought, as
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he was led to the rumpus room. I started a new video tape, labeled it
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with the date, and subject, and opened my robe. Then led the animal
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over to a large chair, and sat him down. While The coconut oil warmed,
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I removed his travel harness, and rubbed the back of his neck. Mongo
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grunted, knowing what was to come next. Spreading the now heated oil on
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my hands, I rubbed his shoulders, easing the tension I felt in his huge
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muscles, then worked my way down. The ape grunted, as I bent over him,
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running my fingers through the dense black hair on his chest. He
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moaned, as I rubbed the oil into his nipples, squeezing them between my
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fingers. His head lolled against my shoulder, eyes closed, as the twin
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points of flesh jutted out, getting harder as I mashed them with my
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palms. I almost hated to stop, but to continue, I either had to move to
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his front, or stand on my head. I rubbing more oil onto my hands, stood
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in front of the animal for a moment, then folded my legs up, and
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started on his feet. They were rough, and calloused, but still
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sensitive enough to bring pleasure to their owner. He gripped my hands
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with his toes, then ran them up my fore-arms as I moved up the back of
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his hairy legs.
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He grabbed the bar that hung from the ceiling, and pulled himself up,
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feet gripping my shoulders. Grinning, I poured more oil onto the thick
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thighs, and kneaded them gently. The gorilla slid his feet down my
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body, squeezing me in much the same way I had been doing to him. At
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last he stood in front of me, still hanging onto the bar for support. I
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applied some more of the oil to his stomach and worked it in, rubbing
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his sides, then working on his lower back. When I was done he was as
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limp as a wet rag. I grinned at him again, then got down to business. I
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rubbed more of the coconut oil between my palms, warming it up to body
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temperature. I lifted his testicles with the palms of my hands, then
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curled my fingers around each swollen nut. They were fat, and I bounced
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them gently, feeling their firmness. They grew still heavier, as I
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caressed them, working the oil into the animal's thick scrotum. The
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gorilla moaned in at least 2 octaves, his cock sliding out of it's
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sheath, and jerking as if tied to a string. I continued playing with
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the distended balls, until I was sure either I paid attention to the
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flagpole in front of me, or the animal was going to go mad.
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Wiping my hands free of residue oil, I put the specially made condom
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over his cock. As much as I would have liked a mouthful of cum, Mongo
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was a Mountain Gorilla, and his semen was much too valuable to waste. I
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would just have to wait. I re-oiled my hands, and slid them across his
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splayed legs, kneading the hard flesh of his hairy buttocks. I sucked
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on the tip, feeling it vibrate in my mouth. Mongo would not be able to
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hold out much longer, and I made sure of it by swallowing the entire
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rubber-covered cock. I bit gently down on the latex, holding it in
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place, while I rubbed the ape's maleness with my tongue. Then I
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alternately sucked and blew, heating, then cooling the rubber. An oily
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foot-hand slid up my leg, and latched onto my stiffening penis. The
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stubby toes pulled, up then down. The gorilla shuddered, grunted, then
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let out a yell that would have done any yodeler proud, as his balls
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jumped under my chin, and the reservoir filled with gorilla-cum. I
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pulled back slowly, peeling the condom off, and stripping the residual
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semen out of his cock. After pulling the rubber out of my mouth, and
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tying the mouth closed, I indulged myself by nibbling on his shrinking
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cock, and lapping on his testicles. Mongo gasped, and pulled me
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upright.
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Not one to waste time, the ape slid his tongue down, until it met the
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base of my erection. Thick, rubbery lips clamped around the flared tip,
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and he sucked my dick in his mouth like a piece of pasta.. Hands that
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could rip me apart dug into my butt, kneading the flesh. Mongo moaned,
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feeling my ejaculate splash against the back of his throat. The suction
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increased, as the gorilla mauled my nuts, pulling still more semen out
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of them. Satisfied no more spunk was forthcoming, he opened his mouth
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and yanked my dick upwards. licking off the dregs. I shuddered, and
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helped him get back into his harness. Then put on my robe, and stopped
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the tape, placing it with the rest. An assistant showed up, and led a
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tired, but happy gorilla back to his enclosure, while I got cleaned up.
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I labeled the sample, and turned it into the Lab, sighing as I looked
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at the mountain on my desk. Well, fun-time's over for another week...
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back to the paperwork.
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The End
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