When the dog entered the lab, I first thought that someone was fooling around and that the dog had been let loose as a prank. I found out otherwise when I looked closer and saw the harness around the dog's body and the stud that followed behind the dog.

He was over six feet tall, blond, and wearing a pair of bright blue running shorts and a brief white tank top. His shoulders were broad and tapered down to a slim waist, which was exposed by the tank top from below the nipples to the little patch of skin under the belly button. His muscled arms and legs were lightly coated by curly blond hair. The stud stopped in front of the student assistant's station and asked for me by name. My assistant told him where my office was and, guiding the dog towards my office, the stud stopped at my door. He told the dog to stay, walked slightly inside, and held out his hand.

"Mr. Danvers? My name is Kirk Bindross. I was told by my instructor that you might have some equipment that I could use in your lab."

"Good to meet you, Kirk." I got up from my desk and, walking around, shook his hand. "Let's go out to the lab and I'll show you what we have."

He turned around and snapped his fingers. The dog, who had been placidly sitting in the door frame, now walked around and placed the handle of his harness in his waiting fingers. Kirk moved aside and I left my office, the dog leading him to the location of the visually-impaired equipment I moved towards.

"Kirk, we have Braille reader/printers, computers that will speak their displays and a couple of video monitors and cameras that will enlarge upwards of ten times anything you need to read. Will any of these machines help you?"

Kirk walked over to the video monitors and pulled the chair out. "I think that this will help me right now, Mr. Danvers. Is it OK if my dog sits next to me?"

"No problem, Kirk. Say, have you operated one of these things before?"

"No, could you show me how?"

I sat next to him and moved close so that I could reach the controls. I grabbed his left hand and placed it on one of the knobs. "This knob controls the level of magnification; you turn it to the left for less and to the right for more." He nodded and turned the dial both ways before setting his hand down in his lap. I picked up his hand again and moved it to another dial. "This knob controls brightness, and the one next to it switches the display from normal to negative." He smiled and nodded, manipulated the knobs a little more, then returned his hand to his lap. I reached for his hand again, but a noise from one of the computers distracted me, and I planted my hand firmly on his crotch. I quickly recovered and grabbed his hand, but not before I felt a response.

Kirk smiled and let me move his hand to the depression on the side of the machine. "This is the ON switch. It is touch sensitive, and all you have to do is touch it on, and then touch it off." He nodded and touched the switch briefly a few times, then returned his hand to his lap. By this time, the lab was preparing to close and my lab assistant had already kicked out most of the people. I went over a few other controls on the unit and then looked up to see the last student and my assistant leaving the lab. With a wave goodbye my assistant closed the door to the lab, leaving Kirk and I alone.

"I guess that's about it for now, Kirk. Do you have any questions or problems I can help you with before I close up and leave?"

"Yeah, I do." He felt across the counter and grabbed my hand, moving it to his crotch and the lump that bulged from it. "You pressed this touch sensitive switch and didn't turn it off. Now what are you going to do about it?"

I gulped and checked nervously at the light that streamed from the window in the lab door, signifying that the rest of the library staff was still in the building. Before I could answer, the light flicked out and the click of the door locks told me that we were now truly alone in the building.

Kirk had moved his chair away from the counter, allowing his legs to spread open and exposing his crotch to my now roving hand. He moaned a little and his cock gave a spasmodic jerk, filling out to its full eleven inch length. The head peeped out from the waistband of his shorts, and oozed a little pre-cum which I rubbed back into the purple slit.

"Got somewhere here a little more comfortable?" Kirk breathed into my ear as he leaned against my shoulder and humped his thick dick into my hand. I nodded and led him by the crotch to the small reading room near the back of the lab. This room was carpeted, had soft stuffed chairs and sofas, and a light dimmer for audio video presentations as needed. The two windows in this room could be darkened by heavy curtains, and these were already pulled for security reasons by my assistant.

As we entered the room, I turned the lights down, just in case Security came around in a while to check the building. I knew, however, that they wouldn't be by for a few hours, so I guided Kirk to a nearby sofa and sank down into the thickly padded cushions, pulling Kirk down beside me.

"Let me get a better look at that switch," I said as I slipped his shorts down to his ankles, "I may have to use more pressure to get it off." Kirk just laid back and let me work his throbbing tool through his jock, first with my fingers and then with my tongue. He reached over and loosened the knot of my tie, removing it carefully with strong, sure fingers. He flung his head back as my mouth moved down his shaft, then he leaned forward and undid the buttons of my shirt, pulling it from my pants and then over my head, the slap of his meat against his rippled belly sounding loud in the quiet room.

I French kissed him deeply, and then pulled the tank top over his head, kissing down his chin and neck, moving over his furry chest to his nipples. I worked his nipples awhile until I felt dampness in my belly button. He was dribbling pre-cum now, and moaning in such delight, I thought he might shoot right then. I pulled off the jock quickly, startling him slightly, and gave his large balls a good tug. "No cumming yet! The fun has just begun!" He laughed and reached to pull me up. His breath was hot as he covered my face with kisses, and then slipped me the tongue. His hands busily undid my belt, the trouser button, and slid the rest of my clothing down to my ankles.

"Now it's my turn." He stood up and turned us around, seating me on the sofa and kneeling before me. He took my feet into his lap and undid the laces of my shoes, pulling them off carefully. He removed my socks, and then pulled my trousers off my legs, folding everything carefully and placing them aside. He removed the shorts and jock from his ankles, pulled his sneakers off, then knelt before me again and slowly felt up my legs to my crotch.

"I see you have a switch that needs help getting off too," he said as he lowered his mouth to my cock. Kirk was very talented, the loss of his sight not stopping him as he worked my knob like a pro. Soon my cock was dribbling pre-cum as well and he gave my balls a tug that made me yelp. "Only fair, you know. This looks more to me like a plug looking for a receptacle rather than a switch. Let me see if I can remedy this problem." He snapped his fingers and his dog came over to his free hand.

I hadn't noticed it earlier, but the harness the dog wore had a small pouch attached just behind the dog's neck where the handle attached to the harness. Kirk's hand felt down the handle to this pouch, found the zipper opening and fished out a rubber and a small vial of lube! Without much ado, he deftly opened the rubber packet and slipped it on my cock, then opened the lube packet and smeared it all over the now full rubber. He snapped his fingers again and his dog went over to a corner to lie down while his master stood up and then straddled me, settling down onto my cock and letting me slowly enter his beautiful body.

"Oh, Mr. Danvers, you have one nice cock!" moaned Kirk as his ass settled against my pubic bone, my cock buried to the hilt inside his furry, muscled ass. I reached up and played with his firm pecs and stroked his pre-cummed abs, lightly rubbing his belly button as he pumped up and down on my cock. His thighs were amazing, astride me as he was, and I stroked those too, moving up them to his bouncing and drooling cock until I could wrap my hands around him.

He groaned with pleasure as I played with him, stroking his cock in time with his fucking and playing with his full, heavy and hairy balls. This seemed to turn him on even more and with a little cry his cock erupted all over my chest, ropes of love draping over my own hard pecs and running down to pool at my belly button. His orgasm triggered mine, and I shouted as the rubber strained to contain the raging jism that shot from my cock.

He sat atop me a while longer, then carefully stood up and then as quietly removed the filled rubber from my cock and placed it in the trash can. He felt around in the can a bit, mixing the paper trash in there with the rubber so that when the custodians came to empty the trash, there wouldn't be any obvious evidence. Once that was done, he smiled and, feeling around until he found me again, sat in my lap and kissed me.

"Mr. Danvers, you are one sexy guy. I think I need more private help at home if you feel up to it."

I laughed and hugged the blind stud to me, then replied, "I think that can be arranged, Kirk. Did you need more instruction tonight?"

"Yes, I think a long session tonight would be just the thing for me." He snapped his fingers again and his dog obediently came over. I watched in amazement as the dog sniffed Kirk's crotch and ass, then carefully licked these areas until no trace of lube or cum remained. "This is Mutt's treat," explained Kirk as he enjoyed the tongue action on his sensitive parts, "I discovered some time ago that Mutt really likes the taste of cum. If you want, he'll clean you off as well."

I agreed, and Mutt was directed to my crotch next, the dog sniffing my cock and balls then licking me almost clean. When the doggy saliva dried sufficiently, we got dressed and then left the lab to go to my car, Kirk having the dog follow me out to the parking lot. The dog hopped into the back seat as if he'd done this all his life, and Kirk settled into the passenger side, grasping one of my hands and setting it on his left thigh. "I think we'd better get going," he said with a husky note in his voice, "I sure need that session soon." From the bulge that pressed against my hand, I could see that he wasn't fooling and we got to my place in record time. Mutt helped Kirk navigate up the stairs to my apartment, and after we got inside, he settled into a corner to watch his master and new lover make love...

...that was a year ago, and Kirk moved in with me when we discovered that Mutt liked me a lot and missed me when Kirk and I weren't together. Mutt is even more happy that there's more cum to lick up now than before, and Kirk and I make sure he gets a good deal of it on a regular basis. I'm happy too, because Kirk is a great guy, good looking and one of the best lovers I'd ever met, and it's nice to know that he loves me for who I am rather than what I look like and will always love me that way.