Date: Fri, 12 Jun 2015 12:43:48 -0400 From: strike1463@aol.com Subject: Samoyed Sam chapter 1 The usual disclaimer apply. This is intended for adults over the age of 18, and may not be reproduced without the author's written permission. This story contains sex between a teen boy and his new dog, so if that offends you, do not read any further! Enjoy! Remember Nifty needs your donations to keep this site free from everyone! Samoyed Sam Chapter 1 - My mother passed away when I was thirteen. About six months after that I was sent to visit my uncle in Florida for a week as a birthday present. It was an OK trip, my uncle was rich so spoiled me rotten. When I got home, my dad sent me to my room to unpack while he went to see to something. I was busy piling my dirty clothes in a pile, tossing my suitcase into the corner of my room. I could hear a commotion at the other end of the house, my dad speaking sternly to someone. I wanted to finish my unpacking, but was wondering who he was talking to. I guess I should tell you about me. I'm Josh, I'm 14 with blond hair and blue eyes. I'm not skinny, but I'm also not fat. My mom called me husky. I'm about 5'6'' and growing. I was sitting on my bed when I heard dad call out; "OK just go boy, Happy Birthday Josh!" I heard a strange scrapping on the wooden floors and soon panting as the quick scrapping got louder and closer. I lifted my eyes to the hall and skidding to a stop was this huge snow white furry dog! His coal black eyes lit up seeing me, his red tongue hanging to the side as he continued to pant loudly. He paused for only a split second, then shook his head. It was almost like he couldn't believe I was here. He charged in my room and jumped up between my legs, his front paws knocking me back to my bed, his tongue licking my face like crazy. I was giggling, my hands stroking his sides, my fingers combing through his bright white fluffy coat. He pulled his head back and looked at me cocking his head. "Josh, met Sam, Sam Josh," My dad spoke as he arrived at my door. Sam looked back at my dad for only a second then his tongue was again licking my face. "Wha... what's all this?" I finally asked pushing Sam's head back. He hopped down and went to my dad almost to ask if it was true. Was I his new master? He had a fluffy white tail that curled up over his back, swishing back and forth, excitedly. He danced around my dad as if thanking him, then came back between my legs, spinning in circles, spreading my legs wide. My dad explained that Sam was a Samoyed, a dog used in Siberia to pull sleds and herd reindeer. Sam used to pull sleds in local winter races but had hurt his foot and could no longer compete. His owner had taken him to the vet we used and was going to have him put down. The vet was able to convince him to let them place the dog in a home instead. The Vet was a friend of our family and had called my dad to see if we'd take him in. As you can guess, we did! He was only two years old but due to his foot, a fracture that had healed, he could no longer compete so was of no use to the man that owned him before. He was a pure bred, complete with AKC papers and the man had signed him over to us. His only condition was that if Sam was to be bred, it had to be with a pure bred Samoyed female and his old owner would get free first pic of the first two litters. I stroked and petted him as my dad told me all this, Sam pressing his face to my stomach firmly. "He's full of energy, and can still pull you off your feet if you are not careful. He is your responsibility. Feed him, groom him, give him baths and walk him." I nodded then nuzzled my face to Sam's, his curled tail wagging back and forth over his back. Sam pulled from me and quickly headed out of the room, his hind end slipping from under him as he charged down the hall. My dad came and sat by me on the bed giving me a hug. Sam soon came back, his gait much slower as he now strutted into the room, his leash hanging from his mouth. He gently lay the blue leash that matched his color on my lap. He then sat at my feet and looked at me with his black, almond shaped eyes. "Looks like the new master wants his boy to take him for a walk." Dad chuckled patting my back. Sam cocked his head looking at my dad, then back to me. He tapped his front right foot expectantly on the floor, then whined softy, as his nose nudged the leash. We were soon walking the February winter roads. Dad came with us only because Sam could really pull, but he never did. He walked by my side or just in front of me. He peed about every twenty feet, dad saying he was making his new territory. We finished our walk with Sam taking a massive dump out in the street. Back in the house, Sam and I went to my room while dad started dinner. Sam went to a rug by my dresser which I had not seen before. He sat watching me as I stripped to my briefs and t shirt and was about to crawl onto my bed when I heard Sam tapping the floor with his paw as before. I turned and Sam began panting and looked to the rug he sat on. I smiled and sat down, my back to the dresser. Sam lay against me, his head over my lap. Dad woke me for dinner, and I quickly dressed and headed out, Sam right at my side. I fed him but he remained next to me as dad and I ate, laying under the table, curled around my bare feet. His fluffy body keeping them warm, his breathing relaxed, his belly movement giving a soft massage. When we finished, I helped dad clean up while Sam ate his dinner. I released him to the back yard, which was fenced, and he romped in the snow and did his business, me on the back steps, shivering, as I watched him play and show off for me, diving up and down in the deeps snow. He'd stop and look at me, his black eyes and nose the only thing I could see as he blended in to the snow so well. He remained at my side the rest of the night, even laying on the floor next to the tub as I took my bath. I put on my PJs and dad came to say good night. As dad gave me a kiss, telling me the dog was not allowed on my bed. He looked to Sam and told him to stay. Sam gave a small snort and proceeded to pull his rug over next to my bed. After a quick look to my dad, he lay down with a huge sigh. I leaned over and petted him, feeling his small pointed ears and how incredibly soft they were. Sam gave a contented huff and dad left us with a final good night and stern 'stay' to Sam. I don't know what time it was other than it was still pitch black. I had to pee and got up, being very careful not to step on Sam who still lay, stretched out, beside my bed. He walked by my side as I made my way in the door, my hand feeling for the light switch. Sam nudged me, gently taking my hand in his mouth and leading me the short way to the bathroom. He used his body to steady me as I hauled out me cock and peed into the toilet, the repeated his actions taking me back to bed. As I lay there, I realized I hadn't jacked off since the day before. My cock suddenly was hard as bricks and tented my PJs. I tossed the thick comforter back and lowered my bottoms, releasing my cock. I was uncut and my cock was about 4 inches fully hard. I slowly began stroking it, using my hand as I always did, wrapping my fist around the head and stroking the skin back and forth. My mind went back to the boy I'd met in Florida, a neighbor of my uncle, Deter. He and I became fast friends and after only one day of friendship were meeting a couple times a day to jack off and soon swapping blow jobs. I was thinking of our parting, and how his mouth felt giving me my going away sucking when I suddenly felt something cold pressing to my young balls. I stopped jacking my cock and in the darkness I saw Sam sniffing my ball sac. His cold nose tingled as he sniffed moving it around. I was frozen in fear. What was he doing? I got even more nervous when he jumped up on the bed, his strong paws carefully stepping around me. His nose was quickly back on my young balls sniffing them, moving them around. I was about to order him to stop and get down, when his long hot tongue licked over my balls and the length of my boy cock. I tensed again, this time out of pleasure not fear. His tongue wrapped around my cock and he pulled his head back, his tongue pulling along my cock. He gave my balls several quick licks and then repeated the action with his tongue on my cock. I moaned, louder than I should have but I couldn't help it. It felt so fucking good. When he again went back to my balls I reached out and grabbed my cock. It was slimy with his saliva and just that thought made me even hornier. I skinned my foreskin back exposing my head and I could see in the dark as Sam looked up watching me do this. He wasted no time and was now licking my head, his tongue wrapping around it repeatedly. I had to see better and flicked on my side light. I almost came when my eyes adjusted and I saw my big white dog standing there tonguing me as he was. I saw his eyes look up at me and he waked over my body so we were face to face. His tongue began licking my face all over. That's when something came over me. I grabbed his neck and kissed him, his tongue stabbing into my mouth. I did the same to him, his mouth opening slightly as I licked around his fangs, his breath huffing hotly on my face. I released his head and began stroking along his sides. I thought he might move as I was no longer holding him, but he remained right where he was. I began to feel something wet and hot on my chest and tummy. I couldn't see, but it felt really slick. I had to move quickly to look and there, under him I say his dog boner, big fat and red, sticking out of his sheath. Long streams of a clear fluid were shooting out. Sam nudged my head with his muzzle as if to say go on suck it. I was nervous, but slowly moved so I was under him, his dog cock throbbing over me. I held his sheath, and could feel his knot swelling within. Sam stomped his feet urging me to go on and suck him, but I hesitated. Then several shots of his pre shot out and hit my face and mouth and that did it. I was sliding his rock hard cock into my mouth, sucking him all the way to his furry sheath. Sam began to hump his cock back and forth, fucking my mouth, but he was ever so gentle. His pre or cum whatever it was kept filling my mouth and I kept swallowing it. His knot finally came out and swelled to the size of a baseball. He tried to force it in my mouth but it just wouldn't fit. He made a loud grunt and his cock exploded, his cum filling my mouth faster than I could swallow, some of which spilled out and down my chin. Sam stopped humping, leaving his cock in my mouth, his cum still shooting out, but at a more manageable rate. He finally eased from my mouth, his cock dripping, and slowly licked my face clean. He moved back to my cock and licked me until I blasted my own load, which he gobbled up fast. He lay beside me, his head on my chest and we were soon both asleep. I woke with Sam still pressed tight to my side. I moved slightly and Sam woke and rolled to start licking my face. I grabbed some sweats and a hoodie and we headed out back so he could pee. Once he'd finished, we headed back inside to find my dad about to head off to work. He told me good bye and that he loved me and to behave. He left and I fed my new friend, who would not eat until I sat next to him. He gobbled up his meal and then took a hold of my sleeve, pulling at me to follow him. He jumped up on the bed and with his butt it the air, lay his front and head on the bed. I assumed this is how he wanted me so I quickly stripped and emulated the position he'd showed me. Sam went behind me and began licking my balls, which swung around as he did. His tongue was all over them. The sides, around to the front, the back. I was rock hard but didn't touch my cock. I wanted this to last. I soon felt his cold nose press to my boy hole and could feel him smelling me. It wasn't long before his tongue began lapping over it with long slow licks. I looked back and could see his tail wagging over his body showing me how happy he was doing this. He somehow flicked his tongue quickly over my puckered tightness and I groaned, pushing back. Sam's tongue slipped inside my ass and we both went crazy. He began tongue fucking me his mouth pressed hard between my cheeks, his little front teeth, nipping my ass. It felt so good I began pushing back harder, wanting his tongue deeper, which he did with no hesitation. Then his tongue was gone and he was suddenly on my back, his front paws wrapped around my hips. He adjusted his position and I could feel his hot furry sheath squeezing between my cheeks. I panicked. I was scared that this would hurt and he would fuck me so hard I'd end split in two. Sam's sheath pressed to my hole, the moist opening of his sheath right on my hole. He didn't hump or thrust. He simply pushed tighter and then it happened. His pointed cock slipped into my hole with no resistance at first. The more that went in the bigger he became. His saliva and pre the lube we needed to achieve this. He was about half way in I think, when he began fucking me, his hips like a mighty jack hammer, driving his now fully hard, fat cock in and out. I could feel his know growing and bit my pillow for the pain I knew was to come. His knot was beating against my hole, his paws pulling me back. With one big thrust his knot pushed in, spreading my anus ring to accept. Once in his humping slowed, his head falling to my back as he panted for breath. I could feel his cock continuing to squirt his load, his swollen knot now tying us together. Sam was so gentile with me. His knot would pull but never enough to hurt me. My cock was super hard and leaking my pre in a near steady drip. Sam's mouth to the back of my neck, his teeth nipping at me as he growled low and seductively. I tried on a few occasions to reach my cock, which was by now a dark, almost purple, but each time Sam would growl playfully and use his paws to prevent me from touching myself. This would cause him to shift and his cock would again pull at my ass, making me moan loudly which I think he loved as I would feel his cock throb deep inside me, and the full feeling from all his dog cum getting more. We stayed tied for some time. I could feel his knot shrinking and then with a sudden squishy 'POP', it left me. I tried to hold his massive load in me but I couldn't. Sam hopped of and pressed his muzzle to my gaping hole, lapping his cum from deep within my ass. I collapsed and rolled to my back. I raised my hips and Sam lay between my legs happily licking my boy pussy until he felt I was clean enough. His attention then turned to my cock and after maybe three licks, I was giving him my load to drink as well. I must have passed out. I woke several hours later, Sam laying over my chest, his head beside mine. As soon as my eyes opened, he was up and nudging me to get up. I knew he must have to go relieve himself so stumbled to the back door to let him out. I remained naked the whole day, Sam Always laying with me or on me. In the afternoon there was a knock at the door. Sam was up and standing by the door in a flash. I grabbed some sweats and went to open the door but Sam was not going to let me. I finally asked who it was and it was my other uncle from across town. I assured Sam it was OK and he finally allowed me to open the door. Sam allowed my uncle and me a brief hug, then made sure to stay between him and me his entire visit. My dad arrived shortly thereafter and Sam and I left them to visit. In my room, Sam made it clear he wanted me to suck him and I was soon on the floor under him, his sweet rocket humping my mouth. It was clear I was becoming his bitch and I didn't care one bit. He had just started to cum when we heard my dad coming down the hall calling my name. Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it. Why not drop me an email and let me know how much you liked it! Don't be shy! Strike1463@aol.com Hope to hear from you! Faithfully Little Wolf