Date: Fri, 15 Jul 2011 11:51:14 -0700 From: John Hancock Subject: "Teen dreams and canine queens: chapter 1" (bestiality/adult youth) Authors note: This is the only piece of erotica I've ever written, it was originally in two parts but they were short enough that the story still flows when joined together. I recently found it languishing in an unused email drafts folder. I would really love any feedback be it compliments, critiques or criticisms. Send any mail to aussiedogslut@gmail.com DISCLAIMER: Standard disclaimer apples, all characters and situations are fictional, do not read unless you are over 18 and/or of legal age in your area. When I was 14 I dropped out of school completely, a stupid move I know but at the time I felt it was my only option. I wasn't bullied mind you, nor did I have trouble studying, I just couldn't stand other people. So I dropped out, or rather stopped showing up until they kicked me out, but in the mind of 14 year old me I had made the decision and I was in charge. At first I couldn't wait to get into the world. I was free now, free to do as I pleased. I could spend days playing video games or go on adventures or sleep till the late afternoon! Yet all of these had one key caveat, parents. My parents refused to let me sleep in, they confiscated almost all of my electronics ( leaving only my phone, a key point in this tale) they put me under permanent house arrest until I either got a job or went back to school. Now, no matter how strict you are with a teenage boy there is one activity you can never rob him of. One little dirty deed that he will always find opportunities to engage in. By now I hope you've got the picture but for those out there are too innocent, naive or just plain stupid I speak of course of jacking off. I would jerk my rod at any and all oppurtunities gushing the jizz across my chest as I hid under the covers to hide my actions from the outside world (and the disapproval of my stuffed animals). You might not know this but when it comes to the power of imagination most teens are spoiled by things like cartoons comics tv etc. They teach them what games to play and how to play them with the result that, when left to their own devices most kids are woefully lacking in creative ideas. And this is where the phone comes in, with it's simple http browser I discovered the world of erotic fiction and broadened my horizons considerably. I started off with the vanilla man on woman stuff but soon grew tired and ventured to the more sacrilegious ( in the mind of a 14 year old) man on man stories. The stories spanned a plethora of different genres and each was more thrilling than the last. I was in jack off heaven I gained so many fetishes in that small time that if , given a rock in a bikini , I could probably blow my load to it. I was content to waste away my days jacking off and sleeping. But alas, my parents were not. If I wasn't going to return to school then I would at least get a job and become a productive member of society, this boiled down to doing odd jobs for neighbors and family friends. I mowed mrs Henderson's lawn once every two weeks for such a small amount of money that, were I an illegal immigrant I would have happily moved back to whatever communist dictatorship I came from in return for a bit more cash. All the jobs and wanking slowly formed the entirety of my life. That was until I was given a rather unusual job request: dog sitting, 4 days all to myself in a house with broadband Internet and widescreen tv's. Oh and 2 little dog cocks to play with ;) . This was it, I'd finally have the chance realize my fantasies, 2 days alone in a house with a pair of delicious dogs. I packed light, I didn't intend to wear any clothes whilst there and had been promised a cabinet full of junk food. I arrived early Saturday morning to get the keys to the house and be introduced to my canine companions. King and Molly ( yes i found out that one of these dogs was a bitch :( ) were both labradors with great blond coats. I was given the tour of the house and as soon as mr and mrs jones led I stripped naked and began to get acquainted with my new pal. King had been given expensive obedience training so when I told him to sit he obediently rested on his hind legs. I told him to roll over and began to rub his crotch to coax his knot out of his sheath. This thing was massive. Length wise it was relatively average but his sexy dog dock was as wide as a tin of beans and much much tastier. Besides my own manhood I had never seen another penis so I was amazed at the difference. I began slowly stroking the shaft, feeling it swell in my hands. King let out a soft wimper but made no move to stop me. As his cock got bigger his breathing became even more frantic, I was surprised how similar we sounded as we got approached our climaxes. I wasn't prepared to become kings bitch just yet but I felt I owed him more than just a sloppy hand job. I lowered my lips to the tip of his warm cock, and could feel the heat emanating from it. As I reached out my tongue and tentatively lapped up the the head of his cock I tasted the distinct tangy trace of urine, it wasn't at all unpleasant so I began to engulf his dick slowly. As I reached halfway I felt King's cock began to move forward on its own. He was fucking my mouth! I could tell from this that he was close to cumming so I put extra effort into giving doggy head and prepared myself to swallow his doggy load. With one final push King rammed his deep past my tonsils and sprayed his juice all down my throat filling up my stomach for what felt like minutes. As King pulled out of my exhausted mouth I began to cough up his doggy sperm but forced myself to keep it down, it was a gift from him to me and I should be more grateful. As I swallowed the last of his jizz my thoughts turned to my own aching cock, at 6 and a half inches it wasn't bad for my age and was certainly enough to fill my palm. But this time I was going to have someone else jack me off. My thoughts turned to the cupboard full of junk food and as I rummaged through I found the perfect thing. Peanut butter! Smooth not chunky of course, I don't want to encourage chewing down near my junk. I sat down and coated my ball sack, arse crack a dick with a thick coating of peanut butter. King came over instantly (without being called, perhaps this was part of his training ;) ) and got to work on my arse crack. There a few pleasures in this life that rank as highly as having a wet sloppy rimming from mans best friend. Occasionly his tongue would slip inside my virgin anus and send shivers up my spine. After clearing away my arse King moved up to my hairless ball sack. I almost came from this alone as King worked diligently to satisfy both our hungers. Evenually he moved up to my aching dick, he licked the shaft but when he hit the tip I couldn't contain myself and sent a torrent of jizz flying into the air and landing back on my crotch. I mixed the cum and peanut butter together and sat back as king got to work cleaning me up. After this I was exhausted but knew I had to get ready for tomorrow when I would well and truly become king's bitch. I had brought with me a small cucumber to stretch out my virgin ass and set off to find some air of lube. What I found however was infinitely better. In a small draw in the master bedroom I found a small drawer with a bottle of lube and the piece de la resistance: a large purple dildo (bigger than me certainly and bigger than the cucumber I was currently snacking on). It was a little bigger than what I had intended to use but never the less I lubed up and slowly inserted the pink dick into my ass. I won't lie to you, it hurt a lot, but I owed it to king to be ready for his piece of dog meat. I got in halfway before taking a small rest then sitting down on the hard flooring to jam it in all the way. I got dressed and lopped the small plastic wire though to my pants pocket ( I figured it must be for removing it later, oh how I was wrong). I set of to he shops to buy myself some lunch that didn't come in a can and found a local grocers nearby. It was the middle of the day so this place was deserted, it was just me and the overweight middle-aged Indian man at the counter. I did my rounds, picking up some pasta sauce, mince meat and spaghetti. I approach the counter and the man began to ring up my goods. "$7.80 please" I reached into my locket to grab the ten dollar note I had and brushed the small black box attahed to my dildo. ... You can imagine what happened next, this wasn't a dildo it was a vibrator and I was in HEAVEN. Still I reached furiously into my pockets and switched it off, hoping I could play it off as a rather loud phone on vibrate. The man at the counter stated me and then at my bottle of pasta sauce. "this is passed its sell date, follow me I'll get you one from the store room free of charge" I was surprised at the generosity of his seemingly creepy man, he an honest smile so I followed him into the store roomto help him find the sauce. As soon as we entered he closed the door behind him and pulled of his pants. "As soon as you came in I smelt sex on you, and when you set off the vibrator I knew you were a secret boy slut. I'll make you a deal, you suck me off and I'll give you your shopping free of charge"