Date: Fri, 14 Mar 2008 12:24:04 -0700 From: j griffith Subject: three short dog stories Three Little Pieces griff773@prodigy.net This is a group of three stories about a boy and dogs. All of the usual warnings apply. You can always go somewhere else. When I was about nine, I found a stray dog that stayed with us for about three months and then disappeared. I called him Pal. He was big and was part shepherd and maybe lab. He had the old fashioned shepherd coat without the black saddle. Just mixed colors like a brownish wolf. One ear was semi-cocked and the other flapped down like a labs. While he was gone, we moved.The house we then lived in was a two story, two family house and we lived in the top floor along with an attic. The attic was only floored for about eight feet in the center, but for its full length. I had a train set up there, Nothing fancy, just a Lionel set, but I spent a lot of time up there.I stayed mostly at one end because My mother's bedroom was under the middle and she was an invalid [actually she was dying, but never told anyone in the family; just toughed it out]. About two years later, Pal came back and stayed about a month. He was taken away by a guy who called him Buddy and who was also a cop. Turns out he lived about two miles away from us on a hill and he kept the dog tied up most of the time. The cop used the dog as a retriever when he went hunting. He accused me of luring the dog away. Not true although I really liked the dog, and he liked me. By the time I was 13, I was into jacking off a lot, as you can imagine. One winter day, I came out of the house and plowed through the snow to the sidewalk and who should come trotting by, but Pal. I called him and he turned around and started barking and dancing around, really happy to see me. I would take him up to Hammonds Woods and when I found a quiet place would jack off. He'd lick my cock and eat my cum. If I took him down to the river we'd do it there too. One day, we were in the attic and Without thnking abouit it, I took my pants down and got on my knees. In a second Pal was licking my ass and in another he was on me and humping away. I got a little scared because I was afraid my mother would here us and also because he was having trouble finding my hole, so was poking me with his bone and it hurt. I was beginning to think I'd made a mistake when he found my whole and slipped his dick in. Man, did that feel good! He hadn't knotted for some reason, but I had time to jerk off and come while he was in me. I wanted to do it again but decided to wait until the next day. The following day, I was walking him down the street when his owner pulled up and called him, and he got in the back seat of the car. The guy told me to leave his dog alone, but, truth be known, the dog came looking for me not the other way around. I never saw him again. Freckles After my mother died, one of my brothers married and they moved to Natick in a brand new neighborhood. There were woods and a steep hill going down to a pond across the road from them. I used to go out there on the weekends. One time when I went out there, there was an English setter lying out in the far corner of their yard. They said the the Cocker bitch next door was in heat and poor Freckles was hanging out night and day hoping to get some. No such luck. The guy next door would take her out on a leash and not let Freckles near her. But one week when I went out there, I decided to walk down to the pond through the woods and Freckles followed me. Well....I didn't waste the opportunity and started to look for a place to get it on with him. When I found a place, I got on my knees and took down my pants and he was on me like a shot; didn't even give me a lick. He fucked, I jerked and we both got our jollies. Once again, he failed to tie, but I sure enjoyed it. I wound up living with my brother and sister-in-law , but the bitch had gone out of heat by that time and Freckles had gone home to his own house. Mutt I eventually had to live with my brother ands his wife. they hads a Cocker that was clueless.Two of their neighbors took in two spayed bitches, half Irish setter and half Lab. Well, i used to like to go to the other side of the pond, so I had to leave their neighborhood and take a country road that led to an old gravel pit andd through that to the woods. On the way, I used to pass a house where there was a medium size dog, about the size of a Springer. He was black and tan with pointed ears. One summer day, when I was 16, I was walking by with the other dogs and he was out of his pen and he followed me. After I got into the woods, I got naked except for my shoes. When I found a safe place, I got down on my knees to see what he'd do. Without hesitation he mounted me and hit the mark fist thing. He drove his cock into me all the way and pumped like mad. In a few minutes, I started to jack off and came like a fire hose. Since he wasn't a really big dog, I didn't think he'd knotted with me, so I started to pull away. Surprise! His knot was in me, but I was able to pull it out. It hurt some, like being constipated and passing a dry turd. Even the pain felt good, I was so horny. As I went by his house, he went into his yard and stayed there. I nevwer saw him again and often wondered if the people he lived with were using him for sex and could tell that he'd been fucking someone else, Haven't had many chances to get dog fucked, but I would in a second.