Date: Thu, 16 Aug 2018 08:22:16 +0000 (UTC)
From: Dave
Subject: Dog Fucked

This story reflects a event in my life in the past. It is the first of
serveral I intend to write about my experiences with animals back in those
days. As it is a story about anal sex between a dog and a man, if it
offends you, don't bother to read it. Any names used will be changed. The
area and dates will also be altered or not mentioned.


My First Time Being Fucked by My Military Working Dog


I had occasionally played with animals ---mainly dogs and a pony---from
when I was young back in the hills of Appalachia. Often that involved just
jacking off while letting a dog lick me or trying, with difficulty, to get
fucked by our dog or one of the local dogs. As far as the neighbor's pony,
I actually could get its cock in my asshole, but used it more as a dildo
than getting much sustained action by the pony, to my great disappointment.


Then I went into the military and was lucky enough to get into
K-9. Learning to train and handle dogs with expertease was a great boon to
my efforts to enjoy the pleasures of a dog fucking me. Not that it would be
a common event...not a common as I would have liked.


In K-9 school, my first dog was female, but after graduation, I was sent
overseas and assigned a male German Shepherd. I was not especially fond of
him and never really thought of having him fuck me. However, I was assigned
a different dog a few months later, a young dog just out of training
himself. He was a bit of a goof, but very good dog. Still, my interest in
him was just as a handler, not anything sexual at first.


But one spring night, I was assigned a post in a very wooded area called
the POL where some jet fuel was stored.  As a dog team we were expected to
keep to the shadows, so being hidden was no problem. There were supposed to
be no other people in the area at night, but there was a tower with a guard
with night vision equipment. Since he would not likely use night vision
much if at all, he would not be able to see well in wooded areas. The only
other person likely to go through the area was the shift sergeant on a post
check.


I was horny that night and thinking about just jacking off on post. Then I
got the idea of having Bear---my dog's name---fuck me. I got hornier and
hornier the more I thought about it. All I had to do was wait for the shift
sgt to come by and after that strip and get , or try to get, fucked.


The sergeant came by just a few hours into the shift and I knew I would
have 3-4 hours to enjoy myself. I took Bear into the woods where we could
remain unseen to anyone who did not know where we could be, but from where
I could see any headlights coming up the road. A place it would be
difficult for the tower guard to see. I first pulled down my pants and
short and let Bear sniff my cock. He did not seem all that interested. I
took off my boots and socks and stripped of everything below the waist. I
got on all fours and tried to direct him to my ass. He would sniff and lick
my asshole and balls and the soles of my fet which I found intensely
erotic. I tried to get him to mount me, but at first was getting
nowhere. So I started jacking his cock and he got quickly hard and was
willing to mount about anything. But the next big problem was how to
lubricate my asshole and then how to get his cock in.


The only thing I had for lube was some melting margarine from my
"bag-nasty" the bag lunch from the chow hall. It was better than nothing,
so I used my fingers to lube my deep and well as I could, although he
started licking it off as soon as I finished. I started pulling him into
position to mount me. He was already hard and seemed to be dripping too. I
reached back and grabbed his cock and started trying to get it in my ass
and of course he started humping before I could. I tried a number of times
for about 20-30 minutes, constantly looking up to check the road and listen
for any sounds of someone approaching. I did not think Bear would be all
that alert.


I took a short break and tired shoving two and three fingers up my asshole
to loosen myself more, figuring that it would be much easier getting him
started that way. By then I was sweating a lot even though it was not that
hot. I took off my shirt, but wanted to keep my t-shirt on as I knew I'd
get scratched up by his claws.


After more effort and frustration, I finally got his cock inside and kept
it there as began his quick dog fucking that I had not experienced since
enlisting. My cock was rock hard and I was jerking, but did not want to
come before he did. At the same time, I was a bit nervous about taking too
long and being caught. There would be no way to explain why I was
half-naked on post with my dogs cock shoved up my ass. I couldn't look up
and clearly see the road while he was on top of me, and all I could do was
listen. But all I could hear was his panting and his choke chain
rattling. Like back in my neighbor's barn with his pony's cock in my ass,
part of the thrill was the danger of being caught in such a position. And
imagine, "Mom, I was kicked out with a bad discharge for letting my dog
fuck me." Or could I cry "rape?"


Anyway, I felt him cum and his knot swell in ass and knew we were stuck
together for a while. (although I have actually been able to get a knotted
dog cock out of my ass, as I have a fairly flexible anus.) With his knot in
me I started seriously jacking off and soon experienced a wonderful orgasm
with him still stuck in my ass.


As soon as I came, I got worried and in a hurry to get him out and get
dressed. It took more time than I wanted before I could, but finally he
popped out.

When the relief shift arrived a few hours later, I was still worried that
somehow someone knew. There had been no unusual radio transmissions, but I
was a bit paranoid as I often was when I was fucked by one of my dogs on
duty.


I didn't get a lot of chances to get fucked by Bear the rest of my tour
overseas. I had to work up the nerve and had to have the luck to be posted
out at the POL or some other very secluded area. I would even strip to get
fucked in the snow when I had one of those rare chances. Bear became better
at it too. I always carried some sort of lube, just in case. I wonder what
his next handler thought of him and his interest in a man's ass>