Date: Tue, 2 Jan 2024 22:05:00 +0000 (UTC)
From: "dogbone421@aol.com" <dogbone421@aol.com>
Subject: "Good Ol' Hank" (Bestiality)

"Good OL' Hank"
By Dogbone421


	Hi, let me introduce myself, I'm Hank. I'm a good boy, best dog
around so I'm told. But to be honest, I'm the best stud dog around is what
I really am. I'm blessed with a huge cock hanging under me. Eight and a
half inches including my knot says it all. Thicker in the middle of my
shaft with a fat spongy cock head, it's a fucking beauty. Swelled, its dark
red and blue in color with thick veins running the length of it. And a fat
ass knot at the back that's the size of a large plum. Can you see how my
tail wags with pride? But hell, I'm getting way ahead of myself here. Let
me give you my back ground first before we get into the good stuff. Oh, and
its good trust me.

	My life now is as a good old farm dog.  Brought to the farm at a
young age, I was full of spit and vinegar when I arrived. I hated the fact
that the family that had me before couldn't keep me anymore. Heartbroken
and full of guilt, I sulked for days. If it wasn't for my new master giving
me lots of ear rubs and treats, I'd have run off hoping to find them
again. But not many can keep a big ass mutt like myself in an apartment. A
puppy grows quickly and I soon became eighty pounds of holy terror. From
breaking things with my whippy tale to chewing anything I could find, my
name quickly changed to "Bad Dog!" Thankfully I was given to these nice
people in hopes of being a deterrent for wild animals.

	My days are now filled with running thru the fields chasing geese
and rabbits. It helped strengthened my muscles and chiseled my sleek
body. With a beautiful black and white coat on me, I was fucking studly
looking, so I'm told. Pissing and taking a dump wherever I wanted became a
beautiful thing to me. Add on chowing down on leftovers after supper, I was
beginning to really enjoy this new life. It wasn't long before my hormones
were starting to rage. At this age, I was quickly becoming aware of how
good it felt to lick my cock. Deep within my brain the need to breed was
becoming the most important thing to me. My cock now hardened each time I
licked at it and lapping at my cock head was the best feeling in the
world. And dam, those big marbles in my sack hanging under me had gotten
big.

	Instinct quickly kicked in and before I knew it, the urge to hump
was becoming overwhelming. I walked around the field and driveway humping
air not really knowing why. I'd even climb atop my young master and grind
my cock against his back when we were ruff housing. I soon found licking
his ears clamed our play and allowed me to thrust against him without
resistance. Something seemed to awakened within him also as he enjoyed this
new found attention.

When that no longer satisfied my deepest desires, I attempted something
with the boy's dad that I soon would regret. Fresh from the fields one hot
sweltering day, I caught the scent of his sweaty crotch. With the
sensitivity of my noise, it was easy when the air was still. Walking up to
him, the smell was really intoxicating to me. It fattened my sheath and
caused my cock head to slip outside the tip. The scent became overwhelming
and without thought, I jump up on his right leg and began to whale my
hips. With all my might I attempted to drive my cock against his overall
clad leg. I got in a few good strokes and was beginning to feel good when I
was smacked up side my head and kicked from his body. It was the first time
I ever had been hit and I was instantly caught off guard.


	"Get the fuck away from me you stupid horny ass mutt," he yelled at
me as I backed further away from him. I cringed in fear wondering what I
had done wrong. "You keep the shit up and you'll lose your nuts," he added
before saying, "Never do that shit with me again. Now get the fuck out of
here."


	I wasn't really sure what he meant but I knew from the tone of his
voice it was serious. Once he was out of sight, I laid down and began to
clean my still exposed cock head. There was a new taste and smell that I
never experienced before. Right away I liked it and wanted to taste
more. Aggressively continuing to lick, my cock began to expel more of this
savoy salty liquid. With each squirt, the most amazing feeling was coming
over me. Licking till my cock was almost raw, the itch in my nuts finally
subsided. Jumping to my feet, I felt on top of the world. Taking off at a
hundred miles an hour, I raced around the barn like a dog with fucking
rabies.  Stopping and then thinking, I defiantly wanted more of that good
feeling to happen to me.

	The next morning, those old urges returned and I wanted to hump in
the worst way. Approaching my real master, I stared at him in a totally
different light today for some reason. Locked in my crosshairs, I knew he
wouldn't beat me off him if I tried it with him. I mean I'd been grinding
my cock into his back for weeks, right? At fourteen years old, he was a lot
like me. His hormones were awaking also.


Watching him take a piss many times out in the woods, we quickly had
developed a new game between us. As he was pissing, I'd run up to him and
lap at his stream. At first, he was disgusted and tried to shoe me
away. "You stupid mutt, you're crazy in the head," he'd yell at me as he
turned and aimed his flow away from me. But I was persistent and after many
attempts, he gave in and allowed me to do so freely. I loved the taste of
his piss.

 No longer shy about having his cock out with me, he'd pull it out and look
around before spitting in his hand. Once he was sure no one saw him, he'd
begin to stoke his cock as I watched it grow. I soon realized he must be
doing what I did when I licked on my own. He grunted and groaned and moved
his fist like lightening up and down his hard shaft. When he expelled that
white liquid from its tip, I quickly ran over and lapped it from the
ground. He was hesitant at first, but then offered up his slimy limp cock
for me to clean. He grunted and twitched as my hot tongue racked over his
sensitive head. I really enjoyed the taste of his slime. Mine of course
tasted better he would confess to me later. I took this opportunity to
sniff at his groin and get to know my master better down there. I locked in
the smell of his crotch as I licked him clean. I noticed he was developing
a lot of hair around his junk as of late. He soon began to allowed me to
take deep sniffs and nuzzle his balls before he zipped up and rubbed my
ears.

That was when I really started looking at him in a different way. It became
a regular thing for me now to lap and lick up his spent cum. I now licked
his cock clean every time afterwards. Today for some reason his perky
little ass in those tight jeans, really caught my eye. My tongue hung out
even lower as I panted. I wasn't sure yet why I was fixated on his butt,
but I somehow knew it was important. I would soon learn the pleasures it
could give a dog like me. Running up to him and taking deep sniffs of his
butt crack, my tail wagged a hundred miles an hour.

"What's up with you today boy," he causally tossed my way as we started
walking towards the barn? My noise was wedged between his cheeks savoring
his scent back there as we walked.

Once inside, I knew we were alone as I had seen his dad take off on the
tractor early this morning. Just as the kid was about to lift some hay into
a stall, I jumped his leg much like I did his old man's. He was way thinner
than his dad and I was able to lock a tight grip around his waist as I
began to beat the drum against his leg. Stab after stab my sheath hit
resistance and set me off even more. The more he fought, the hornier and
the more aggressive I got. Before he was able to finally disconnect me from
his body, my cock had swelled and lengthened to full size. Liquid squirted
from my piss slit like a squirt gun firing off again and again. I honestly
was just as shocked as he was. Jumping back and feeling proud of myself, I
watched as he cussed me a little.

"What the fuck was that Hank," he bellowed at me? "Your fucked up in the
head dude," he shouted at me as I still stared at him with full on lust. I
whimpered a few times to try and express my need to him. I now wanted him
in the worst way and knew somehow, he could help me out. Its then I saw him
bend down his head slightly looking at my big ass honker hanging from my
underbelly.

"Holly fucking shit," I heard him softly say as he leaned down even
further. "I aint never seen a dog cock that big," he flat out said to me.

Being the good boy that I am, I turned sideways and showed off the family
jewels to him with pride. I swear I never saw a look of lust more intense
in any human's eye then I did that afternoon with him. Before I knew it, he
was coaxing me to come around behind the hale bales with him. Walking
wasn't easy with this big hammer swinging under me. Still squirting cum, I
knew I had to make it back there with him. Something big was about to
happen between us. Turning the corner, he was already on his knees waiting
for me. Patting his knee, I approached eagerly.

He rubbed my ears and then down my back before going under me. It was my
first full appendage check and I instantly savored his touch. He squeezed
and took in the girth of my penis in his fist as he gaged my size. Running
his hand up and down my swelled sheath, he whistled softly and licked his
lips.

"God dam boy, your fucking hung. You put me to shame," he offered me in
praise of my equipment.  "You've seen me hard so you know," he confessed as
he continued to explore me. "Look how you squirt as I stroke you," he then
added as he moved his head closer. "I never knew a dog could shoot so much
cum."

After about five minutes of him jerking and exploring me, he got to his
feet and I noticed the tent in his pants. I moved closer to him and took
deep snorts of his crotch. As he opened his jeans and exposed his cock, I
was there to lap my tongue at it. Ooze dribbled from his piss slit and my
tongue lapped it up.e had a nice hard cock but it was no where near the
size and length of mine.  He had a nice cock on him but he was right, it
was nowhere near the size or girth of mine. I looked up at him as he
sniffed at his hand that had been around my cock. I could see the wetness
of some of my cum on his fingers.  He smiled down at me and we both knew we
now had a special secret between us. He then coughed up a wad of spit and
coated his shaft with it. Stepping back from me because I wouldn't stop
trying to lick his cock head, he stared at my junk the whole time he was
working his cock. Within a minute he was shooting off streams of
cum. Quickly I moved back to him and savored the taste of his cum as it
freshly flowed.

It quickly became a ritual that he had me follow him down to the barn. I
mean what else can two horny males do but fuck around together out here
alone all the time. He worked on how to jerk a dog off and quickly became
an expert at it. I learned how to drive him crazy with my tongue on his
cock and balls. He easily offered me access to his crotch without
resistance. Feeling ever more comfortable with us being together, he began
to remove his pants and underwear. After jacking me hard, he'd lay down and
direct my squirting cock towards his lower belly. I'd squirt my cum all
over his junk and he'd use it to jack off with. He'd then fire off his cum
and it would land on his lower belly and mix with mine. Of course, I
cleaned up our mess as he watched twitching about as it tickled him.

This is how I discovered his hidden treasure. Sniffing and licking up under
his nut sack to get them free of my liquid, I could smell heaven. I started
digging my tongue lower and lower under his sack each time we did
this. With lots of patience and determination, I cracked his safe.

Easing his hips up slightly one especially hot afternoon, he granted me
access. Stab after stab my tongue dug between his cheeks for his
asshole. When I found it, he moaned with pure ecstasy when I hit the
mark. Within seconds he was moving over more and arching his leg to let me
in deeper. I attacked that pucker like a dog after a bone! That kid was
twitching like a whore in heat as I ate him out.

For some reason he swore me off licking his asshole occasionally. I still
aggressively went after it but was pushed away at times. When he would
stand and beat off, I'd go behind him now and nuzzle his butt crack
defiantly.

"You shouldn't be doing that boy," he'd say to me sometimes as he beat
off. Clinching his butt cheeks tighter he'd try to keep me out but I was
determined. When I got at that pucker, he was then puddy in my
paws. Instantly he'd relax and I'd start digging my tongue forceable
against his hole. Before I knew it, he was bowlegged. Giving his nut sack a
good swab also while I was back there really sent him over the edge. He'd
unload his nuts and moan like crazy as I continued.

It took months, but I won. Now that boys secret spot was all mine anytime I
wanted it. And believe me, I wanted at him every time.

Most times after we'd finished playing around, he'd go on with his
chores. I on the other hand would run off to the neighbor's farm. They also
had a few male dogs who quickly became my buddies. We'd run in a pack and
chase things and howl at the moon. I bragged relentlessly to them about my
accomplishment with my master. Funny how none of them believed me.

"Aint no way a guy would fuck around with a dog," they all cackled. "I've
heard of chicks giving a few special dogs pussy before but never a
dude. You're wasting your time with him Hank. Besides, what are you, a gay
dog?"

My master was growing fast and becoming a strapping young man before my
eyes. Stubble soon appeared on his face as he bragged to me his dad had
taught him how to shave. Just before school started, we were out in the
barn about to do our thing when he warned me things would be slowing down
between us.

"I'm not going to be around as much," he offered as he removed his
pants. "Schools starting and I have Football practice afterwards so that
will surely slow us down doing this. Plus, I need to find a girlfriend to
fit in more," he confessed as he removed his underwear. When his tee shirt
came off, I noticed hair starting to appear on his chest.


His cock was already hard and swinging around in anticipation of us getting
busy together. It turned him on what we did together no matter how he might
fight it. I could see it in his eyes every time. Getting down on the hay
covered floor, I walked over to him as I usually do and offered up my junk
for manipulation. As usual, he jerked me off to full stimulation. What
happened next was totally shocking and out of left field.  So, I'm standing
there with my cock shooting streams of cum constantly when he moved closer
to me. I figured it was another day of me coating his junk with my
spunk. But this time he scooted his head real close to my underside. I
wasn't sure what was about to happen but I instinctively edged closer to
him. Quickly the shock of my life happened when I felt the tip of his
tongue swipe the end of my cock. I shuddered with lust as he hesitated
before doing it again. I was all in on this new feeling and quickly made
myself more accessible to him. Wagging my tail with approval, I wanted
more.

Then boom, it happened again and a tingle ran up my spine. I felt his
familiar warm hand grip my hard shaft at the base and move it more towards
his face. I splashed cum all over the kids head as he pointed it at
himself. Cum surely had to ran down into his eyes the way I was
ejaculating. After what seemed like hours, he then engulphed my cock head
in his warm mouth. I moved sideways and forced my cock slightly deeper as I
felt suction from him. He swallowed my shaft hallway and suckled on it like
a tit. My cum squirts increased at record speed as I filled his mouth as
quickly as I could. But before I knew it, he withdrew and pulled back. His
cock was raging hard and snot oozed and hung down in a long drip.

"I did it," I heard him brag in a boisterous voice as he wiped his mouth
clean. His face was covered with my ball juice and glistened in the
light. "And it didn't taste that bad either," he added before I saw him
spit. "I sucked a fucking dog cock," he said with pride as he looked down
at my shaft still hanging there. "We did it boy," he told me as he grinned
and then rubbed my ears. "I thought it would be gross but I kind of liked
it."

He wiped some of the moisture from his forehead and then licked his damp
fingers. As I watched him taste more of my cum, I saw him shrug and scoot
forward again. Within seconds he was back under me trying it again. This
time he sucked longer and drank more from my balls. But alas, he rose again
and I heard him smack his lips savoring my taste again. Once he jacked
himself off, the guilts must have kicked in. As he pulled his underwear
back on, he spoke,

"I can't do that again. That's going too far," he mumbled as he reached for
his pants. "I was just curious how you tasted boy. You understand right? I
can't be that weird, can I?"

A few days past and he continued to jack me off as we had always done. It
was as if in his mind he'd never blown me. But then late Sunday night after
supper, he creeped back into the barn. It was dark out and I was almost
asleep when he found my bed.

"School starts tomorrow boy. Just so you know," he said with guilt in his
voice as he paced around. "I can't stop thinking about what I did before,"
he confessed to me "You tasted so fucking good. So, let's do this quick boy
before I lose my nerve," he said softly as he got down on the floor. "Just
this once, you hear me," he added as he stared at my sheath.

He removed his shirt and rolled it in a ball and used it as a cushion for
his head. Jacking me hard, he then slid under me. He then proceeded to give
me my first real blowjob. Granted he was ruff at it and raked my cock with
his teeth a few times but it was an amazing feeling to me. Taking me deep
in his throat, his lips at times were against my swelled knot.

This time when he sat up, he didn't spit. I then watched his Adams apple
drop down as he swallowed what must have been an accumulation of my cum. A
shit eating grin then came across his face as he looked at me.


The shocking part was he didn't even jerk himself off afterwards. It was
all about him pleasuring me that night. I licked his face profusely as he
sprawled out on the hay floor afterwards. With my cock still hard and
dribbling cum, when I approached him, he gripped it in his fist and held it
tightly. I licked his closed eyes softy and worked myself lower. I then
attempted to part his lips with my tongue. My semi dried cum coated his
lips and down around his chin. Much to my amazement, he didn't resist me
and I slipped my tongue past his front teeth. The taste of my sperm on his
tongue was incredible as we experienced our first French kissed.




He denied he liked giving me blowjobs so many times before he would crawl
under me after that night. Slowly over time those words were never said
again. It took lots of practice on his part but that began a long period of
him giving me blowjobs. Especially after school. I was more than willing to
let the kid practice on me. He wanted to know how to suck dick and he was
an eager student. He learned to pull my sheath all the way back before I
started swelling to expose my entire shaft. He learned rubbing behind my
swelled knot got me to fire off cum shots more rapidly.  He was a natural
born dog cock sucker in my book. I loaded that kid with so much sperm it
was almost unbelievable. And he eagerly milked my balls dry regularly. My
balls ached sometimes for him to get home so he could service me. On those
off days when we couldn't connect, my balls throbbed so badly. With him now
playing sports after school, it was really starting to cut into our
intimate time.

I'd let him know too when he was falling behind on his duties. I'd
aggressively attack him with sniffs and barking in an effort to convince
him we needed our alone time. I'd display my swelled-up cock in my sheath
as incentive to get him motivated. He'd cuss me and point his finger at me
to never act like that around his parents. Most times my persistence paid
off as I'd see his cock start to swell in his pants and he would get that
look on his face. If afternoon hookups failed, many a night he began
sucking one of out my balls after supper.

I became an expert at humping his head and driving my cock all the way up
to my swelled knot. And the more he delayed serving me, the more
aggressively I hammered his head. He quickly learned to let me get my
aggression out by not hindering my strokes. We kept a large pillow hidden
in the barn that he placed behind his head for leverage. Once I was fully
swelled, he nuzzled and traced my veiny shaft with his tongue. Suckling and
licking the tip ever so softly, I squirted cum all over his tongue. Taking
me to the knot over and over, I coated his throat with my slime as it ran
down into his belly.

He'd come up for air and apologize sometimes for not being around more
often before diving back into admiring my pecker.

"I can tell your backed up because you taste extra strong today boy," he'd
comment as he'd suckled my tip. "I've been sucking you off long enough to
know the difference."

Some evenings he was still in his football pants fresh from
practice. Smelling his sweaty crotch got me even more hot and bothered for
him. Leaving his jock on after he removed his pants, I'd eat him out after
he was done pleasuring me. Those elastic straps really accented his fine
ass from my vantage point. I became more and more intent on stabbing his
pucker with my tongue the more I got at him. I knew something more was
behind that barrier. And I wanted it.


Soon my master got his driver's license and his father bought him an old
pickup truck. At sixteen now, he was starting to look grown up. He'd take
me for drives and my tongue would hang out the window as he flew down the
dirt roads. He'd caress my cock sometimes as he drove smiling the whole
time. I'd lick the side of his face and let out a low seductive "Woof," to
let him know he was mine.

We could now go off and explore hidden spots, park and be without fear of
getting caught. When he would strip down now, I noticed how hairy he was
becoming. It would thicken my shaft knowing I had claimed a looker like him
as my own.

Stripped down to his socks out in the meadow along the wood line, he'd make
love to my pecker with his mouth like he always did. Once he drained my
balls, he'd jack off and I'd lick his lower belly clean of his nut. He'd
then flip over and allow me to savor his butt with my tongue. Ever more
eager to feel that special feeling, he would now arch his hips up for
better access for me.

"Easy back there boy, easy," he'd occasionally plead as I tongued
him. "You're going to make my asshole raw again. I know you like doing that
but you can be too aggressive sometimes." Apparently, I got carried away at
times. When he begged me to stop, I'd double down on those occasions and
really eat him out. Even nipping slightly at the hairs that now grew in
that valley.

Once we both were drained and tired, we would lay back in the high grass
and enjoyed each other's company. His mind would drift off as he looked up
at the clouds. With his arms behind his head, and my body beside his, he
was a happy camper after we both had drained our balls. "I'm so glad I have
you boy," he'd say to me as he rubbed my side. "I have no need for a
girlfriend with you around. And you know as well as I do, that's not what I
want anyways," he'd confess. "I have all the dick I need with you and you
will always keep my secret."


About six months after getting his license, he came home one day eager as
fuck to be with me. "Hank, Hank, he yelled motioning me towards him as he
walked to the barn." I was laid out by the tractor taking a snooze when I
was awakened. As he removed his pants, he announced excited as hell that
he'd heard of something different we could maybe try together.

"I was diving my buddies' home today and the conversation had turned to gay
guys cornholing each other," he offered with enthusiasm as he removed his
underwear. His cock was already half hard and I knew by his urgency
something good was about to happen.

"I'd never heard of it before and didn't even know a dick could go up a
dude's ass," he said with wide eyes as he crouched down beside me and
continued to talk. His cock was now so hard it pointed back against his
hairy belly button. "Can you believe we might be able to get your cock up
inside me boy?"

 As he reached out and rubbed my head he said, "Maybe you and I can give
that a try buddy. You know, something new between us. But you gotta be easy
and go slow with me. I'm kinda scared you could hurt me back there. But I'd
like to know if its possible," he confessed.

We attempted and failed miserably so many times. I didn't know what to do
exactly when it came to mounting another male's ass. Excited as hell at the
prospect, I always rabbit jabbed his butt cheeks trying to get the hang of
how this was done. I jumped on him in four failed attempts before I thrust
too hard and racked his nut sack that first time. He instantly fell to the
floor and rolled in pain.

"We aren't ever trying that again," he moaned as he laid there and I
watched his cock shrink up. "God dam that fucking hurts. You racked my nuts
good. I'm sticking with sucking your dick," he cried out as he held his
balls.

But of course, we did try it again. Soon it became a couple times a week we
attempted to get my cock buried up his ass. So many times, I wettened his
butt crack with my squirting sperm as I still poked too aggressively. We
got better at it but I still was too eager with my attempts. He even tried
lubing his asshole with Vaseline but all that did was make me want to eat
him out instead.

Then the magical day happened. It was hot as fuck outside and the barn was
just as hot inside. He was already sweating with dark sweat bands under his
arms. The tan shirt he had on showed how sweaty his back was also. I sat
attentively and watched him remove his cloths for me. He was wanting me
badly as I could tell by his mannerisms.  "I'm horny as fuck today boy and
I'm ready to try this again. I've been out in the fields all day thinking
of how to make this happen," he said as he removed his dirty jeans. "You've
had me on the bone all day long thinking about your cock. God, you drive me
crazy to be with you sometimes. So, I've come up with a few new ideas out
of desperation." His cock was already stiff and it always excited me seeing
him wanting me so badly. "We're got to get this right before long," he said
as he got down on his knees. "My ass has been itching like hell to get this
right."

 My tail wagged against the floor and my pink tip slipped out my sheath
with anticipation. I was panting but fully focused on trying to make this
work finally. I couldn't let my boy down again. He needed me in the worst
way. When he was in position on his knees, I dived in and paid extra
attention to his pucker before I attempted mounting him. His butt crack had
a nice sweaty smell going on and I savored it.

His wiry nuts were hanging low in their sack in this heat and I gave them a
lap or two for good measure. I deposited my spittle all around that tight
orifice that I had grown to know so well. I even licked his taint as I knew
it made his toes curl. I was being extra good at turning him on today as
opposed to just wanting my nuts drained.

When I jumped up on him, I whaled about as usual hopping up and down as I
thrust my hips. I then noticed his right arm move and felt it up under us
groping for my sheath. This time with his guidance, he aligned my stabbing
shaft up with his pucker and moved it close to it. This was the missing
link in our attempts at having sex together. I now knew all I needed was
some guidance. With percussion my heat seeking missile found the hanger it
has wanted for so long and dived in.

In a split second I knew I had hit pay dirt and I began to thrust against
him so hard, he lost his balance. I took advantage of that and hammered my
cock into him so fast he didn't know what hit him. My dog tags rattled out
a repetitive sound that would soon be a constant in our love making. I
locked myself tightly around his waist and proceed to show my boy how I
made love. He grunted and panic set in as he tried to stop me. But I didn't
give up. In fact, I took control.

My cock began to grow in this warm tight new place and I savored it. With
each thrust my balls shot cum in his guts and lubed the way for deeper
penetration. Saliva dribbled out of my mouth and onto his shoulder blade as
this new feeling was unbelievable. I loved him sucking on me, but this was
on a different level. After about ten or so thrusts, my cock was almost
fully hard inside his body. My swelled knot was already tight against the
outside of his pucker tapping against it.

As I slowed my fucking, I heard him whimpering under me. With his hands
clutching hay wads tightly, the right side of his face lay on the floor.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," he babbled under me as I held him tight as a vice. A
grunt of nervousness rose from him as I felt him adjust his stance. When he
did, the tightness of his ass muscles eased and I nudged in slightly
deeper.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," came from his again as I felt my cock shooting cum at a
record speed. His guts caressed the tip of my cock head with a warm velvet
feeling. "Dude, please, go slow," he moaned under me and breathed
heavily. He fidgeted and tried to move slightly before he begged, "Not so
deep Hank," as he thrust his head back up quickly. But it already too late
for that. I was in a deep as I could go at this point. My cock swelled and
grew longer as it inched deeper and deeper. I thrusted one last time to let
him know he was impaled fully on my shaft.

Again, he tried to get me to stop but I wasn't having it. He tried once or
twice to pull off my cock. But in my tight hold, he couldn't get away. My
cock in response loved the feeling of resistance and swelled ever harder if
you can believe that. When he finally stopped resisting, he calmed down and
gave up.

There was a slight movement under me again as I loaded him with my cum. I
suddenly felt his fingers exploring our connection point. He slowly traced
my knot and then moved his fingers to his stretched asshole. It was as if
he couldn't believe we had finally done this together. He traced his taint
back to the base of his balls before his touch was gone. When he brought
his fingers from back under him, I heard him whisper,

"There's no blood," he sighed followed by, "Oh, thank God," as he seemed
relieved. The tightness of his asshole gripping my cock eased
somewhat. "Mother fucker," he bravely said thru clinched teeth, "We finally
did it."

Silence fell around us as I continued to squirt and marvel in this new
found feeling. My cock loved the warmness of his body and tightness of his
asshole at the base of my shaft. I'd never felt my cock squirt so fast and
fully as it was doing now. Slowly I laid my head on his right shoulder and
settled into a stance that signified my dominance over him. He was
breathing deeply and I could tell he was still slightly scared. To comfort
him I began to lick at the back of his sweaty head. The salt from his sweat
was tart and I enjoyed it. Slowly moving to his right ear, I began to lick
at it softly. I wanted to reassure him he safe with me.

Instantly I felt him relax more. As my nuts continued to empty, I took care
of my boys' hesitancy. I licked the fuck out of the side of his face and
let him know how proud I was of him.

"Thank you, Hank," he finally spoke in a raspy voice. I needed that," was
then said as he turned his head towards mine. "Guess we're both no longer
virgins wouldn't you say," he offered before he gave me a slight
smile. "Now I know what cornholing feels like."

It wasn't much longer before he told me we needed to stop. "I need to make
sure you haven't hurt me inside boy," he rationed. Before I could even
think, I felt his hand back behind my knot forceable pulling my cock from
the depts of his guts. I didn't want this and tried to stop him. I clamped
down tighter and threw my weight against his upturned hips.

"Oh, fuck your deep Hank," he moaned as my big ass honker eased out of him
with a gush of liquid sound. Still on his back for a few seconds, my still
hard cock wanted back inside him. It poked at his hole and my head
partially parted his pucker again before it then slipped down to nudge the
back of his nut sack. As he fidgeted, it swung about still shooting cum as
he raised up and forced me off his back.

I instantly jumped back and stood looking at that beautiful ass I'd just
taken as mine. Still on his knees, I could see the wetness of my overflow
that had ran down from his ass crack. The back of his nuts were wet and a
large amount of liquid now puddled under them on the floor. As I continued
to squirt cum, he collapsed on his side. It was quiet as fuck for a while
before I saw him fingering his ass crack for any damage again. He seemed
satisfied there again wasn't any as he eased himself up and looked at me
standing there still at full erection.

"Wow, that was amazing," he let go with as he wiped the sweat from his face
with his hand. "We finally got it right," he said somewhat bewildered at
the events that just happened. "I still can't believe I had that monster up
inside me," he muttered as he stared at it still hanging long and squirting
cum. "This is big between us boy, you know that right," he asked as he
leaned back on his arms? "We've actually had real sex now I guess," he said
in a questioning voice as he thought about his words. "My ass is full of
your sperm for the first time ever. We can't take back what just happened
between us," he mumbled as if he was still figuring this out. "I lost my
virginity to you. Holly shit!"

He proceeded to beat the fuck out of his meat as I licked myself
clean. When he shot his cum, he moaned and conversed like I'd never heard
him do before. Drenched with sweat coating every inch of his body, he lay
there for a period with his arm covering his eyes.

Getting to his feet finally, he stretched and scratched his one butt
cheek. I moved close to him quickly, sniffed and then attempted to lap at
his butt crack.  But he wouldn't let me.

"You had enough of that for one day," he said as he stepped away and
reached for his underwear. As he raised his one leg to pull them on, he
groaned, "Oh fuck, I feel like I gotta take a massive shit."

He was awkwardly quiet as he pulled on his pants and then his shirt. I knew
it wasn't good that he kept his back turned away from me. I felt he had
regrets about what had just happened between us. Me on the other hand was
celebrating the best day of my life on the inside. Just before he walked
out, he spoke,

"Not sure if we should do that again boy," he offered as he stared straight
ahead. "Even though I enjoyed it, I know it's wrong what we did. I
shouldn't be letting your dog cock up inside me."

I truly believed at that moment we'd never try that again. I took a massive
leak just outside the barn door as I looked around for him. He was now
throwing seed about for the chickens. I ran up to him with my tail wagging
looking up at him with eyes of adore. He saw me but didn't stop his
movements. I took a chance and sniffed at his butt crack again and smelled
my strong scent on him.

"Knock it off boy," he yelled down at me in a stern voice. "I got a lot to
think about," he muttered as he continued to work. "You'll get me all hot
and bothered again if you keep that up. You know I can't resist you when
you start acting like that. Your cock has gotten me into this weird thing
we're now doing."

"And don't go acting stupid now after what we just done," he scolded
pointing his finger down at me. "We can't let anyone suspect what we did
together," he offered as he looked around to be absolutely sure we were
alone. "This is some serious shit between us. We're fucking like a couple
of queer dudes. If my dad found out he'd take you off somewhere and dump
you boy. You know dam well I don't want that."

 I then "woofed," at him softly as he looked at me. Turning sideways, I
showed off my sheath to him. "I know, I liked it also. But it's not right
what we just did. I'll keep blowing you I promise. But this other thing
we'll just have to wait and see, alright," he answered as he turned and
headed for the house.

In my eyes he walked a little more awkward as I stared at his butt. Like he
was suffering from the effects of my pipe having been laid deep in him. A
dig in his butt crack just before he entered the house reassured me that he
needed licked clean back there.


Much to my surprise around midnight that night, he came to the barn in just
his underwear and boots. The crunching of the dried hay alerted me someone
was coming and I sprang to attention quickly. His tighty-whities glowed in
the low moon light as he stood at the open barn door. The main house had
been dark for hours and I knew everyone must be sound asleep by now. His
voice echoed in the cavernous barn as he called out to me softly. I scared
the shit out of him when I came up behind him and stuck my noise in his
butt.

"Dude, you scared the shit out of me," he gasped as he placed his hand over
his heart. As he stood there calming down, I pushed my noise against the
fabric of his shorts and snorted loudly. He reached his hand back and
rubbed my head.

"You think we should give this a try this again boy," he asked? "It's been
a while since we did sexual things together twice in one day."  I instantly
jumped up and down with excitement making my dog tags tinkle in the
quietness. I let him know I was willing and able.

"We gotta be extra quiet boy so we don't wake my dad," he said as I savored
my dried cum smell on him. "I've been thinking about this ever since I left
you earlier. My cocks been tenting my pants all evening and even jacking
off didn't provide me any relief. I wanta be sure this wasn't a fluke and
that I really liked it," he finished with as he then stepped deeper into
the darkness of the barn. I eagerly followed.

Our second actual fuck was just as clumsy as the first. But I eventually
struck pay dirt and drove my cock back into the depths of his bowels. His
resistance this time was slight and it made it more enjoyable for us
both. I grunted deep from my throat with approval of the pleasure his butt
was giving me. "Wow, you really like this don't you," he commented with as
I nudged against him tighter in response. He allowed my about ten minutes
of time to unload in him before he pulled me free.

"Wow, that cock of yours feels so good," he expressed to me as he recovered
from jerking himself off, laying on his back. I laid a few feet from him
admiring his beauty. I then jumped up like a good boy and went to clean his
spent cum off his belly and chest as I always did.

"I went and took a dump right after we did it today," he proudly whispered
to me as I lapped away on his belly. "Everything worked as usual and thank
goodness there was no damage. Man, did I flood the hopper with your cum,"
he proudly told me with his arms now folded behind his head as he glanced
down at me. "Lots of farts came out also," he then giggled as he reached
and patted my head. I licked about until I found all his spent cum on his
cheat and then moved to his slimy cock head. Venturing lower, I nudged and
licked up under his balls. The taste of my sperm was strong in his butt
crack as it oozed from his sloppy asshole. With determination, I finally
got what I then wanted. He rolled over and offered up his butt to me as he
continued to talk.

 "I figure this clears the way for us to do this as much as we want," he
grunted as I eat him out. "I know now that I really do enjoy this new thing
between us. It's kinda weird feeling your cum up inside my body," he
reflected as he moved his one leg up higher and widened the gap of his butt
crack. "But I guess that's how it's supposed to feel when a dude and his
dog have sex together. Guess I better get used to it hadn't I," he remarked
as I swabbed his whole butt crack?

And boy did I started boring my human a new asshole from then on. We
perfected our union to an art after weeks of steady practice. I soon was
railing the guy with ease and he took my cock without much hesitation. He
still got the guilts and freaked out at times when he thought too hard
about what he had become. A male pussy for a horny ass dog can be a bit to
take in at times. Funny how it was always after I'd fucked the shit out of
him and coated his insides. But his resistance to taking my cock was always
overruled by his own lust for it. He'd swear at times as he got up from a
fucking, he wasn't giving in to me again. But that only lasted at the most
a week before we were back at it and making up for lost time. With time, he
excepted his fait and learned to enjoy being my bottom.

 Blowjobs had become a thing of the past, at least for a long while between
us. He was insatiable for anal with me now. And God how I loved that dude's
asshole. It gave me the greatest pleasure in the world. Out in the fields I
would stand and stare at him in his jeans and admire his physique. He would
catch me sometimes and I swear he knew what I was thinking. I'd see him
soon placing a fist in his front pocket to hide his growing arousal from
his dad. Kicking me away from him when I got too aggressive acting, it was
warned to cool my jets.

When the time was right, he'd come to me. By then, he was just as horny to
fuck as I was. I'd jump up and swing around with excitement as I watched
him kick off his heavy boots. The familiar scent of his hot feet filled the
air and excited me even more. It had become a pheromone that signaled the
events that were about to happen. He'd have a hungry look in his eyes as he
watched me get horned up with anticipation. I was occasionally rewarded
with a strip tease to heighten my lust for him. As his pants went down, my
cock would stiffen up with a hunger for his asshole. Stripped nude except
for his white socks, he'd give me the gun show on occasion.

"I got some nice muscles on me don't I boy," he'd ask as he poised with his
cock pointed at the ceiling? "You're pretty lucky to be getting some tail
off a dude like me," he'd then laugh. My prime objective of course was
getting at that fine ass of his as much as possible. I salivated as he
turned slightly and I saw his beautiful butt crack. Black hair now dotted
the top of his butt cheeks and ran down into his hidden valley. He was
truly becoming a man.

It was about two months later when we, quite by accident, accomplished an
amazing thing. True and legitimate male dog and dude sex as nature meant
for it to be.  Full penetration of my cock and knot was finally
achieved. "Houston, we have lift off!"

He had driven us out to an abandon deer blind in the dense woods that we
messed around at a lot. When I jumped out of the truck, I instantly ran
around sniffing all the fresh scents that were about. I made sure I took a
piss on the first tree I found to insure I was prepared for the sex that
always happened.

He took a piss also and then went back to his truck and produced a beer
bottle. To my surprised it belonged to his dad and he bragged he had stolen
it from the fridge. As we entered our "Love shack," as he called it, he
proceeded to the back wall. "I'm going to add another black line for the
one we're about to do today," he said as I saw him grab the hidden
marker. On a 2by4 that ran across the back wall was a record of the number
of times we'd been here and done the nasty. I can't count, but by his words
we'd crossed over the fifty mark for the number of times I'd fucked him
here already. No one else would have a clue what the marks meant. But for
us it was an unofficial record of some of the fucks I'd thrown to
him. Absent of course of the other times we'd fuck and no record was
kept. As we sat on the dirt floor, he took a drink and made a face as it
went down.

"I don't know what they find so good about drinking this all the time boy,"
he said to me as I sat patiently waiting for the main event to start. "This
shit is nasty," he exclaimed as he finished another big drink. He offered
me some in the palm of his hand and I eagerly lapped it up. To me it tasted
great.

After he downed the last of it, he flung the bottle aside and scratched his
chest. He sat there for a few minutes and admitted to me it was starting to
make him feel tingly. "I guess this is what my dad enjoys," he said as he
gave me a flirty look. "Dam you're a sexy looking fucker Hank," he offered
as he then grinned mischievously. "You drive me crazy with lust for you
dude. I think about us doing it all the time. Forbidden love bro," that's
what we have together.  "And it makes it all the more exciting doesn't it
buddy?" He then slowly leaned down and he eased himself closer to me. Much
to my surprise, he went under me, skinned my foreskin back and licked the
tip of my cock. Just as quickly he pulled back.

"You ready for some asshole off me boy," he asked as he then stumbled to
stand now? I had learned certain key words and phrases from so much messing
around between us and immediately jumped into action. "I know it's what you
always want," he said as he started to unbuckle his pants. Suddenly he
stumbled and let out a, "Wow," as he reestablished himself. "Guess I'm
feeling a little better than I though and I'm hot all over," he told me as
he pealed his underwear down.

We'd learned the hard way by now that he needed to keep his shirt on during
sex. After countless sever scratches from my sharp dew claws on his lower
sides, it was in his best interest to have on a barrier. Many a time his
sides looked like he'd fought with a bobcat he told me. When he was called
out about it once in the showers at school, he knew we'd need to take
evasive action. Total nudity between us was now saved for special days when
he was extra horny to get boned up the ass.

Steeping out of his underwear, my balls were itching to get going. It had
been three days between us messing around so they were super charged and
bloated. I mounted him in the usual way and proceeded to thrust between his
offered-up butt cheeks. He now knew the exact height and placement of his
hips for ease of penetration. I now knew heaven lay at the lower valley of
his crack and that stabbing higher was useless. Practice had now made us
perfect sex partners. When I found pay dirt, I took off thrusting like I
usually do. Today he seemed a bit more relaxed and a bit more eager to be
taken than usual. I didn't think much of it till I noticed my stabbing cock
was plunging deeper than ever. I took full advantage of this new subtle
surrendering from him. I could feel my knot start to grow as it was
suddenly plunging in deeper then ever, past the resistance of his
asshole. A first for sure for the both of us.

Never had I known this was even possible between us. His asshole allowed
its entrance but resisted slightly as my knot pulled back out. He didn't
seem to notice at first what was happening but I sure did. I increased my
determination to keep this new thing going for as long as possible as my
knot swelled larger and larger. On the final withdraw my knot was at about
half size and my boy's asshole really resisted its departure. I instantly
plunged back into him quickly and stretched his asshole to its max. With a
slight plop feeling, I was in him again and could no longer pull it free
again. My lust was uncontrollable as an incredibly sensation rushed over
me.

It took my rabbit thrusting to subside before he realized I'd finally
completed our copulating the way nature meant with a male dog. I hugged him
extra tight and rested my head on his shoulder hoping we'd both savor this
moment. He remained calm for about a minute before he fully realized what
had happened.

"Fuck boy, what just happened," he asked as I felt him pull his hips
forward. He instantly knew something was different when I didn't withdraw
any. "Holly shit, is your knot up inside me," he panicked bellowed? He
tried again to expel me from his ass but it wasn't possible. My large knot
now has us locked together from the inside of him. Like a plug in a drain,
I wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. Within seconds, his hand was back
between us checking out our union spot. "Holly shit, I didn't know this was
possible," he let loose with as his breathing started to increase. "Your
knots huge boy. What if it does something bad to my inside," he whimpered
almost on the verge of crying.

When I shifted about suddenly, he cooed with pleasure as my fat knot rubbed
against his prostate. "Oh my God, what's that amazing feeling," he sighed
with desire? "Oh God it feels so different."

By now my cock was at full length inside him. Stretching to the deepest
depths it has ever been in his bowels. My cock head now ventured in no
man's land. Deeper than any dude could ever hope to get. Firing off cum
like a firehose, I took the opportunity to mark this new area as
mine. Little did I know at the time, it was a place I'd return to countless
times in the future.

I began to do my magic on him and try to settle his uneasiness. I hoped he
would calm down and savor this new thing between us. By now I knew how to
soothe my fuck mate. My tongue always did its magic on him and I got to
work in earnest. I licked and bathed him with my spittle as he melted under
me.

"Oh my God I can't believe I have your whole cock in me boy," he shockingly
admitted. I adjusted my mount again and his head arched back and he closed
his eyes. "Oh my God that feels so weird," he groaned. "Holly fuck that's
about two more inches of dog cock in me than usual," he admitted as he
looked back at me over his shoulder.  "I'm defiantly stuck with you," he
rationed on the fly as we huddled together.

In a heartbeat, he gripped his rock-hard cock and began to jerk himself
off. This too was a first for us and I just held on enjoying the ride. As
he pumped his shaft mercifully and twitched about, the movement made my
knot rub his prostate over and over. He was a goner within a minute. I'd
never experienced the contractions his asshole made when he was shooting
cum. It tightened and relaxed in unison with his contractions. It felt
amazing tightening up against the back of my knot.

After he was spent, we huddled together in silence as I proceeded to dump
the full contents of my balls inside him. He excepted his fate and knew
there was no other option for him. I was amazed at my own stamina as after
almost twenty minutes or so I was still dribbling cum in him. I knew I was
nearing the end as my squirts were getting to be further and further apart.

"My back and knees are killing me boy," he complained as he held my
weight. "I hope you are at least getting close to ending this," he asked as
he tried to maneuver to a better stance?

It was about five minutes later when I felt my deflating cock slip from
him. A gush of overflow cum rushed out of him as I hopped off his back. I
saw his asshole muscles clamp tighter and stop the deluge of liquid from
escaping. As I shook the kinks out of myself, my tags rattled in the
silence. I watched him still hunched down in the mating stance debating his
next move. Slowly I saw him start to come back to life. Easing himself up
slightly, he turned and looked back at me.

"Holly shit that was intense," were his first words. His limp peter had
shrunken so small between his legs that it appeared part of his ball
sack. "This day is just full of surprises aint it boy," he babbled as he
eased himself into a kneeling stance. "Fuck, the pressure inside my bowels
tells me I'm loaded with the biggest nut ever from you," he offered as he
brushed the dirt off the front of his shirt. "I never knew we could fucking
have sex together like that. Dude, we gotta be extra careful to not let
that happen again when there is a chance we could get caught. That's scarry
in that aspect. Thank God it happened here."


That was the beginning of us knotting up as often as we could. We didn't do
it every time, but it quickly became a special thing we saved for when we
knew we wouldn't be interrupted. By the end of the year, those marks at the
deer blind had risen to close to a hundred.

My human grew quickly and the years passed by swiftly. He's twenty now and
working in a factory about twenty miles away at nights. Between his farm
chores and his real job, he's usually tired as fuck most days. I help him
relax he says having my cock up his ass. His days off are a sure fired fuck
day for us to. Heighten by the fact we usually screw around twice. Its
amazing the amount of sex we've had over the years looking back. And his
ass is still just as tight as the first time I claimed it as mine.

 It's no wonder he's never had sex with another human yet. I'll be sad when
that day comes. To him, "I'm the best sex he could ever have," he has
confessed over and over. So, why would he want someone else?

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