Date: Sun, 19 Sep 2021 05:56:13 +0200 From: Sarcastic Sword Subject: Of Dogs and Young Men Part 1 This is my first attempt at posting on Nifty so don't be too harsh. Constructive criticism is welcome flames will be deleted and flamers blocked. I don't have time for drama. I won't say how much if any of this is true, you'll have to figure that out on your own. It was a bitter cold blustery winter day just outside of Sheboygan Wisconsin. It was a Sunday and after Church and our usual Sunday dinner my folks and sister went to visit my Aunt and Uncle in Madison. It was an hour and a half drive each way so the earliest they would get back was 9 pm. I had begged them to let me stay home. I argued that since I was now twelve years old, I'd just turned twelve a week ago, I would be OK at home by myself. Since this was in the early 80's and it was a rural area folks weren't as worried about abductions and such. My folks reluctantly agreed to my delight. We lived on a dairy farm. We had a huge barn and a lot of out buildings. There were of course lots of cows and a couple of pigs for butchering. I'd always wanted a horse but Dad just considered them overhead since you couldn't milk them or eat them. But about a year ago he had let me get a dog. It was a German Shepherd. He had free run of the farm but he wasn't allowed in the house. But I figured it wouldn't hurt to sneak him up to my room while they were gone. I usually went around the house with gym shorts and a T-Shirt on. I went to the door and yelled, "Hey Caesar!" He came running out of the barn and ran up to the house. It took a little coaxing to get him in the house, since he knew Mon didn't allow him inside, but I managed to get a grip on his collar and pull him through the door. Once he was inside and I had shut the door behind him I ran up the stairs. Of course he followed me. And with that I ran into my room. Once he was in I shut the door behind us. He was a little over a year old and he loved to roughhouse with me. My mom liked to keep the house a little on the warm side so after wrestling with him for a few minutes I took my shirt off because I was starting to sweat. We started to wrestle again. His fur against my bare skin felt really good so I got the bright idea to take my shorts off too. I mean he was wrestling with me in the nude and we were both guys. Right? And if I could see his why shouldn't he see mine? Besides I was a bit proud of my package. It was bigger than any of the boys in my grade (it eventually grew to a little over 9 inches which is why my avatar is a tapir ;p). I was already starting to get pubic hair, well over a dozen of them now. If you wonder how I knew about myself in relation to the other boys in terms of development, back then we were all expected to shower communally so there were no secrets. Of course I flaunted it going around without a towel as much as I could. He came over and licked my dick and balls which had the immediate effect of getting me hard almost immediately. That had been happening frequently lately. He finally backed away for a second and I launched an attack. I tackled him wrapping my arms around his neck. I wrestled him to the ground. He was on his side and my legs were straddling his hip. My boner was pressed against his soft furry hip and he was struggling to get up. All of a sudden I got a feeling that I'd never had before and my cock started jerking and I was "peeing" uncontrollably. I couldn't stop, but it was coming out in spurts not a steady stream like pee normally did. And peeing had never felt so good or intense. It stopped after a half a dozen spurts or so. I lay on top of Caesar out of breath wondering what had happened. Of course you know I had my first orgasm, but I was clueless. I finally rolled off of him onto my back. He immediately started to lick up the cum that had soaked into his thick fur. And as soon as he finished he got to his feet and started licking up all of my spooge off of my belly and my softening dick. Which was no longer softening. I was getting hard again as he concentrated on licking my dick and balls again. Well even though I wasn't quite sure of what had happened, what I was sure of was that I wanted it to happen again. So I pushed him over on his side and straddled his hip again. I started to thrust against it and before long I started to feel a tingle in my balls. I continued thrusting and in no time at all I was spurting all over him. Again he cleaned up himself and then he cleaned me up again. This time I didn't get hard again but it did feel good. I laid down on the rug next to him and realized I was a bit drowsy. I put my arm around his neck and my leg on his hip so my dangly bits were nestled in the soft dry fur on his back. And I promptly fell asleep. I was awoke abruptly when Caesar jumped up and started barking. I realized that our car was coming down the long driveway to the farm. I jumped up and put my shorts and shirt on and ran with Caesar, let him out the back door and then ran back up to my room before my parents had finished parking. I waited until they came in and then I went down from my room to see them. I'd missed dinner so I was hungry. I was still a little shaken by my close call, but neither of them seemed to be any the wiser that the dog had been in the house and what we had been doing while they were gone. They just seemed glad that I hadn't made a mess or blown up the house. Which was a good thing since that would probably mean I was much more likely to be left at home more often. Should I continue with this? Just remember the boy's tool isn't the over nine inches he has as an adult. Probably only 5 inches at this point, but much bigger than the typical twelve year old.