Date: Thu, 16 Dec 2021 16:50:32 +0100
From: Sarcastic Sword <sarcasticsword@mail.com>
Subject: Of Dogs And Young Men Part 14

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Of Dogs And Young Men Part 14

After I finished breeding the Shepherds I spent the rest of the morning and
early afternoon doing my chores and helping out the guys.  Things were a
little uncomfortable for Eric and Ted.  They knew that I'd caught them
abusing one of the veal calves, if they didn't mollify me they knew I could
tell my dad.  I wasn't in any hurry to extract what I wanted out of them, I
really wasn't sure what I wanted but I had a good idea.

But by three in the afternoon my batteries were recharged enough to head in
and have a final session with that huge hung sexy Great Dane.  I took him
out to take care of his biological functions.  I grabbed my tin of Bag Balm
and all of the barn blankets from my room.  I took them down to the
basement, the Dane following eagerly.  He could smell Hilda's heat all over
me.  It had him mesmerized.

I decided to do him in the basement.  My folks usually didn't get home from
their trips to Madison until about eight or nine in the evening, but that
was no guarantee that they wouldn't get home earlier.  If I did the Dane in
my room and didn't hear them coming in I wouldn't be able to get him out of
the house without them seeing him.  That could lead to some awkward
questions.  But the cellar had an exit directly into the back yard so I
would be able to sneak him out without them seeing him.  I would be able to
say I'd just been down in the game room practicing pool or something.  I'd
already found out that it's easy to get caught in a compromising position.
I'd caught my Dad when him and his bull Zeus were having sexual relations
and of course I'd caught Ted and Eric.  I didn't want anyone having the
goods on me.

If Father caught me it wouldn't be so bad, he'd have to keep my secret or
risk getting his affair with Zeus exposed.  But I'd die of embarrassment if
Mom found out, so discretion was the better part of valor.

I stripped out of all of my clothes and laid them over the back of the
couch in an orderly manner so if they came home I could dress quickly and
get the Dane out the back door.

This also meant that I couldn't let him tie with me.  It would be way too
risky.  If he got locked into me I wouldn't be able pull off of him without
turning my asshole inside out.  But there were plenty of fun things to do
that didn't involve him tying with me.

I spread the thick barn blankets out on the ground one on top of each other
until I had a four blanket thick "mattress" to do the dirty on.  I rolled
him onto his back and straddled his chest.  I leaned forward until his
package was right in front of my face.  He immediately started licking from
my dick to my asshole, trying to get every last drop of Hilda's fluids from
there.

In the meantime I peeled his sheath back from his cock.  I ran it back
behind his unformed knot and started to massage it back there.  In no time
flat he started to harden.  When he was half way erect I took the first
four inches into my mouth as I gripped the base of his knot in a death
grip.  He started to to thrust into my mouth, but I was able to keep him
from thrusting very far because I was controlling his depth with my right
fist.

I slowly worked my throat over his ever growing shaft until my lips were
kissing the front of his knot.  He was now cumming directly into my
stomach, which was quite an erotic thought.  But soon I decided I wanted to
taste his seed and I backed off until he was cumming directly on my tongue.
He tasted so virile, an alpha male among alpha males.

But that wasn't the only thing that I wanted to do with him.  I dismounted
while still gripping his knot and crawled between his hind legs.  With my
left hand I coated my raging erection with Bag Balm.  I pulled forward on
his knot until his ass was where I wanted it and I guided my boner to his
winking asshole.  It took almost no effort to enter him on one of the times
he relaxed his sphincter.  I felt his sphincter clamp down on me as my dick
went over his prostate.  I leaned forward until my balls came to rest
against him.  I didn't need to give him time to get used to my presence, he
was big enough to take anything I decided to give him.  And enjoy it!

I was soon pounding away at him.  Then an idea hit me.  I leaned forward
and took his spurting cock into my mouth and started bobbing up and down on
it.  His asshole was clenching in response to me bobbing on his cock.  It
almost felt like I was sucking myself off as his asshole tried to suck the
cum out of my balls.

I wasn't able to hold off cumming for very long.  My balls were soon
churning and I was shooting in this huge alpha dog, marking him as my bitch
as I sucked the seed out of him at the same time.

I let go of his knot and leaned forward, trapping his knot between our
bodies.  This had the effect of simulating a tie and he continued to spurt
his seed between us as I collapsed on top of him.  I was panting in
exhaustion.  He took advantage of this to worm his huge tongue into my
mouth and try to lick the remnants of his cum out.  I finally was able to
catch my breath and I started to suck on his tongue.  He tried to pull it
out at first but the suction was too strong.  He soon relaxed a began to
enjoy the attention.  I sucked it in even further before finally releasing
it.

He still had a boner, which would likely last for another forty-five
minutes or so.  It was still every bit as hard as when he first started
cumming.  I reached over to the tin of Bag Balm and scooped out some.  I
brought it to my asshole and lubed myself up.  I stretched myself until I
could fit three fingers in.  Then I moved forward until the tip of his cock
was even with my asshole.

I guided it in and then slowly backed my way over his massive shaft until
my sphincter hit the front of his knot.  I continued to move up and down,
fucking myself on this god of a dog.  He put his paws on my shoulders on
either side of my neck and used the leverage to thrust up into me.  The
feeling of that huge cock sliding past my prostate was more than amazing.
My young balls were tingling in anticipation of jettisoning their load onto
his chest.

He thrust up into me one last time, his knot pushing firmly against my
asshole.  That was the final straw that made the camel cum, to mix a
metaphor.  I gripped his chest tightly as my body was wracked in a huge
spasming orgasm.  Jet after jet of pubescent cum painted his chest and my
abs as my as clenched down hard again and again on his organ of ecstasy.

I seemed to lose track of space and time for a minute or so as I basked in
the afterglow of our intense coupling.  When I finally recovered I rolled
us onto our sides, his still erect cock keeping me filled as he used his
front paws to keep me pushed down on it.

I buried my face into his deep chest and hugged him close.  At that age I
didn't realize that the oxytocin released into our bloodstreams by our
orgasms was bonding us to each other.  It was going to be so hard to say
goodbye to this dog when my folks came home.  But as I rested there it gave
me plenty of time to think.

As I lay there I came up with a way to delay our parting.  When my folks
got home I could put him in the root cellar and tell them that we would
need to keep him in the root cellar until Mr. Hackenberg took Hilda home on
Tuesday.  Otherwise he'd kill all the other dogs.  At about this time he
slowly lost his erection and it slipped out of my well stretched asshole.
He moved away and started cleaning himself while I continued to think.
Maybe Dad would help me find where he lived.  If I knew that I might be
able to coax him out of his yard occasionally and have some fun with him.

By that time he was done licking himself clean and he came over and started
to clean me.  First he licked my cum off of my belly.  Then he concentrated
on licking my cock, making sure he got all the tasty goodness out of my
foreskin.  From there he worked on my balls, his big tongue lapping at
them, making them flop to and fro in my sack.  Last but not least he
cleaned my asshole, finally worming his tongue into it to clean it of his
spend.

I got dressed and locked him in the root cellar while I went up to my room
and waited for my folks to come home.  I don't want to bore you with the
details of the conversation but Dad agreed with me that it was just too
dangerous to turn this killing machine loose with the other dogs.  Mom
wasn't happy with him being in the "house" but Dad and I convinced her that
the root cellar wasn't really "in the house".

I finally went up to my bedroom and in my exhaustion immediately fell into
the arms of the sandman.