Date: Mon, 24 Jul 2006 23:21:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: ron <ronski1315@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sock

He was a Saint Bernard about two years.  He was like a buddy to me.  We had
so much fun together when I was at home.  Yeah, he was a big dog, clumsy,
funny and very playful.  He had that typical beige background color of a
Saint Bernard.  He had brown spots here and there all over his furry body.
Around his right eye was a one of those big brown spots.  He looked like
someone had socked him in the eye.  That is how he got his name.

These great warm summer days make me think back on my teen years.  Amazing
how we seem to recall those years as some of the best years of our lives.
I often think about how much fun I had during the summer break at home on
the farm.  We did not have much connection to the city life so we did not
know what we were missing out on.  Sometimes life is just better that way.
When I was born my family had a big dairy farm.  By the time I got to be a
teen, things had been geared way back with the animals.  Only some
chickens, a couple calves, a couple mare work horses, some outdoor cats and
of course we always had dogs.

My sister seemed to be the driving force to keep us in animals.  We ended
up with quite a few interesting ?pets? on the farm.  She even brought home
a spider monkey which kept us laughing into tears every day for a few
years.  I had two ?pet? Raccoons that I raised from tiny babies.  I learned
that Raccoons are nocturnal after a month of keeping mom awake at night.
You need to consider that if you ever think you might want to have one
around the house.  The Raccoons are lucky to have survived the wrath of mom
and I got out of that one still in one piece.  The entire family was
thankful when the Raccoons grew up after about six months.  As it turned
fall they headed out to live their own life.  I had just turned 15 when my
sister brought sock home.

We had a very big back yard ? it was more like a five acre field that was a
well kept lawn.  Then there was the farm.  I am a shorts guy.  As far back
as I can recall I love to wear shorts in the summer time.  No shirt or
shoes either.  Sock was not tied up or caged up.  We lived on a dirt road
with very little traffic so our dogs were able to roam at will.  I was
usually outdoors around 9 am after breakfast.  Mom liked to keep the house
clean so the five boys stayed outdoors all day long unless the weather
really got bad.  That was just fine with us because we did not even want to
think of how boring it would be to stay indoors all day long.

Sock was always happy to see me as I stepped out the door in the morning.
He absolutely loved to play.  He acted more like a three month old pup
instead of a two year dog.  He just did not seem to grow up.  He would jump
up and knock me down and then he would fall over being so clumsy.  The two
of us would wrestle.  I would get my hands in his heavy fur to get some
control over him so that he would not get the best of me.  He had the most
beautiful soft fur one could imagine.  It was softer than a blanket and so
cozy.  Sometimes we would wear each other out and just take a nap somewhere
in the shade.  He sure made for a great blanket and pillow.  He seemed to
love the closeness and so did I.

Sometimes I would get on my hands and knees and wrestle with Sock.  In that
position sock was actually taller than me.  I felt kinda dominated by his
size when we wrestled but it never worried me or scared me.  I knew him
well and that he would never harm me.  We were way too understanding and
respectful of each other.  Our wrestling was always just a fun game and he
knew it and loved it.

One day we were wrestling quite intensely.  He seemed to be a little more
challenging to me than before.  He was wearing me out quickly by knocking
me down so many times.  So I just decided that the match would be taken to
his level and got on my hands and knees again.  I noticed that he would
kinda grab me with his front paws and pull me toward him.  I would roll on
the ground to escape his grip.  He would grab my leg with his paws and try
to control me.  I quickly discovered he had some hidden strength that I did
not realize.  I thought that it was nothing more than an advanced stage of
our wrestling whereas he wanted to show me that he had more control of me.

I had seen dogs and other farm animals breed before but did not give it
much thought.  I knew absolutely nothing about how people and dogs could
have a little private fun.  I was a total na<ve teen.  Of course I was a
horny teen as well.  Who wasn?t when they were a teen?

So there I am on my hands and knees and Sock is showing his dominance over
me.  All of a sudden, before I even realized what Sock was doing, he
mounted me and started to hump me.  At first I thought it was just part of
the play but then I realized what was going on when his doggy cock poked me
in the back of my leg.  I was in view of the house and did not want to be
discovered in such a position.  I was quite surprised at what had just
happened to me.  I tried to get Sock off me by pushing him and yelling at
him.  All of that did no good at all.  He was as if he was in another
world.  I had not seen him like this before.  I knew I had to get out of
that comprising position quickly.  Using all my energy I twisted my body
under him and was able to roll free.  I jumped up and backed away from
Sock.  He had a much different look in his eyes this time.  He looked so
serious and upset at me that I had gotten away from him.  Wow, I thought,
that was a close call.  I sure hope mom was not looking out the window.

I walked around the yard for a few minutes thinking about what had just
happened.  I was somewhat stunned while at the same time I wanted to know
what it was that Sock had intended to do with me.  Thinking about that
doggie cock poking me in the leg was enough to cause me to have a woodie.
We all know what a teen boy will do with a boner.  He will find a place to
take care of it.

Now I was horned up and wanted to jack off and as I thought of where I
could go and do it the thought came to my mind to see what Sock would do
about it as well.  I had several places out of sight around the farm where
I could jack off in privacy.  Yeah, I loved to jack off under the open air
and let the warm sun shine on my cock as I did it.  It just seemed to give
me more pleasure and energy for the act.

I looked at Sock and headed to one of my secret spots.  Sock was right
beside me.  It was as if he could detect the scent that I was horned up.
As soon as we were hidden I took my shorts and undies off.  Yeah, I loved
to be a naked teen as well.  Sock?s nose went right for my crotch.  His
cold nose felt strange in my crotch.  Then he stuck that big warm wet
tongue out and licked my balls.  Oh wow, THAT was the best feeling I had
ever had.  My cock was throbbing hard.  The thought of Sock mounting me was
racing through my mind.  I kept thinking what did he want to do with me?  I
had to know.  I just had to know.  That desire took over any other thoughts
I had.  I got down on my hands and knees next to Sock.  He was quick to
sniff my ass, walk around beside me and stick his nose up under my belly
and smell and lick my cock head.  WOW, Damn, that feels so good!  Then Sock
went around behind me and I felt his big warm wet tongue lick my hole.
What an awesome feeling to be rimmed like that.  Never had I felt anything
like it.  He licks my hole more intensely.  It is as if he is trying to get
his tongue inside me.  He is making very light nibbles on my hole with his
teeth.  Nothing harmful at all, just pure pleasure.

Then in one very quick motion Sock mounts me.  Here we are back in that
position again.  I am still trying to figure out what he wants to do with
me.  His soft fur is wrapped around my naked body like a blanket.  It feels
so awesome.  Sock starts to hump my ass just a little.  I feel something
wet on the back of my legs and my ass cheeks.  Now I know it was his precum
that he was shooting on me.  Sock has a paw on each of my hips.  He has a
very tight grip on me.  I have never been held this tight by anything or
anybody.  Sock is taking control of my body.  I am a little scared because
of the control he has over me.

Now he leans forward and has my complete nude body covered by his fur
blanket.  His head is next to mine and he is making strange sounds in my
ear and his breathing is different than ever before.  I can feel his hard
doggie cock jabbing at the back of my legs and against my ass cheeks.  I
wonder where this is all leading to.  Sock pulls my ass tighter into his
crotch.  Damn, he is so powerful and has full control.  It is like I am in
a vice grip.  All of a sudden I feel the tip of his cock touch my hole.  I
have no idea how he knew that but he sure did.  With the next jab he had a
good part of his cock inside my hole.  His cock was soaking wet with precum
so it did not hurt at all.  I could definitely feel his doggie cock
entering me.  Sock turns into a fuck machine.  He starts fucking out of
control.  I can feel his cock go deeper inside me.  I get really scared at
this point.  I am not ready for what is happening.  This is all way too new
to me.  I need to get away from this and sort it out.

I attempt to escape Sock?s grip that he has on me.  No luck!  I could not
imagine how much power a dog can have.  No matter how hard I tried I could
not escape his grip he had on me.  Sock was in total control of my body.  I
was his bitch.  I had about used up all my strength trying to get away.
Sock?s cock was going deeper inside me.  I could feel his knot at my hole.
My hole was definitely stretched out.  I was so frightened about what else
could happen.  With my last bit of energy I was finally able to manage to
twist my body enough under his grip and roll out from under him.  As I did
he dug deep gouges into both of my hips.  He not only had a tight grip on
my ass but had his claws planted deep into my skin as well.  Sock was in
total control and he knew it.  I got away from sock and saw the blood on
both of my hips.  I thought, thanks a lot Sock, what the hell am I going to
tell mom if she sees these marks.  Sock lies down and starts licking his
naked cock.  At that point I could see how massive and hard he was.  Wow,
and I just had a good part of that inside me.  I went to the creek and
cleaned up and put my undies and shorts back on.  My luck the claw marks
healed in a few days and mom never discovered them.

For the next couple weeks I would go somewhere and jack off thinking about
that event with Sock.  It seemed that I really wanted to do it again.  I
felt that the next time I would not be as scared because now I had an idea
of what to expect.

I must tell you that as enjoyable as the event was with Sock, this story
does not have a happy ending.  Now comes the sad part but all stories have
to have an ending.  I do not want to leave the readers of this story
hanging.

One morning when I went outdoors there was Sock lying on the front porch
and his entire head was covered with porcupine quills.  He was whining in
pain.  Now I knew what he did at night, he went out and chased Porcupines.
This was nothing new to us because we had many dogs that got into them.  I
ran and got my sister and she came out with the pliers.  We spent the rest
of the morning getting them out.  We counted over 100 of them.  Some were
not easy to get out and must have hurt quite a bit because he wanted to
bite us when we were taking them out.  It took lots of talking and calming
him down to get all of them out.

I figured he had learned his lesson and sure would not go back to visit a
porcupine again.  About two weeks later as I went out in the morning again
there was Sock again lying there with even more Porcupine quills in his
body.  He must have met up with a pair of them.  His entire head was
covered with them and all down his chest and his shoulders.  Even the
entire inside of his mouth was full of them.  He must have bit into one of
them.  There must have been hundreds of them.  My sister and I were sick at
such a sight.  Sock was in lots of pain.  He would not even let us get
close to him.  He knew from the last experience how painful it is to have
them pulled out.  We were at a loss as to what to do.  My sister called the
vet and explained what had happened.  Back then the vets did not have as
much passion for animals as they do today.  Also the technology was not
there either.  The vet said that he would have to be put down.  As my
sister hung up the phone she went limp in the chair.  I could sense that
the news was not good.  She told me that Sock had to be put away.  My
entire body felt sick.  He was such a terrific dog.  So much fun and joy.

We did not have any money to pay a vet to put him down.  The entire family
gathered on the front porch to look at Sock and was heart sickened.  My
sister is one of the biggest animal lovers on this earth.  She would never
hurt an animal.  With tears in her eyes she said that he had to be put out
of his misery.  She called my brother-in-law who has lots of guns.  He came
over and saw Sock, quickly loaded his gun and shot him dead.  It had to be
done.  There was no other way.  I could not watch it.  We buried him out on
the farm and that was the end of the saga of Sock.

I have always had thoughts of getting it on again one day with a dog.  When
the time is right I will do just that.  I have had some small dogs since
then.  I have had dogs lick me off and get me to cum and clean me up.  That
feels so super great.

I hope you enjoyed my story.  I am sorry that it does not have a happy
ending.  As always, all of us enjoy feedback from you when you read a story
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