Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Nick and the Farmer by DanielG (m/dog, best, teen, anal, scat, nc) 3/04/2012 ----------------- With shovel in hand, Nick continued consolidating the manure of several large horses into one big pile. He wiped the sweat from his brow, naked body glistening with rivers of sweat. He wouldn't go as far as saying that he liked the shoveling, but he was more glad to be doing this than working full time in some of his past jobs, or even doing something else for the farmer. The teenager sighed and closed his eyes as he thought back on his life, propping himself up against the shabby wooden wall. Since the age of 10, Nick had been an ass-slave, junior drug dealer, and a prostitute. He had heard the word parents, but only found out its meaning upon his 12th birthday, when he was offered adoption by a sympathetic john. He declined, his allegiance to his pimp stronger than his feelings for the man who had just hollowed out his asshole. He didn't like the pimp, especially after he was traded like a baseball card to the rich farmer he worked for now, but he was kept safe by him. Even if it was just so he could continue raking in 200 dollars a pop for the boy's tight pink entrance. The farmer he worked for now - who, like other men before him, he was required to call "Daddy" - was a cruel man who used him in more ways than Nick could count. There were tens of ways he was used on a daily basis, and that was only counting the sexual assaults he endured. He was also worked to the bone as a farmhand, shoveling, feeding, sowing, and cleaning. He was kept out of the fields, since that work was mostly mechanized. Most of his days were spent in the stables, where he tended to the horses, sheep, goats, and other creatures on four legs that needed to be fed and bathed weekly. Nick was suddenly shoved out of his reverie by a strong smack to the back of the head, which was so rough that it propelled him face-first into the mountain of greasy, fibrous scat that he had just been shoveling minutes earlier. He yelped as he fell forward, and then began trying to crawl out of the pile, spitting out whatever had gone in his mouth or up his nose. His slender, muscular body squirmed and tried to find a foothold before he was beaten again. The farmer stood above, smiling down at the 15 year old, who had managed himself onto his back and stared up fearfully at the muscular man. "It's your birthday," snorted the tanned overalls-clad man, who was between 30 or 40 - Nick didn't know. The teen was surprised, he didn't know that it was his birthday and didn't know how Daddy knew. His body coated in grassy horse manure, he was about to ask what his birthday gift was. He knew sarcasm was one of the cardinal sins on the farm, and decided to close his mouth. "Got yeh a present," grinned the farmer sadistically, putting two fingers in his mouth and whistling. Nick saw that the man's bulge was already growing, and gulped as he waited for what was to come. He closed his eyes and, soon enough, heard the pitter patter of four feet on the dirt floor. He looked up and let out a groan from the pit of his stomach. Until now he had only been required to service human males. The Great Dane stood at attention, looking up at the farmer, his master, for instruction. "This here's Willy. He's yer new doggie, aren't ya boy?" The farmer withdrew a vial of something from his front pocket, and unscrewed the top, the dog's eyes going wide. He shook a drop out from the glass container onto his finger, and then put it under the canine's nose. Immediately the dog began to harden between the legs, his red cock growing out from its sheathe. "Bitch pheremones," said Daddy, showing Nick the bottle. "Guess who's the bitch?" he chuckled, dripping some of the liquid onto his palm and approaching the boy, who still was stuck in the pile of manure. "NO! Please, just fuck me - I'll give you the best fuck of your life, tonight! Don't make me fuck the dog!" Nick squealed, receiving another prompt slap to the face. The farmer grabbed both his ankles in one hand and dragged him out of the shit mountain, then began rubbing the female dog scent all over the boy's tight anus. He hadn't been fucked properly for about 2 weeks, and now he knew why. Daddy dragged him to the other side of the stables, and pushed him over a small milking stool, then made sure his hands and feet were securely tied to the wooden legs of it. "Daddy, please! Don't let him hurt me!" the boy sobbed, tears running down his manure-stained face. He felt something cold and wet at his ass opening, and let out a wail that scared the huge horses surrounding them. He couldn't see it, but that dog's thick cock was half-hard, and reached a length of 7 inches already. Dogs, however, do not wait for their cocks to be ready to start fucking. The Dane was no different. He reared up and onto the boy, hairy body falling on top of the unwashed boy. The canine cock began stabbing at his bum, hardening up and poking him in the asscheeks, taint, and balls. Nick was screaming bloody murder already, and that was just at the idea of the fucking. Then, the dog found his target. The teenager came close to blacking out as the dog's dick shot 5 inches into his rectum, tearing his anus and beginning to hump in and out. There was blood dripping down to Nick's balls as that dog cock ripped into his shithole, and he screamed out again as this animal continued to work his slick penis inside. The hole was stretching too much, too fast, and could barely handle the cock alone, when Nick felt the dog's uninflated knot against his boy-entrance. He'd cleaned enough dog's to know what this was - not that he understood its purpose entirely. He thought that it was just for show, pushing the thought of it entering him to the back of his mind. But the dog was relentless. He jammed the knot into Nick's anus, and continued humping in short fast strokes as it inflated. The boy was sobbing openly, tears running off his cheeks onto the dirt below. He felt his asshole growing wider and wider, until the knot was the size of a softball inside him. He screamed and finally, thankfully, passed out when the knot fully expanded in his ass. ----- He woke up still tied to the stool, the dog still inside his ass, but he could feel the cock was almost deflated. His intestines were filled with boiling hot dog-sperm, and he sighed as the rod suddenly left his rectum and the dog trotted off. His hole looked like a stretched out sock, slowly tightening but currently yawning open and drooling out watery jism. He looked around for Daddy, who would surely untie him soon enough. But, no. The farmer didn't return but 3 times from 8 that night to 5 AM the next morning, and all he did was coat the boy's cheeks and anus in more of the female dog pheremone. He was fucked, helpless, 5 more times by the Great Dane's nearly 13-inch dogcock. On the fifth, the dog knocked his stool on the floor, and he was forced to sleep in the uncomfortable position until he was awoken at dawn by his owner, Daddy. "Did we enjoy our birthday gift?" asked the farmer with a hearty laugh, the boy staying silent but lightly sobbing. The man picked the stool up so that it was upright again, Nick still tied to it. "Your hole looks like hell," he said, running his finger around the rim of the gaping muscle. Nick was so numb back there that he no longer felt it, and Daddy noticed his lack of response. He inserted two, three, then four fingers, which finally got a response from the boy. Then he pushed in his thumb. Then his entire hand, to the wrist. He was fisting the helpless boy, eliciting more cries for pity from the young male. The dog was huge, yes, but he was now enduring a large muscled man's arm entering his rectum. Daddy remarked on how cummy his insides were, and clean from any sign of fecal matter, which had drained from the boy by the dog's second fuck. By the time the man's forearm was inside the kid, he had a sadistic idea in his mind. He lifted the kid straight up from the ground, stool attached, by the anus. His arm was strong enough to hold up the 130-pound teenager, and the stool, simply by being inside the kid. Nick screamed for help as he was lifted up like a puppet and carried helplessly from the stables to the farmhouse, bobbing ever further down Daddy's arm. Finally, he was carried to his room, not much more than a bed with a sheet and a drawer for his toys and sexy underwear he was sometimes forced to wear. The farmer set the kid down and slowly, excruciatingly withdrew his hairy forearm from the boy's yawning anus. The hole wouldn't be the same for a few days' time, if not longer. He untied the kid and shoved him off the stool to the splintered wooden floor. "Get some sleep. Got the day off," he growled, walking out and locking the door. Nick slowly climbed into his bed, face down, and spread his legs to relieve the pressure on his anus as he finally drifted off into a deep, uneasy sleep. ******************************* More to come if anyone liked it. Thanks for sticking through it. If you wish, contact me at dangauthor@gmail.com