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Mugsy
by Sam (samlovesdogs22@gmail.com)
***
This is the true story of my first ever sexual
experience. It also happened to be with a dog, a
Yorkie that belonged to a family friend. (b/beast,
pre-teen, 1st)
***
I was about 12 when this took place. My family was
going over to the house of a family friend. He was an
older man probably in his early 60s. He was very
wealthy and lived in a very big house on a small
lake.
He had two small dogs, Mugsy and Phanny. Both
yorkies. Mugsy had short, mostly black fur with
orange markings and a regular build for that breed
while Phanny had longer hair that was almost silver
and she seemed to be slightly more elongated. Both of
the dogs were a bit larger than average for yorkies.
By this time, I had had no sexual experience
whatsoever. My dad had given me "the talk" when I was
in fourth grade but that was about it. I knew that a
guy puts his penis in a girl's vagina and then a baby
pops out. Sex was still very foreign to me.
I had also had a fascination with dogs for as long as
I can remember but this had never turned into
anything more than secretly sneaking off and petting
or kissing. I just remember when I was very young
(and I'm talking like 5 or 6) that I would get what I
would think of as a "tingling feeling in my private
parts" whenever I was with a dog, petting it or
whatever. Because of this, I always felt that I had
to hide my affection towards dogs as if liking dogs
was somehow abnormal.
Anyways we spent the day pretty normally. We went out
on his boat and came back and watched TV in his big
open living room on his large television while he
grilled hamburgers for us.
We went out onto his deck to eat the burgers and he
let the dogs onto the deck with us. I sat at one end
of the large oval-shaped table. The dogs ran around
our feet as we ate hoping to pick up any scraps that
we dropped.
After the burgers we had corn-on-the-cob but he
didn't have any of those plastic holders to stick in
the ends so my fingers ended up coated in butter. The
corn slipped out of my hand and onto my plate,
splashing hamburger juices onto my shirt. I chuckled
sheepishly and let my right hand fall to my side as I
reached for my napkin with my left.
I then felt one of the dogs licking the fingers of my
right hand and reflexively pulled away. I continued
cleaning the juices off of my shirt and began
thinking about how the dog had licked my fingers. I
certainly didn't mind. I actually enjoyed it and, as
I thought about it, wanted the dog to continue,
whichever one it was. The table was big enough that
nobody could see my legs or anywhere below my stomach
if they were looking so I figured I could get away
with that much.
I picked up my corn again and resumed eating but set
it down shortly since my real goal was just to get
some butter on my hands. I lowered them to my sides
and, sure enough, both dogs this time began lapping
at my buttery fingers. I hid my enjoyment as that
familiar tingling sensation returned to my loins.
I developed a routine. I would stop eating, then
lower my hands for the dogs to enjoy, and then resume
eating when they lost interest. All while the adults
went on discussing things that did not concern me. In
the moment all I cared about was how good it felt to
have Phanny and Mugsy lapping at my buttery fingers.
I loved the feeling of the yorkies tag-teaming my
hands. I was in a state of bliss, unbeknownst to
everyone around me. The dogs lapped laboriously as I
lusted over their luscious licking, never wanting it
to end.
Waves of pleasure were building up inside of me but
they had to be subdued or else I would start getting
weird looks. Defeated, I pulled my hands away and
wiped them off with my napkin and pretended to be
interested in the conversation that had been going
on.
Soon everyone else started finishing up their meals
as well and we all went inside. Everyone settled down
around the TV once more but I grabbed a Coke out of
the fridge and headed down into the basement to play
around with his pool table.
To my surprise, Mugsy followed me. I shut the door
behind us and climbed down the stairs. I walked over
to the pool table and pulled the cover off of it and
threw it aside. Mugsy ran over and jumped onto one of
the leather couches in front of the TV while I was
pushing some of the billiards balls around.
My attentions then turned to him. I went over and sat
on the couch with him and began stroking his fur. He
looked up at me and wagged his tail rapidly to let me
know he was enjoying my attention. I was certainly
enjoying it too. I continued petting him and he
reciprocated by licking my other hand.
This continued for a short while, my petting and his
licking, until a thought came over me. It was a
natural thought to have, feeling the way I did. I
wondered what it would be like to touch his penis.
That would be taking this attraction too far, right?
But isn't it wrong to even be feeling this attraction
at all? And I can't change the way I feel so how is
that wrong? I had decided.
I put my hand under him and began rubbing his belly.
I slowly moved my hand until it was gently cupping
his sheath. Without any time to rethink what I was
doing, he began thrusting into my hand! Almost as if
he had anticipated what I was thinking of doing!
Then I felt something coming out of what I thought to
be his penis and I had to pull away. "What was that?"
I thought. I looked down at him just in time to see a
thin red thing retracting back inside of his black
sheath.
I thought how silly it was for me to think that the
anatomy of other animals would be the same as humans.
Here I was, expecting the sheath to just get harder
and bigger like a human's penis was supposed to. I
adjusted my frame of reference and decided to get
back at it.
I placed my hand under Mugsy and he immediately began
humping my hand furiously as his moist red penis slid
out. I grasped it lightly and he went to town on my
hand, jackhammering in and out like mad.
It should have felt wrong, but I know it didn't. It
felt completely natural for this dog to be fiercely
fucking my hand. I felt like everything was finally
right in that moment. I felt more needed than I'd
ever felt as Mugsy tried his best to fill my hand
with his puppies.
Some small spurts began shooting out but just then I
heard the basement door open and I quickly gave up on
satisfying Mugsy for fear of being caught by whoever
was coming. He hopped off the couch and lay down to
start licking his crotch while I ducked into the
bathroom to wipe the doggy semen off of my bathing
suit. What a rush.
---THE END---
To be continued?
***
About Me: I've secretly loved dogs my whole life.
Believe it or not, I swear to god my first word was
"doggy". I have gotten to meet quite a few dogs in my
lifetime but sadly I can't yet get a dog of my own.
Feel free to email me with questions about my story
or, if you want, I'd be happy to hear your stories.
It's always hard to find somebody to talk to about
these sort of things.
I purposely wrote this story to be pretty universal
in the hopes that more people could relate to what I
wrote, or at least try to put themselves in my shoes.
- Sam (samlovesdogs22@gmail.com)