Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Dog Tale (boy, dog)
From: paulo.richart%mandic@ibase.org.br (Paulo Richart)
Date: Tue, 31 Jan 95 21:24:00 -0200

			      Dog Tales

	I was twelve-years-old and as every normal young man, I had
the run of the neighborhood. Having many friends, myself with the
higher IQ of most, I was always doing odd jobs for all the neighbors.
Having a lot of mechanical abilities, I had a small engine repair shop
in our backyard. My Step-Dad and I built a large steel building where
I worked on mowers (riding and push), chain saws, go-carts, mini-
bikes, tillers (garden), and all small engine-type machinery. The
building was solid steel with only one door and no windows. I added a
latch on the inside of the door where I could lock myself in for the
privacy to work without unnecessary interruptions. The setting was a
great work place. I had all the tools imaginable along with work
benches and so on. Once inside, I had everything to do the best job
possible.

	As most young men, I had a best friend that stayed by my side
just about everywhere I'd go. Whenever you'd see me, my friend and
PROTECTOR was there. My friend and protector was a large German
Shepherd. He was large, weighing approximately 100 lbs. Sarge, a male
Shepherd, was there for me to listen and watch over me when the
(older) bullies would try to pick on me. Never did he let me down.

	When I'd go into my workshop, he would be there! He never did
answer, but he would never fail to listen.

	On one hot summer night, I decided to go out and tinker around
to get a head start on the next day. I had on a pair of short shorts
and a T-shirt which was my normal apparel during the summer. Of
course, my best friend was right by my side. We went in, locked the
door, and I sat on a stool beginning to work on a push mower. The
stool was real low to the ground where my knees were higher than my
butt.

	I was putting points and condenser in, and out of the blue my
best friend came over and began humping on my leg. It was rather
shocking at the time. Being a larger dog than most, when he wrapped
his front legs around mine, he meant business. I tried to push him
off, but the more I pushed the more he pulled on and the harder he
humped.

	Then I felt his dick slapping against my leg. For some reason,
that feeling excited me. I leaned over to see it, which made the
excitement increase even more. It was large, long, kind of pointed at
the head and super pink. My own dick began getting hard and I knew the
feeling of getting off.

	He was humping even harder now and I saw him letting out some
a pre-cum on my leg. When I saw that, I knew he was needing to get
off. I had some Vaseline within my reach so I grabbed it and took a
good amount in my hand. I then took a hold of his dick, grasping it
firmly, letting him fuck it as hard as he wanted. He pulled even
tighter to my leg and fucked my hand real fast. It wasn't too long
before he started shaking and shot cum all up and down my legs and
arms. Right when he got off, his dick swelled up three times larger
and the cum was in a great amount. That was real exciting and hot! The
size of his tool was fascinating; when he got off, it swelled like a
balloon, the shots of cum were long, thick and covered my entire leg.

	When he backed off, it was as if he looked and smiled, saying,
"Thanks." He looked like he wanted to repay me. He started licking all
the cum off my legs and got up to my crotch. My dick was throbbing. My
nuts were hanging out and when his tongue hit them, WOW! I had to pull
the rest out. I did and he licked it as if he had done it before. He
licked my balls, started at the base of my dick and worked to the
head.

	At one point, he took it all into his mouth as if he were
sucking it. He licked it and gnawed until I couldn't stand it any
longer. I stretched out both legs, held his head and shot my load. He
continued licking at the head and caught every drop. He ate it all
with a hungry look in his eyes. I had a gay dog and he really treated
his owner with pure pleasure. We became even better friends right
then, `cause we gave each other a lot of pleasure. That was the
beginning of a new type of relationship between us.

	Approximately two weeks went by without any happenings. We ran
around as if nothing ever happened, although in the back of my mind I
was worried about him jumping on my leg while out on an outing. It
didn't ever happen, though!

	After two weeks went by, he and I were in the workshop late in
the evening.

	As always, the door was locked on the inside. Since it was
late, the rest of the family was already in bed, so there wasn't a
chance of anyone knocking at the door.

	I was hard at work with a riding mower and had nothing else on
my mind. I was leaning over the seat, working on the gear box that
drives the rear wheels. It was apparent that Sarge had other things on
his mind, though. He walked over to me and licked me on the back of my
neck a couple of times. I reached up and patted him on the top of the
head and said, "That's a good boy!" He went over and sat down while I
continued to work. A few minutes later he came back over to me. I was
still leaning over the seat, then all of a sudden, he reared up,
locked his front feet under my arms and around my chest and started
humping my head. He was a powerful Shepherd and had me pinned over the
seat. I was off-balanced and had trouble trying to pull away.

	When I put my hands on the ground and turned my head to push
up, his long pink dick started slapping me on the face. It was hard,
slick, and he was determined to get off with me again. He humped
hard, pulling me harder against his dick. His dick slapped against my
lips and thoughts of him on my dick a couple of weeks earlier came to
mind. His determination of hanging on so tightly finally paid off. I
slowly started to part my lips and his dick was right on target. The
heat, slickness, and length was turning me on more and more. I
finally opened and let him in, holding my lips firmly over him.

	That is what he was after! When it penetrated my hot lips,
even more came out of him length-wise. He was humping harder now and I
could feel and taste little spurts of pre-cum hitting the back of my
throat. The taste was rather strong, but sweet. He fucked my mouth for
about two to three minutes, maybe longer?

	Then he swelled hugely and filled my mouth with what seemed to
be a pint of cum. The size of him was so big inside my mouth I
couldn't pull off him. I had no real choice of doing anything but
swallow as fast as possible to keep from drowning.

	When he finally relaxed, it was still swollen behind my teeth.
I took him by the rear and pulled off. He yelped fairly loud when my
teeth scraped across his tender dick.

	After he sat down, he began licking himself, still not
entirely out from the swelling.

	As he licked more, the swelling started to go down and
returned back in.

	While the sight of that was happening, I sat on the seat
pulling my hard dick out, taking my shorts all the way off. I began
stroking my own and Sarge looked at me. He seemed to smile at me then
got up and came over. He stuck his nose to my asshole, sniffing then
started licking. He tongued my asshole, then moved to my balls and on
to my hard shaft. I moved my hand and he went to work in an
experienced manner. For some reason, this time he spent a lot of time
licking and nosing my asshole. This was beginning to feel great, then
he moved back to the balls and shaft. I lasted approximately five
minutes, then I shot my load. The first hit him on the nose, then he
moved directly to the head. Um, just as if he knew where the best
feeling was. He lapped at my dick's head ferociously while I milked
every drop out for my total pleasure and for his returned pleasure.

	After that experience, I really began to wonder if he was a
reincarnated gay male. This Shepherd knew the right way of giving
pleasure and was even more determined on the right ways to get it,
too! The more I thought about it, the more convinced I was that he was
a gay male in another life.

	A few nights later we had our last and final experience. I
went to the shop because it needed to really be cleaned badly after
months of neglect. The workbench and shelves were a total wreck. I
cleaned the top bench off and the top shelf and only the the bottom
shelf needed to be finished. It was a super hot evening and I was
sweating more than usual because of it. I didn't have a shirt on and
was wearing a loose (baggy) pair of gym shorts. I sweated so bad that
my shorts were totally soaked.

	Not thinking of anything except cleaning, I knelt down on all
fours and started straightening the bottom shelf. That is where I kept
motor oil, gear lube, hard grease (for what needed heavy grease) and
Vaseline for the things needing a lighter type of lube.

	I spent a few minutes cleaning. Sarge came up behind me and
started smelling and nosing my asshole through the shorts. The first
thing I thought about was him jumping on me, trying to fuck me. We had
been through a couple of experiences, which he kept a secret, so I
thought, "Why not?" At least try, anyway.

	I reached for the Vaseline and greased my asshole up,
loosening it up by forcing two fingers inside. I took Sarge and got
him riled up, taking a hold of his dick. It wasn't long before he
reared up on my back and his dick was slapping against my asshole. I
reached between my legs, stroking him to a hard hard-on, then squeezed
him inside me. He was getting real excited now. He humped so hard that
at times his back feet were coming off the ground. He was fucking me
long and hard! His dick felt like a brass furnace inside me. Going
deeper and deeper with every hump.

	While he was wrapped around me with his front legs, it was as
if he was giving me a reach-around (like a true gay male). The
excitement of him fucking my ass and stroking my dick was great. Not
thinking of anything except the feeling at the time, it wasn't long
before I shot all over my stomach; long, thick streams; one hitting my
chin. Right when that excitement was finished for me, he began to get
off as well.

	Forgetting about the massive swelling when he got off, my
asshole began to hurt. He was cumming deep in my ass and the swelling
was stretching me out. I was filling fast with both cum and swelling.
The pain was getting worse and I wasn't sure if it was from the amount
of cum or the swelling. I finally felt the cum subsiding, but the
swelling stayed. I felt as if I had been given a gallon of fluid in an
enema. He had gotten off inside me; I had gotten off as well, but the
swelling was still there. We were stuck as two Shepherds; me, on all
fours; him, trying to pull out. His dick swollen as a balloon in my
ass where the air couldn't get out.

	At one point, he turned from my back, trying to walk away and
pull out. I had both my legs holding him to me. I held him, lying on
my stomach for what seemed to be hours. In about twenty minutes, the
pressure of the cum finally pushed him out. Damn! What a relief it
was! We had both gotten off once again, but the pain was more than I
wanted. That was the end of our sexual relationship. It had been
exciting and new experiences for the time being. A couple of days
after that, I sold him to be a watch dog for a service station. and
avoided going around there.