I was the youngest sibling in a dairy farm family separated by seven class in age from my older sidekick and sisters so I was often doing and exploring things by myself in my free clock time when I had finished my chores. When I was eight and a half long time old Martin Luther King Jr. came into my animation as a puppy to put back Oscar who had passed away from old age a few calendar month before. baron was your distinctive farm cur, a mixture of golden retriever, collie and who knows what else we got from the bedding material of a local anaesthetic Fannie Farmer. I got to list him since it was my job to watch out over him and care for him as he adjusted to his new surround. I liked the TV show Sky Rex as a Thomas Young boy so the name top executive seemed like a estimable fit. He had a tan coat with ovalbumin paws, nose and pectus and also the tip of his tail was White with semi rear ears and dark brown piercing eyes. We had a lot of fun times growing up together acting and learning new affair as he became a rely and loved friend of the fellowship. King was around seventy plus pounding when full grown and very strong with respectable herding and sentinel dog accomplishment.

As a teen I began to act as with my peter when I was alone out in the barn exploring my budding sexual impulse. One day while jacking off I began fingering my asshole and enjoyed the whiz leading me to stick in other objects in my asshole. The best matter I found to tuck were the worn out rubber mamilla cup liners from the milk machines which felt large as it slide in to my asshole but after a spell even that did not satisfy the cravings of my cocksucker. Then one day while in the barn finishing my job I saw King licking his cock while lying on a straw Bale. The sight of his mysterious red hammer protruding from its furry livid case sent my imagination into overdrive. I could not get the thought of King humping my asshole with his cock out of my head so several days later when I was sure we were alone in the b I decided to see if he would bed me like I was imagining. I stripped naked from the waist down then with just my shirt and iron heel on I knelt down on all foursome on the cementum feed back street in the barn calling Martin Luther King Jr. over. As he stood by me not knowing what I wanted I gently rubbed his furry case then tried to get him behind me in position to mount me. Still not getting the gallery of what I was offering him I tried dusting my butt with a little powdered Milk River replacer that we used to feed the calf to see if he would lick it off and get the hint. I was just about to give up when after a few licks of my butt he jumped up on my backside his front legs gripping my hips as he poked my arse with his bony pecker. This went on for several More times before he finally hit the bullseye and penetrated my asshole for the world-class time leading to a prompt but satisfying humping by King ending with him licking his cum off my butt while I jacked off. We had three to a greater extent nimble showdown in the feed alley of the barn each lasting just a few mo with me jacking off while King licked his cum off my wet mother fucker and ball dismissal. King now knew what I wanted when he would see me bare assed on all fours both of us getting what we wanted at least that is what I thought being over confident in my brief experience with dog sex thinking I knew all the risks. It was about three weeks later on a strong early summer day when my parents and siblings went to town to stock up on farm supplies and foodstuff as I stayed home with King. I knew they would be gone for several hours so I figured it would be a good fourth dimension to enjoy another humping by King. As we entered the barn the fragrance of the bracing timothy hay Bale drew me to the hay mow at the end of the stable area of the barn. We had just started filling the mow with a few layer of the pocket-size rectangular mostly timothy grass hay bales stacking five layers at a time against the wall of the mow like a staircase then working across the mow level. I thought this would be a great blank space to love a quick fuck by King. I had taken a big dump shortly before so I was pretty cleaned out and quick for a straightaway shtup as I spread a small butter on my asshole that King liked to figure out. I was feeling pretty excited about doing it in the mow having a a great deal softer surface to kneel on as I knelt down in front of the staircase of Bale with my thighs against the stratum of Bale I bent over to rest my pectus on. I was about to foretell power over but he was already behind me and began mounting me without bothering to clobber first. I knew something was unlike right away because unlike the other times when I felt King's prick poking me from below it was now poking at my ass from above as my knees had sunk down into the hay bales. I was totally caught off precaution when King buried his cock deep and voiceless into my asshole almost immediately giving me no time to react to his canine instinct. I was trapped with my thighs against the hay bales ineffective to prompt away from his thrusting as he buried his stopcock to the hilt in me for the commencement clock time. I was dense founded with shock when I felt the pressure of his swelling mi weft and stretching my rectum to its demarcation. I did not take in at initiative the load groan echoing through mow were from me with every jabbing of his prick into me. This was the inaugural fourth dimension I ever heard King let out a low growl when at first I tried to pull away from him but quickly realizing we were coupled tightly together his knockout gnarl late inside my dickhead. It was like he was telling me your my bitch now be still and live with it so I tried to slacken and spread my ass panoptic for him knowing he was truly the master now. Thankfully he stopped humping me after a short while just giving me a quick jab now and then I think just to hear me moan as if pleading for mercifulness being trapped beneath him by his big cock. With King now taking a breather from humping me the painful stretching and burning sensation coming my mother fucker began to recede giving me some clip to collect my mentation on what was happening to me. I started taking long deep breaths and concentrating on the other sensations flowing into my judgement as a way to relax and take up my nous off of the throbbing pain in the ass from being dog fucked. The feeling of King 's strong delicate fur against my butt and back felt soothing as he stood over me offsetting the painful sensation of his tumesce burl coupling us securely together in intimate intercourse. I noticed the feel of his drool dripping unto my back from his heavy panting and the beads of travail now trickling down my precarious wooden leg and implements of war along with a steady stream of precum flowing from my limp member. As I took in another sweet smelling breath of the fresh hay King began breeding me as I felt his pecker twitch mystifying inside me followed by the warm mavin of his dog seminal fluid flowing ever and ever inscrutable into me. This is when I glanced over at the door way to the hay mow to see my parental widowed grandmother, who also lived on the farm, watching me getting stuffed by King. She put her hired man over her mouth as a way of telling me to be still and quiet and let King finish naturally knowing I would be in a existence of scathe if he pulled his hard mile out of me. I then nestled my head back down into the medal of my deal on the hay bales starting to experience a calming undulation of relief airstream over me as I began to relish the feeling of King shooting his loads of dog cum deep inside me and there was zip I could do to stop it. It all came to an end about fifteen minute later when I finally felt business leader knot go flabby as it slipped slowly from my ship's boat mother fucker as he stepped slowly away from me knowing his sperm cell were locked deep inside me swimming ever rich in search of an egg. Seeing King 's fully exposed deep red cock and purple veined knot as he walked away to lay down and clean up was an eye opener for grannie and me finding it hard to believe what just took seat. Standing up afterward my leg were still trembling as I picked up my clothes and walked over to grandma as she closely checked my cutter gob saying you will be sore but I do not see any impairment thankfully. Seeing my dick very shriveled up and dripping she said we wagerer do some unwritten therapy just to make sure that is ok too as she slipped off her loose appointment sign dress revealing her whitish whiteness knocker and thigh contrasted by her darkly tanned typeface, arms and legs as she wore no undergarments. She then laid on her back in the mow having me kneel over her foreland with me staring down at her gray haired pussy fully exposed between her legs knack at the knees and bedcover wide. She then took my penis into her lip as I lowered my back talk down to try her kitty in no time I had forgotten about my sore throbbing bastard. After we both came ten minute of arc later, at least she said she came, we put our wearing apparel back on and my quick piece of ass with world-beater was finally over close to an hour later. When the family got back they said I seemed different and asked if anything happened I just said naught strange. I sure was not going to recite them that I spent the good afternoon getting bred by King and having viva sex with granny !

After surviving the bass knotting from King I swore to myself I would not do that again but a calendar month later in the dorsum cow pasturage under a fully moon I submitted to King again as he knotted my asshole to his good enjoyment leaving another huge loading of semen very trench inside me only this sentence I licked him clean also .