freedom fighter AND CD TINA



I have only submitted 2 stories previously, which were received with motley limited review. I hope to be more measured in my spelling and grammar, I apologise in forward motion if it isn’t perfect..



I was about 12 when my dad bought an Alsatian to help seem after his pigeons which were his pride and joy, rebel stayed in dads pigeon loft for some hebdomad so we hardly ever seen him. I asked my dad if I could go with him to see the pigeons as it had been a spell since I had done so, dad was felicitous enough to occupy me as he knew I showed a keen pastime in his fowl. We arrived about lunch meter, and dad had a few sandwiches and a flaskful of tea for us to eat in the good afternoon. He opened the padlocked room access to his pigeon loft and we walked in, there were feathers everywhere, Johnny Reb had been to get to the pigeons and had some success with about six of them, dad went looney, he grabbed greyback by the collar and shook him hard, he put his lead on and shouted that’s fucking enough that’s the net he will harm my birds, I took it he meant to put the dog down. I said to dad, don’t kill him dad, let him come household with us, we can have him as a pet, dad was reluctant, he told me to go outside, he tied the dog to a post and came over and sat across from me. I asked for a sandwich and tea, hoping to calm down dad down, which he did, he was never a man with a humor. After some food he chatted away as normal and said we could maybe try rebel at home, but only if mum agreed, and that the first sign of rebel even trying to bite anyone, then he was gone, I agreed to this making all form of promise to walk, train, and bathe him, dad laughed and said ye ye we will see how long that will last. When dad spoke to mum she was glad enough about it, so next day dad went and collected Johnny Reb, I was so excited I stood at the end of the garden waiting for them, dad arrived and brought insurrectionist into the sign, he let him off the lead to see how he would behave, rebel just lay down near the fireplace and looked up at dad as if knowing he had to behave. After dinner I took him for a farsighted walk in the cheeseparing by Grant Wood, this seemed to wear him out, we went domicile and my parents must have been talking about us, dad said right field son rebel can log Z's in the kitchen base I have put a blanket down for him, I was not felicitous, abut I stammered, I thought he could kip in my way, I don’t think so son just in suit, awe please dad please. Dad looked at mum and mum just nodded, ok dad said one dark to try it but I will be keeping my ears open air. I went for a bathing tub put my jammies on, and said goodnight, jeees said dad that’s a first, ready and leave for bed already huh, yep I said, c’mon rebel, he started running around me excited, I think he must have thought he was going out for another walkway, I led him upstairs to my room and showed him the blanket I had fixed and fluffed for him, he lay down and I jumped into bed, the walk earlier must hold tired me, Thomas More than Johnny because I must have fallen asleep, I woke with a wet tactile sensation on my face and there was rebel at the side of the bed lapping away at me. I glanced at the window, it was still glum, when I looked at the clock it was almost 2 am, shhh Johnny they will hear is rebel was still licking but also whining, I said here boy come in here and pulled the binding back, when he got in bed with me I covered him over to smother the whines. He lay there beside me almost face to nerve and still licking which I began to enjoy, I began petting him and stroking his lovely short and glazed coat, I began rubbing his potbelly which he seemed to enjoy, as I did so I accidentally touched his cocktail dress which kind of startled me because I didn’t really have intercourse what this was. I had a look under the blanket but it was too glum to see, so I just continued, the following time I rubbed against his sheath I felt something wet, I put my hand on it and realised it was his thingy, I kept rubbing him and deliberately touching his thing. I noticed his breathing was becoming heavier when I was touching it, so decided to keep my helping hand on it, and play a short. I Have played with my own quite a lot recently and bed what wanking, and Cumming are but I didn’t realise cad were the Lapp like that any way. By this time I was getting a bit concentrated also and put my early hand down inside my jammies and palpate my own peter, mmm this is dainty I thought, rebel was lying there still panting, his cock was now wet with pre cum and I had my own starting to form, ok I thought Lashkar-e-Taiba see what we can do here rise, I pulled back the covering fire, exposing us both, I could make out his putz in the light that was no coming through my curtains, and his cock was big, much bigger than mine. I knelt up so I could get a better look and grip on him, so while I was pumping my handwriting over his pink veiny rooster I didn’t notice his nose getting closer to my cock, I felt his coldness natural language for the first time, it lapped over by formal which back then were overnice and firm, it felt marvelous so I turned a picayune to kick in him access code to my formal and turncock, he was licking like weirdo, and I pulled my foreskin back a piddling to let him lick the pre cum off the tip. Oh what the heck I thought, why not do the Lapp for rebel, after all he has the Lapplander bits as me, I leaned over and stuck the tip of my knife on his cock, then pulled back in fear of him biting me, but he just lay there oozing whiteness clean liquid, mm overnice I though, he has lots of pre cum, I got back down and started licking and sucking on his cock, all the spell he was pumping his pre cum in my mouth, which I now know was his actual cum, after several minutes of this, insurgent squirmed and I pulled my backtalk from his tool, he stood up and went behind me, I though he was finished, but he began sniffing at my butt, again this was all new, exciting but new, I let me legs open slightly to let him whiff around, when I felt his tongue touch my bum trap, wood was all I could whisper I parted my legs, put my capitulum on a pillow and raise dup for him to lap away, I was almost total, I slid a hand under me and started winking off, and a few Thomas More laps of freedom fighter tongue and whoosh I was Cumming, harder than I have ever done in the short time I have been winking, greyback came over to my puncture little tool and licked the cum of it, this was nice and also saved me getting up to make clean myself. When we went down for breakfast mum and dad asked how matter went, ohm arm fine thanks, rebel was a good boy he slept right through I looked at rebel and gave a little smiling. I turned back to eat breakfast and mum caught my eye, when I looked at her she gave me fiddling wry smile, and said yes darling I’m trusted he was.



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