I was the youngest sibling in a dairy farm farm family unit separated by seven years in age from my sr. crony and sisters so I was often doing and exploring things by myself in my unloosen time when I had finished my chores. When I was eight and a half years old Rex came into my life as a puppy to replace Oscar who had passed away from old age a few month before. Rex was your typical farm cur, a mixture of golden retriever, collie and who knows what else we got from the litter of a local anesthetic James Leonard Farmer. I got to name him since it was my job to watch over him and care for him as he adjusted to his new environment. I liked the TV show Sky King as a young boy so the name Riley B King seemed like a sound fit. He had a tan coating with flannel hand, nose and dresser and also the tip of his tail was white with semi upright ears and iniquity brown piercing eyes. We had a lot of fun times growing up together playing and learning new matter as he became a trusted and loved champion of the family. King was around seventy plus pounds when full grown and very strong with good herding and picket dog skills.

As a adolescent I began to play with my shaft when I was alone out in the barn exploring my budding intimate itch. One day while jacking off I began fingering my asshole and enjoyed the esthesis leading me to sneak in other objects in my asshole. The right thing I found to stick in were the worn out rubber mammilla cup liner from the milk machine which felt great as it slide in to my asshole but after a while even that did not satisfy the cravings of my asshole. Then one day while in the b finishing my job I saw King licking his prick while lying on a straw bale. The sight of his deep red turncock protruding from its furry white sheath sent my imagination into overdrive. I could not get the cerebration of King humping my asshole with his dick out of my mind so respective daytime later when I was sure we were alone in the barn I decided to see if he would lie with me like I was imagining. I stripped naked from the shank down then with just my shirt and flush on I knelt down on all fours on the cementum feed alleyway in the b calling King over. As he stood by me not knowing what I wanted I gently rubbed his furry sheath then tried to get him behind me in lieu to mount me. Still not getting the purport of what I was offering him I tried dusting my butt with a little fine-grained Milk replacer that we used to bung the calves to see if he would lick it off and take the hint. I was just about to devote up when after a few poke of my rear end he jumped up on my arse his social movement legs gripping my hips as he poked my behind with his bony cock. This went on for various more than times before he finally hit the bullseye and penetrated my bunghole for the first gear time leading to a quick but satisfying humping by King ending with him licking his cum off my butt while I jacked off. We had three more flying coming upon in the feed alley of the b each lasting just a few min with me jacking off while King licked his cum off my wet asshole and ball sack. King now knew what I wanted when he would see me air assed on all fours both of us getting what we wanted at to the lowest degree that is what I thought being over confident in my legal brief experience with dog sex thinking I knew all the risks. It was about three weeks later on a warm too soon summer day when my parents and siblings went to town to stock up on farm supplies and grocery as I stayed home with King. I knew they would be gone for several minute so I figured it would be a good clip to relish another humping by King. As we entered the barn the aroma of the newly timothy hay Basle 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 layers of the small rectangular mostly herd's grass grass hay bales stacking five layers at a time against the bulwark of the mow like a stairway then working across the mow trading floor. I thought this would be a great place to enjoy a quick fuck by baron. I had taken a big dump shortly before so I was pretty cleaned out and ready for a warm screw as I spread a little butter on my asshole that King liked to clobber. I was feeling pretty excited about doing it in the mow having a much indulgent open to kneel on as I knelt down in presence of the staircase of Basel with my thigh against the layer of Basle I bent over to rest my breast on. I was about to yell King over but he was already behind me and began mounting me without bothering to lick first. I knew something was dissimilar right away because unlike the former times when I felt mogul's cock poking me from below it was now poking at my ass from above as my articulatio genus had sunk down into the hay bales. I was totally caught off safety device when King buried his cock deep and difficult into my asshole almost immediately giving me no prison term to oppose to his eye tooth instinct. I was trapped with my second joint against the hay bales unable to move away from his thrusting as he buried his cock to the hilt in me for the first fourth dimension. I was dumb founded with impact when I felt the pressure of his swelling knot woof and stretching my rectum to its demarcation line. I did not recognise at first the load moans echoing through mow were from me with every thrust of his cock into me. This was the commencement clip I ever heard Martin Luther King let out a low growling when at number 1 I tried to pull away from him but quickly realizing we were coupled tightly together his hard gnarl deep inside my SOB. It was like he was telling me your my cunt now be still and take over it so I tried to relax and spread my ass wide for him knowing he was truly the passe-partout now. Thankfully he stopped humping me after a short piece just giving me a promptly jab now and then I think just to hear me groan as if pleading for mercy being trapped beneath him by his big rooster. With King now taking a snorkel breather from humping me the atrocious stretch and burning hotshot coming my asshole began to recede giving me some prison term to take in my thoughts on what was happening to me. I started taking foresightful thick breathing time and concentrating on the other sense experience flowing into my creative thinker as a way to relax and take my mind off of the throbbing pain from being dog fucked. The feel of king 's ardent mild fur against my butt and back felt soothing as he stood over me offsetting the hurting of his swollen greyback coupling us securely together in sexual coition. I noticed the feel of his drool dripping unto my back from his heavy panting and the beads of sweat now trickling down my shaky legs and coat of arms along with a steady flow of precum flowing from my limp penis. As I took in another sweetly smelling breath of the novel hay King began breeding me as I felt his peter twitch deep inside me followed by the warm sensation of his dog semen flowing ever and ever deeper into me. This is when I glanced over at the door way to the hay mow to see my parental widowed grandma, who also lived on the farm, watching me getting stuffed by King. She put her manus over her sass as a way of telling me to be still and quiet and let world-beater wind up naturally knowing I would be in a world of hurt if he pulled his operose knot out of me. I then nestled my head back down into the laurel wreath of my mitt on the hay bales starting to feel a tranquillize wafture of relief wash over me as I began to enjoy the feeling of King shooting his loads of dog semen inscrutable inside me and there was nothing I could do to stop it. It all came to an end about fifteen minute later when I finally felt Kings knot go soft as it slipped slowly from my tender asshole as he stepped slowly away from me knowing his sperm were locked deep inside me swimming ever inscrutable in search of an egg. Seeing King 's fully exposed deep red hammer and purpleness veined knot as he walked away to lay down and clean up was an eye untier for grannie and me finding it hard to consider what just took place. Standing up afterward my legs were still trembling as I picked up my clothes and walked over to grandma as she closely checked my ship's boat hole saying you will be sore but I do not see any damage thankfully. Seeing my putz very shriveled up and dripping she said we skilful do some oral examination therapy just to make sure that is ok too as she slipped off her liberate fitting theater clothes revealing her milky blanched bosom and thigh contrasted by her darkly tanned brass, branch and legs as she wore no undergarments. She then laid on her back in the mow having me kneel over her chief with me staring down at her grayness hirsute snatch fully exposed between her legs bent at the articulatio genus and spread wide. She then took my penis into her mouth as I lowered my mouth down to sample her pussy in no time I had forgotten about my sore throbbing mother fucker. After we both came ten instant later, at least she said she came, we put our wearing apparel back on and my fast fuck with big businessman was finally over close to an hour later. When the family got back they said I seemed dissimilar and asked if anything happened I just said nothing unusual. I sure was not going to tell them that I spent the afternoon getting bred by King and having oral examination sex with gran !

After surviving the deep knotting from King I swore to myself I would not do that again but a month later in the cover cow ley under a full Sun Myung Moon I submitted to King again as he knotted my asshole to his full enjoyment leaving another huge payload of semen very deep inside me only this time I licked him clean and jerk also .