I was the vernal sibling in a dairy farm kin separated by seven year in age from my older brothers and sister so I was often doing and exploring matter by myself in my unloose sentence when I had finished my chores. When I was eight and a one-half years old Billie Jean King came into my sprightliness as a puppy to exchange Oscar who had passed away from old age a few calendar month before. mogul was your typical farm mutt, a mixture of golden retriever, collie and who knows what else we got from the litter of a topical anesthetic sodbuster. I got to bring up him since it was my job to watch over him and care for him as he adjusted to his new surroundings. I liked the TV show Sky King as a Danton True Young boy so the gens King seemed like a good fit. He had a tan coat with Patrick White paws, nose and bureau and also the tip of his tail was flannel with semi erect ears and dark brown piercing eyes. We had a lot of fun times growing up together performing and learning new things as he became a entrust and loved friend of the mob. King was around seventy plus Syrian pound when wax grown and very strong with good herding and lookout dog skills.

As a teen I began to fiddle with my cock when I was alone out in the b exploring my budding sexual urge. One day while jacking off I began fingering my asshole and enjoyed the sensation leading me to sneak in other objects in my asshole. The best affair I found to insert were the worn out rubber nipple cup liner from the milk machines which felt dandy as it slide in to my asshole but after a while even that did not meet the cravings of my motherfucker. Then one day while in the barn finishing my task I saw King licking his turncock while lying on a straw bale. The sight of his deep red pecker protruding from its furry white sheath sent my imagination into overuse. I could not get the idea of King humping my son of a bitch with his cock out of my head so several days later when I was indisputable we were alone in the barn I decided to see if he would fuck me like I was imagining. I stripped naked from the waist down then with just my shirt and charge on I knelt down on all fours on the cement provender bowling alley in the barn 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 position to mount me. Still not getting the impetus of what I was offering him I tried dusting my seat with a little powdered Milk River replacer that we used to feed the calf to see if he would lick it off and occupy the hint. I was just about to give up when after a few licks of my butt he jumped up on my tooshie his front man peg gripping my hips as he poked my behind with his bony cock. This went on for several more than clip before he finally hit the bullseye and penetrated my asshole for the first fourth dimension leading to a quick but satisfying humping by King ending with him licking his cum off my stern while I jacked off. We had three more quick clash in the feed alley of the b each lasting just a few hour with me jacking off while King licked his cum off my wet asshole and ball carrier bag. 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 peril. It was about three weeks later on a warm early summer day when my parents and sibling went to Town to stock up on farm supplying and groceries as I stayed home with King. I knew they would be gone for respective hours so I figured it would be a near time to enjoy another humping by King. As we entered the barn the aroma of the unfermented timothy hay bales drew me to the hay mow at the end of the unchanging area of the b. We had just started filling the mow with a few layers of the small rectangular mostly timothy grass hay bales stacking five stratum at a time against the wall of the mow like a staircase then working across the mow floor. I thought this would be a majuscule blank space to enjoy a nimble nooky by King. I had taken a big dump shortly before so I was pretty cleaned out and ready for a quick shtup as I spread a little butter on my asshole that King liked to cream. I was feeling pretty excited about doing it in the mow having a very much softer surface to kneel on as I knelt down in social movement of the staircase of bales with my thighs against the layer of Bale I bent over to rest my thorax on. I was about to call big businessman 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 other times when I felt King's cock poking me from below it was now poking at my ass from above as my stifle had sunk down into the hay bales. I was totally caught off safety device when King buried his cock deep and operose into my asshole almost immediately giving me no time to react to his canine tooth inherent aptitude. I was trapped with my thighs against the hay bales unable to move away from his thrusting as he buried his cock to the hilt in me for the first time. I was dumb founded with cushion when I felt the pressure of his swelling knot weft and stretching my rectum to its limits. I did not realize at first the load groan echoing through mow were from me with every drive of his pecker into me. This was the low meter I ever heard King let out a low growl when at outset I tried to pull away from him but quickly realizing we were coupled tightly together his hard grayback deep inside my arsehole. It was like he was telling me your my bitch now be still and swallow it so I tried to make relaxed and spread my ass all-embracing for him knowing he was truly the passe-partout now. Thankfully he stopped humping me after a curt while just giving me a quick jab now and then I think just to hear me groan as if pleading for clemency being trapped beneath him by his big putz. With King now taking a breathing spell from humping me the painful stretching and burning sensation coming my asshole began to fall back giving me some time to collect my thoughts on what was happening to me. I started taking tenacious deep breaths and concentrating on the other sense experience flowing into my creative thinker as a way to unwind and take my psyche off of the throbbing pain from being dog fucked. The feel of king 's fond soft fur against my butt and back felt soothing as he stood over me offsetting the pain of his swollen knot coupling us securely together in intimate intercourse. I noticed the feel of his drool dripping unto my backbone from his weighty panting and the beads of sweat now trickling down my shaky legs and weapon along with a steady stream of precum flowing from my limp penis. As I took in another sweetly smelling breath of the unfermented hay King began breeding me as I felt his cock twitch cryptical inside me followed by the fond ace of his dog semen flowing ever and ever rich into me. This is when I glanced over at the threshold way to the hay mow to see my paternal widowed nan, who also lived on the farm, watching me getting stuffed by King. She put her hand over her sassing as a way of telling me to be still and quiet and let King finish naturally knowing I would be in a humanity of hurt if he pulled his surd knot out of me. I then nestled my top dog back down into the medallion of my hands on the hay bales starting to feel a calming undulation of moderation airstream over me as I began to enjoy the belief of King shooting his loads of dog semen deep inside me and there was nothing I could do to stop it. It all came to an end about fifteen proceedings later when I finally felt Kings greyback go soft as it slipped slowly from my tender asshole as he stepped slowly away from me knowing his sperm were locked bass inside me swimming ever deeper in hunting of an egg. Seeing King 's fully exposed deep red cock and purple veined knot as he walked away to lay down and pick up was an eye opener for grandma and me finding it hard to conceive what just took stead. Standing up afterward my branch were still trembling as I picked up my clothes and walked over to grandma as she closely checked my tender golf hole saying you will be sore but I do not see any damage thankfully. Seeing my turncock very shriveled up and dripping she said we better do some oral exam therapy just to make sure that is ok too as she slipped off her escaped equip house wearing apparel revealing her milklike white breasts and thigh contrasted by her darkly tanned face, arms and stage as she wore no unmentionable. She then laid on her back in the mow having me kneel over her head with me staring down at her white-haired hairy snatch fully exposed between her wooden leg bent at the knees and spread encompassing. She then took my member into her mouthpiece as I lowered my lip down to try out her pussy in no time I had forgotten about my sore throbbing SOB. After we both came ten min later, at least she said she came, we put our clothes back on and my quick fuck with big businessman was finally over close to an hr later. When the family got back they said I seemed different and asked if anything happened I just said nothing unusual. I sure was not going to say them that I spent the good afternoon getting bred by King and having oral exam sex with gran !

After surviving the abstruse knotting from King I swore to myself I would not do that again but a month later in the bet on cow pasture under a full synodic month I submitted to King again as he knotted my asshole to his full delectation leaving another huge consignment of semen very cryptical inside me only this time I licked him clean also .