“Bye Jack!” Jack’s mother yelled as she walked out the door, “I’ll be back at 8! Dad will be back at 7! Make sure you take Blizzard out for a walk! And put a shirt on before you walk him!” The door slammed shut and all was quiet, except for the pitter-patter of little claws going across the wooden floor.


        “Ugh…” Jack, the young, grey canine said to himself, “I hate this dog, all he does is eat, shit, and be annoyingly happy. Taking me from my game, it’s the weekend, the weekend is for not changing out of pajamas and sleeping in.” He put his headset back on and went back to shooting his friends online.


        Every so often Blizzard, the pure white furred husky came in and walked around, trying to get Jack’s attention, unconditional love pouring from him at every second. His whimpering and pleading eyes staring at Jack to go on a walk, each time the snow white dog was greeted with a hostile stare right back. About an hour into this charade Jack was getting on a hot streak. “20! 20 kills!” he yelled out to his friends in his headset. “22!” he got more hyped up, “23!” Jack was shaking, “ONE MORE!” Everyone held their breath, Jack aimed the crosshair right on the last guys head - BARK! BOOM! Jack missed his shot, the enemy turned around and headshot him, ending the killstreak. Jack sighed, put down his controller and looked over to the dog at the door of his room, leash in his mouth, tail wagging, ignorantly happy to all in the world.


        “You are going to fucking kill me one day are you?” Jack rhetorically asked, defeated from what just happened to him. Blizzard barked back playfully, not knowing what he just answered to. A smile crept over the young canines face, he couldn’t stay mad for long, looking at Blizzards derpy face, “Yep, you sure are. Let's go for a walk.” The word walk made the dog run right over to Jack, circling him, looking like snow was flying around his feet. He grabbed at the fur pile, trying to get the dog to stop running around and drop the leash. Eventually, he got the red strip of fabric out and hooked it on the collar. “Here we go boy!” He said, fumbling a shirt on.


        They walked out the front door and took a right, all he needed to do was make a trip around the block and he could get back to his game, and hopefully get as many kills as before. He passed friends houses, neighbors, other important people in his life. Jack walked past his friend Shawn’s house and waved at him through the window, Shawn had his controller in his hand, playing the same game, waiting for Jack to get back. He was having a good time on the walk until he got to Dave’s house. Dave was a bully to Jack, called him a fag and pushed him around whenever he felt like it. “Cmon boy! Go do your business!” he encouraged the dog. Just like he wanted, Blizzard did his business right on the bully’s lawn, a huge success in his mind. “Maybe this dog ain’t so bad.” He said to himself. 


He arrived at his house with Blizzard about 5 minutes later and sat back down at his chair, throwing off the shirt, and got ready to play. “Hey guys I’m.” - BARK! Another shout ripped from his door, again it was Blizzard with a treat bag in his mouth.


        “Oh, you want a treat huh? I guess you do deserve one for what you did.” He reached out and grabbed it, but Blizzard held strong. “Hey give me the damn bag, you want a treat!” Blizzard thought this was a really fun game, wagging his tail and playfully growling. Jack pulled hard and *RIIIIPP* the bag fell to Jack’s hand but treats spilled all over the floor, matching the brown carpet “Goddamn dog, here take these.” he gave Blizzard a few treats that he could easily reach to keep him busy and then went down on his hands and knees, searching for all the treats that spilled over the floor. He started to count how many he picked up.


        “Heh, only 25 I’ll get today I bet.” Jack said as he picked up his nuke winning treat. He heard the dog wonder closer to him. “No, bad dog. You got your treats, now leave me alone.” Blizzard kept walking up however, and went over and starting licking the bare chest of the young canine. “Hey boy! Stop it!” He tried to command, but it was no use. He pushed the dog off of him, stopping him for the moment. “Fucking weirdo.” he said to himself, trying to disregard the small amount of pressure he felt in his own loins.


        Jack started to get the rest of the treats and spotted one right under his bed. The canine boy crawled under and started to reach for it when he felt the warm breath of the dog right on the small of his back. Just as quickly as he felt it however, it was gone. Jack ignored it, despite his best judgements and went right back to slipping under his bed. At this point his head and arms were under the bed, knees braced on the ground, fingertips from the elusive treat he needed to get. “YES!” Jack yelled out as he grabbed the little treat, he got so excited that he smashed his head right on the wirey bottom, getting his hair stuck in the wiring, making it hard to move. Jack started to shake around, shuffling everything around him. Just as quickly as he got stuck, he felt the warm breath again on his back. “Hey boy! Can you crawl under here and give 
me a hand!” Jack said, hoping for anything to get him out of this painful situation.


        Sadly, for Jack, the dog couldn’t understand him, but Blizzard knew what he wanted. He bit the back of Jack’s pajama pants and pulled down, leaving him exposed and naked to all that would stumble in. Jack’s grey fur appeared all over him, but now there was a now an exposed pair of small grey balls and a sheath, which held his little cock. “Blizzard? What are you doing?” He tried to ask, but to no-one's surprise, he wasn’t given a verbal answer.


        Instead he felt the warm, wet nose of Blizzard’s muzzle poke into his cheeks, sniffing around looking for a hole to lube up. He quickly found his prize, and promptly the pink tongue fell out of his mouth. Blizzard started licking at Jack’s balls, which sent a shiver up the boy’s spine. Quickly he moved up to the virgin hole, slobbering all over the pucker. “This feels weird boy stop!” he pleaded, but the order fell on deaf ears. He didn’t want to admit it, but this new feeling of stimulation was coaxing his own cock out of small grey sheath, red rod throbbing for more, as he pleaded for less.


        Blizzard wanted to make sure he was ready for what he was going to do, already enveloped in the musky smell with all the pleasure he was going through, the feral’s thick cock was out of his sheath, begging to be buried in something tight. He pushed hard with his tongue and after a little resistance the feral dog was able to burst right through. “AH!” Jack yelled and struggled, getting himself even more tied up under his bed. Blizzard make sure he got everything nice and wet, slobbering all over the insides of Jack, wet dog slobber leaking out onto the carpeted floor.


 Jack’s tight little ass being penetrated for the first time was painful for him, but it wasn’t as bad he thought, maybe even a little pleasurable to him. His own cock agreed, sending feelings through him he didn’t think he had. Being roughly tongue-fucked was definitely a new experience, but even he was surprised with himself, moaning at the pleasure he felt through the pain. Deeper and deeper the feral tongue probed his owner, making sure everything that was inside was nicely lubed up for what both parties knew what was happening next. A quick slip of the tongue outside of the hole, and Blizzard was ready to go for the main course.


        “Hey bud, stop, let me get out of here, please!” Jack half-heartedly pleaded, knowing he won’t be able to get untangled in time, but also wondering if that was such a bad thing. Jack felt a weight jump on his back, and a lick to the face. Oh my god! Jack thought to himself, his mind still racing even with his body willing, He’s fucking mounted me, what can I do?? The little canine was worrying about what was about to happen to him, and his poor ass.


        “Buddy! Don’t put that in there! Don’t fuck me! Please!” He said with even more lackluster concern than before. Blizzard lined himself up, pre leaking out of his hard dog cock. Sticky white pre leaked out from the throbbing rod and onto the tightly lubed ass of Jack. Blizzard pulled back ever so slightly, a line of pre trailing from the organ to the pucker, and he quickly thrust in, sinking the pulsing cock halfway into his young bitch. A loud yip blared out of Jack, who quickly pulled his hand to his mouth, trying to stop himself from alerting the neighborhood about the taboo act that was taking place.


        Blizzard was relentless in his punishment, thrusting at a lightning pace into the warm caverns of his owner-turned-bitch. Not only was the feeling of fucking such a hot, lubed up hole pleasuring the feral dog, but it was knowledge that he was making someone his, to use whenever he needed it. Each thrust allowed for more of the doggy shaft to penetrate his partner’s tight ass.


        The pain was hard to Jack to take, being penetrated with such a huge rod was a very different experience than the wet tongue. The pain persisted as with each rapid thrust his asshole was stretched ever more looser, but as he got used to the amount of cock inside of him, the pleasure started to build up again. He too, was losing himself to the doggy cock thrusting inside his ass, forgetting about everything he moaned along, giving audible signs of approval to his new situation. Being split in two was beginning to seem a lot better for Jack, who was going in and out of being in pure bliss.


        Each thrust shoved Jack further under the bed, each time he was humped his hair got looser on the wires. Every time his tight ass was pushed in he felt the grip on his hair get weaker. Eventually, he was freed from the grip of the underside of the bed, Jack realized he could escape, but he just didn’t want too. He felt so much pleasure from being stuffed, he didn’t want it to end just yet. 


Blizzard kept thrusting, suddenly he got right to the knot, smashing the base of it on Jack’s stretched hole, knocking the breath out of the grey canine he was pounding away at. Pump after pump Blizzard filled his bitch with his meat, full length being pushed inside each time.


        It felt like hours of pounding to both of them, who were in their own personal heavens. Blizzard felt his big sack tensing up, and a primal urge waved over him. Each thrust now became harder and faster, smashing his knot against the exploited hole. Jack couldn’t help but yell out with each attempt, he got used to the amount of cock inside of him now, but he didn’t know if he would be able to take the baseball sized knot in his ass. It didn’t stop Blizzard from trying however, he thrust at the hole with all his might, tightening his grip on Jack, claws digging hard into him.


        A low growl emanated from the beast, an elemental instinct overtook him, all he needed in the world was to knot Jack, finalizing his place as the dog’s bitch. Swiftly he pushed, turning about side to side, trying to get an angle to fully get in. Each time he failed, but Blizzard was so close, he knew that he needed to act fast. He picked up the pace, quickly smashing against Jack’s weakened hole. With one last thrust he tried and pushed. Blizzard pushed harder than he ever did anything before, he got closer, centimeter after centimeter, than POP! He knotted Jack, a loud yell of mixed pain and pleasure was ripped from Jack’s lungs. Blizzard pushed himself right up on Jack, his thick, fuzzy, white balls resting on Jack’s small grey orbs. The feral dog tilted his head up and howled, letting everyone know he just claimed a new bitch.


The thick bulbous knot was fully in the young canine, the young asshole stretched so far around the cock, they were tied together for the foreseeable future. Involuntarily, Jack clenched down on the shaft and knot, giving Blizzard one last rush, allowing to be milked for all that was inside of him. The dog was pent up too, the two huge white balls tensed up and sent a wave of cum inside the first-timer. The cum was relentless as he was, every torrent of seed shot into the unexperienced behind grew in size, thickness, warmth, and velocity. Jack felt a bulge growing in his depths where the dog’s penis stood. He started to feel full from the amount of semen being shot inside of the long corridors of his body. Blizzard rested his head on the softness of the bed, tongue rolling out, drooling all over the covers, falling asleep buried deep into his new toy. Jack just stayed under the bed, exhausted from being rigorously stuffed and filled with cock for the first time, he also drifted into the world of sleep, still stuck, now tied under his bed.


Jack didn’t know what time he fell asleep, but he knew when he woke up. He heard his front door slam and the familiar voice of his dad yell down the hallway. “I’m home son! Come help out with the groceries.” The both canines shot awake and Jack yelled groggily back, “One sec dad!” He quickly shut his door, and Jack went to cleaning both him and Blizzard up, who was now soft enough to pull out. He couldn’t do much about the cum trapped deep inside of him for now, so he put on a baggy hoodie and prayed to god that his Dad wouldn’t smell the distinct odor of doggy cum on him. 


Both Blizzard and Jack walked out the room and helped out, moving produce and other snacks from the car to the pantry. After the groceries were put back his Dad stopped him, “You seem different son..” He said, making Jack start to sweat and go pale, “You… seem to be getting along with Blizzard a lot more. Proud of you!”


Jack felt the most relief he ever felt in that second, nervously he said, “Ye-Yea. I think we understand each other now.” Before his dad could ask more questions he went to his room, leaving both his dad and Blizzard alone in the kitchen, Blizzard’s tail wagging as happily as ever before.


He saw that his console was still online and put on his headset, hearing 2 of his friends from across the neighborhood talking, and swearing at each other. “Hey, guys I’m back, have any fun while I was gone?” Muffled laughs escaped the two people on the other side, Shawn the friend he saw while walking Blizzard earlier piped up, “Yea, we did. Not as much as you seemed to have though.” Jack went pale once again, while both of his friends imitated moaning noises from the line.


“This, this doesn’t leave the voice chat, r-r-right?” Jack pleaded to his friends. 


“Don’t worry,” Jack’s other friend, Ridge said, breaking the unbearable silence, “Your Wild secret is safe with us, as long as you are willing to keep quiet about a few other things.”


The three guys talked all night, exchanging their deepest secrets, bonding closer with each other.They also played their favorite game the rest of the weekend, Jack finally getting that elusive nuke.