# Actaeon and the German Shepherd

First chapter posted on November 1, 1995; other chapters followed over the next several weeks.

### Chapter 1:

One of my neighbors has a very attractive male German Shepherd. He followed me home one day, which I didn't mind one bit. He's still young, and he can be a bit rambunctious, so I didn't bring him in the house (that's the beauty of living in a forested area :).

I lay on my back in some tall grass, on a slight incline so my head and back were elevated, and he was all over me. Like I said, he's very energetic; not in an aggressive way, just in youthful exhuberance. So here I was, lying on my back in a meadow, with a German Shepherd pretty much walking all over me, rolling around, lying on top of me, licking, pawing, and making playful bites. Hey, it's a heck of a job, but someone has to do it. :) I gave up all hope of getting out of there with clean clothes, and even had to take off my watch, because he was nibbling at it.

He licked my face on numerous occasions, and I got my first taste of dog tongue. Up until now, when a dog had licked me in the face, I'd kept my mouth closed, but I'd read so much on ASB about zoos who French-kiss their dogs, I decided to try it. It's actually quite nice. I didn't manage to get my tongue very far into his mouth (_his_ tongue was always in the way), but I held out my tongue for him to lick, and pressed my tongue against his as he licked it. At the time I wasn't worried about "doggie breath," but in his case there was nothing to fear: his owners take very good care of him; his teeth are very clean, and there was very little smell or taste to his tongue or breath. It was more of a physical sensation, warm and rubbery, and although he seemed surprised the first time I licked back, he apparently enjoyed it, for he spent a lot of time licking my face after that, especially my mouth. I think we did it at least a dozen times. :)

It was difficult to get him to stand (or sit) still long enough to get my hand down to his sheath, and I figure we were lying there French-kissing and being generally rambunctious for a good half-hour or forty-five minutes before he'd calmed down enough. Those few times where I managed to reach his sheath and give him a gentle caress, he responded by becoming even more exhuberant, and when he sat facing me (or on me), he showed a lot of pink: I wasn't the only one having fun. :) He's registered, so he still has functional equipment, and probably always will. And even for a young dog (six months?) he's _big_, in more ways than one: he has an impressive pair of cojones. :) He's also heavy: like I said, he spent a lot of time walking on me. When he gets older, he should be quite a handful.

At any rate, while I was still lying on my back, he stood briefly, and I moved back to hold his sheath in the palm of my hand. He moved around a bit, but let me rub behind the knot and stroke back and forth. He was diagonal to me, so I had a perfect view as he got an erection. In previous attempts to do this on other dogs, I never saw the knot (it was always inside the sheath), and it wasn't until I found ASB and the Forest that I learned the knot is generally supposed to emerge with the penis. In the past, I'd just let the knot stay behind, so to speak, because I feared making it come out of the sheath would damage either the knot or the sheath. However, I learned on the Forest that if I gently slid the sheath back beyond the knot, _before_ he became fully erect, this would not be a problem.

So that's what I did here: after I stroked a few times and his penis began to emerge, I slid the sheath back until the knot emerged. Bingo! :) Then I resumed the stroking. By this time, he was helping me out: his tail was raised, his back arched, and he humped against my hand repeatedly until he was fully erect (5"-6", knot included). I didn't see it from beneath, but from the top, the knot actually appeared to be like a second pair of testicles: instead of one large swollen section, it was like two almond-shaped masses side by side. It may have been joined underneath; however, I wasn't going to touch it directly, because a dog's penis is very sensitive to direct contact.

Unfortunately, though he was obviously old enough to know what he was doing, he wasn't old enough to ejaculate, so all I got out of him were a few drops of precum. However, we both had a good time. :)

I unzipped my pants in the hope that I could get him to do his tongue magic on something else, and surprisingly, I was soft. I must have built and released when he did. I was soon ready again, though, and offered myself to him. He made a few cursory licks, but seemed disinterested, so I had to take care of myself. So far, I haven't found a dog that likes licking a human penis, although I know from reading ASB that they do exist. Most will lick away semen, as this one did (getting it on his cheeks in the process :), but by this time he was getting a little too rambunctious, and was beginning to bite in earnest. So I exposed only the very tip to him, and once I was clean, I promptly re-zipped.

After that, I just lay back next to him in the grass, or tried to: he was still running around and over me, lying down on me, and biting & nibbling. I figured, what the heck: let him nibble. :) We kissed a few more times, and after another half-hour or so we parted company.

### Chapter 2:

He came over to my house, and we went out in the yard (I didn't want to invite him in because he had muddy feet). He was so rambunctious that it was almost impossible to keep him still, especially when I touched his sheath. But just as before, I masturbated him (three or four times, actually) and was rewarded with enthusiastic humping and a brief jet of precum. He's still too young to ejaculate fully, and the erection subsided within a minute, but he's getting there. I also was able to bend down and take the first inch or two of him into my mouth. He was moving around too much for me to take him any deeper, but I enjoyed the taste. It's been too long since I've had a dog that way... :/

Those of you familiar with dog sex know that after the male has tied with the female, he usually bends a hind leg over the female and turns around, so they're facing in opposite directions, connected only by his penis. I'd always figured that would be extremely uncomfortable for the male, but now that I had this dog fully erect and hard, with the knot exposed, I tried bending his penis backwards between his hind legs. Surprisingly, just behind the knot (behind the os penis, or penis bone), the shaft is extremely flexible: I was able to point his penis straight backwards with almost no effort. I started to bend down and take him into my mouth again, to see if I could "tie" with him in this way, but he jumped around at the last moment and I had to let go.

Out of curiosity, I bent down on all fours and tried to get him to mount me. But every time I did, he'd just rush around to my face and start licking or nibbling my ears. Even when I nudged him around to my backside, he still concentrated on my front end. It was too cold and windy to take off my clothes, so perhaps the clothing confused him. Had he not been dirty, I'd have taken him inside and stripped for him. I wouldn't have let him enter just yet, probably direct his penis into my hands and let him hump dry air, but still, I've had another dog (also a GS, BTW) hump my arm while I masturbated him, and it was one of my favorite moments. Now, _that_ dog ejaculated like crazy...perhaps I should write about him, too. :) Someday I'd like to see what it feels like to have a dog actually on top of me, whether he enters me or not.

I gave up on trying to get him to mount me, so I tried the reverse. I got behind him on hands and knees, put my hands in front of his hips, and pulled him into me. Then I bent over and started to hump _him_ (again, still clothed). He didn't seem to get the idea; he just bent around and nibbled at my hands--playfully, though, not aggressively. And that's all he did: just bite at my wrists, first one, then the other. So I gave up on that, too. He was still rambunctious, and even when I tried to French-kiss him, I could feel his teeth nibbling at my tongue. I don't mind the feel of his tongue, but I have to admit to a certain anxiety when I feel his teeth around my sensitive areas. :)

### Chapter 3:

A few days later, I was outside after twilight when he approached me. My eyes had adjusted to the dark, and there was just enough light for me to see who it was. I turned off the flashlight so as not to draw undue attention to us. By now, he was quite used to me, and every time he sat he showed pink (well, gray, at this time of night :). Often he'd stick out an inch or two. I was very flattered. :) I'm sure he regards me as a sexual partner...possibly as a sex _toy_, judging from the way he gets so excited.

Even more rambunctious than ever, it was tough to keep him in one place. But I was determined to move to the next level. Having held him and kissed him, I wanted a little taste; more than just the first inch or two. While he lay on his back, I bent down with my mouth to the end of his sheath and began kissing and licking him there. With my hand, I stroked his sheath behind the knot in order to get an erection. I've found that dogs are unlikely to get erections while on their backs: they have to be on all fours or at least on their hind legs: sitting and lying down don't work nearly as well. But I was keen to try. :)

His knot did swell under my fingers, but I never saw or felt more than just the tip of his penis. When he got up, it took several attempts before I was able to get a good hold of his sheath, and a few more tries were required before he stood still long enough for me to start stroking him at length. Soon, however, he became erect, and when I slid his sheath back to expose the knot, he started humping in earnest. I placed my free hand in front of the end of his penis in order to catch the ejaculate (if any), and was pleased to feel three short bursts strike my palm. The first time I'd met him, all I'd gotten was a drop of precum, and at most one squirt the next time (Chapter 2).

While he was still erect, I bent down and, holding the base of his sheath with one hand just behind the knot, slid him into my mouth until my lips reached the frontmost part of the knot (if I'd taken him deeper, my teeth might have scratched it). I moved him in and out of my mouth with gentle pulls on his sheath, and tasted his penis with my tongue. It was divine. :) It had been about a year since I'd last tasted a dog's penis; I'd forgotten how much I'd missed it. He started to move around a lot, and I was worried I might injure him, so I released him and stood up: my legs were sore. :)

Understandably, I was quite turned on by this point, and un-zipped. Judging from my previous encounters, if I'd offered myself to him, he'd probably nibble at me, and it was the same this time: I quickly felt his teeth on my glans. I had no desire to become Bobbitized by a German Shepherd (very difficult to explain to doctors: "He must have thought I was peeing on his turf, and so he defended himself. Yeah, that's the ticket! Just ask my wife...um...Morgan Marechild!" :), so I took care of myself. The dog was seated right in front of me, so with my free hand, I scratched his ears and cheeks, and felt his tongue on my hand. When I came, he was nibbling my fingers. :)

I zipped up again, gave him another scritch on the head, and started to walk him home. When I shone my flashlight at him, I noticed some...um...little white globs on top of his head. :) At first I decided they looked kinda cute up there, and started to leave them alone. However, I figured he'd have a hard time licking the top of his head (and probably wouldn't have the incentive to do so anyway), so they'd linger until the next time his master petted him. His master would wonder (for about two seconds) what the globs were, and would figure the dog couldn't have come on its own head. He'd put two and two together and come up with foreplay. :) So I petted him on the head again, cleaning him off in the process. :)

So now I can identify with the old joke: "What do you do when you come across an elephant?" "Wipe him off." :) Made my hand smell nice, too. Human cum and doggie cum combine to make a _very_ nice perfume. Perhaps I could market it: "Kennel No. 5." The supply would be limited, but collection would be fun. And I'm sure I could farm out the manufacturing to a number of you to cover additional demand. Heck, we'd do it for free. :)

visits since 8/9/97

Experiences -- Updated Saturday, March 15, 1997 -- E-mail Actaeon