****** Barney's Busy Day by UK Snowy ******
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Barney's Busy Day


I was rampant by the time we reached the place. Caged in the back of the wagon
with Mummy and Little Mummy and the resulting scents from them on a hot summer
day was torture. Mummy and I had locked earlier for our daily shunt round the
grooming shed, her saying something about a long rest before I had to perform
properly. I don't know what she was thinking I had done during the morning, but
she fair wore me out.

She went out later and I watched from my drowsy slumbers as Daddy and Little
Mummy played dogs. They had watched me countless times I know, but the idea of
humans imitating animals seemed strange and while they were running around,
Little Mummy squealing and Daddy barking, well sort of, I wondered where next I
was going to do my duty. The word perform always excited me, it meant something
had been arranged and now I was on my way somewhere. I never went in the wagon
unless to perform as Mummy put it. As it happened, I was going to shag the
socks off some dainty little Boxer miss with a fancy name like Alicia Queen of
Downyside.

"Be quiet Barney, settle down, you'll hurt yourself," twittered Little Mummy
from the front seat. I paced across the roomy caged rear of the wagon watching
cars and trucks whizz past and sniffing the lovely odours seeping through to
me. Little Mummy giggled and spoke to Mummy. "Can't let him hurt himself and
ruin our livelihood can we?" Mummy sniggered and glanced back smiling smugly.
"Ruin his undercarriage more like it, perish the thought," she shrieked and
Little Mummy joined in.

As I watched Little Mummy fiddle with a pink thing in her hair, I knew some of
the odours were hers, therefore she must have the same things as Mummy does.
The odd snuffle up her legs was always interesting. Not as potent as Mummy's
somehow, but similar. She was a lot smaller than Mummy and Daddy and a lot
noisier too. Then I remembered what she did with Daddy that morning and the
odour was virtually the same, but his was mixed in too. I remembered when they
shouted at me as I got up from my sleep and sniffed round the things they left
on the floor. They only shouted but it was enough to stop me chewing the tiny
white cotton thing I found. They didn't bother to unlock themselves, knowing a
shout would warn me off, but I wished I could have investigated the smelly
thing she had pulled off.

It was always the first thing she took off, before the short black thing round
her lower body and the white shroud thing round her top which was held by a
stripy coloured thing round her neck. For some reason she always left some
white things on her legs. This morning was one of the days she didn't go to the
same place every day and she had come downstairs into the kitchen with only a
white thing over her after Mummy had gone out.

After this mornings display of barking and squealing, Daddy had been mounted on
Little Mummy like he was a dog and she a bitch for some reason. This was new to
me. I'd seen them lay on each other when she came back from that place many
times. But only if Mummy wasn't around. Little Mummy would throw her bag on the
kitchen floor and shout for Daddy or Mummy. If he was home, he would run
through to her and they would take their things off and lock together wherever
they were. It was amazing. He would give her some sort of bone that hung out of
his body and she would suck it. She would let him suck her chest and I always
thought how different her chest was to Mummy's. Little Mummy had no bumpy
balloon things like Mummy and when I saw her where Mummy kept her hedgehog with
its throat cut a few times, it had no bristles so it can't have been a
hedgehog. Daddy would suck on it before putting the bone thing into it.

I like Mummy's hedgehog. Between her legs and very smelly and always dribbling.
She loves me to lick it and then I shag it hard. It never complains, but its
probably dead, that's why it stinks I suppose.

The wagon stopped and Mummy opened the back doors. "C'mon Barney, jump down
here to Mummy," she called. I was down before she finished the words, I could
smell bitch already. I bounced around as Little Mummy held my leash. I ventured
a wet nose up her legs but she pushed me off. I knew the bitch scent didn't
come from there, but she smelled tasty. A man came out and they talked and some
paperwork was done after we'd gone inside. The scent was really strong now and
I yelped in eagerness. "He's keen," chuckled the man who was very tall and very
thin like a stick I would chase into the river.

"Oh he's always keen you know," said Mummy as the man knelt down and felt my
balls and cock. That was unusual apart from the odd show judge, crusty old
women who smelt of old fish. They nearly always touched me there. Mummy and
Little Mummy pulled faces at each other, their eyebrows raised as he stood.
"Nicely built," said the man and led us out to the kennels.

To cut a long story short I was introduced to Queenie and whilst I was raring
to go, she would not let me mount her. The humans held her and me although that
wasn't necessary, but she fought them off and snarled and snapped at them. She
curved her rear away from me or lowered it and my cock was flashing all over
the place trying to get stuffed up her. She was snooty and did not want to
know. She was ready, I could smell that and her fanny glowed red and wet,
perfect! But she did not want to know me, the bitch!

"Maybe if we left them alone," said Mummy. The man agreed and Queenie and I
were left in the yard as they watched from inside. She was vicious and I wasn't
too bothered about picking up scars yet she smelled so delicious. The humans
came out and I heard Mummy saying something about meetings while Little Mummy
whined. In the end they left me with the man which was unusual.

As soon as they'd gone, Queenie was put away as I stayed tied up and the man
brought out an older bitch who was so friendly, ready and easy I was on her in
seconds and gratefully shot my lot. We stayed locked for a short time, but she
was slack and didn't keep me long. The man patted me and gave me some food and
water and later brought out a young bitch. She was ready too although a bit
reluctant at first to let a young stud like me take her. I reckoned I was her
first and she gave me a good ride and we were tied together for ages before she
let loose. This was great, two already and I only usually get one to cover and
what about Queenie, maybe she would calm down and let me do her as well. What
with Mummy, then these two bitches I was in fantasy land. "Perfect so far, just
the job, two for the price of one and Queenie later," I heard the man say.

The man had watched us, holding a small rubbery thing where Daddy keeps his
bone that's Little Mummy's favourite. After he put the bitch away he fed me
again, this was brilliant, all this sex and food. "Some fire in you young man,"
he said as he washed me down. I stood and lapped at my bowl as my things were
thoroughly sluiced and dried. He took much longer than Daddy would, but about
the same time as Mummy did and as always I liked it. I reckoned I could have
got straight back onto another bitch if he'd let me. "Hmm! Promising," he said
quietly, squeezing my balls gently before he stood up. I carried on feeding.
There was a strange smell about him and the rubbery thing dangled from his
trousers. I could smell cheese somewhere but the other smell was stronger, then
I realised he had taken all of his things off.

He led me inside. "Might as well get my moneys worth out of you lad," he said
as he took me into a room. I got the drift of the new strange smell as I
followed him on a leash. It came from the top of his legs and when I tried to
snuffle at it he let me saying, "Good boy." In fact he immediately knelt down
and leaned against the sofa. His rear was in my face and could see these two
dangly things between his legs, but the smell came from higher and his fingers
were showing me where as he spoke. "That's it Barney, lick my arse. Oh that's
lovely Ooooh!" I licked and licked, it was different but tasty and he was
pulling his skin wide to make the hole bigger where the smell was.

The man sat up and pulled me round across him. "Yes what a good boy. Like that
don't you? Done it before have you? Well let's see what kind of strong boy you
are....Oh yes what a package. Going to let me play with it are you.......Oh you
are, good boy." Quite what he was going on about I don't know, but when a human
plays around with my cock and balls, I naturally like it and get it out. The
previous exercise had tired me yes, but to let my cock slide out and be stroked
in such a nice way was not to be sniffed at. I sniffed at his tiny rubbery
thing which was very cheesy and he let me lick it. Then he did something Mummy
always did. He sneaked under me and sucked my cock. I like that, although this
was the first time a man had done it. I juiced up and he gobbled it noisily as
I slobbered round his rubbery thing.

"I think we're ready Barney there's a good boy," he said turning round and
kneeling again. He had a jar and smeared some stuff on his rear. It didn't
smell of anything but he grabbed me and pulled me up. Having been in this
position with Mummy many times I didn't need any encouragement, it looked like
I was needed to shag him in the same way. He didn't have a hedgehog and what
those two dangly things were I hadn't a clue but he was pulling me on.. Finally
he grabbed my cock and aimed it at the hole he had widened and put stuff on. I
jumped at him straight away.

"Jeez Barney," he yelped as I got stuck in. "No need for training with you is
there?" His stick like body lurched as I banged at him and I felt the tight
hole give way and let me go deep inside. I wrapped my forelegs round him which
was easier than Mummy's fat body. "Ouch!" he yelped as my paws scratched him,
but he just pushed back at me as I rammed with a new lease of life. His hand
clutched my knot as I started to shoot into him and the man then squeezed it
gently, letting me offload my seed without getting tied into him.

I dropped off and lay panting, licking my cock which was tasty and different.
He sat floppily against the sofa, playing with his rubbery thing and talking.
"Good boy Barney. What a stud. Bet your Mummy doesn't hang about with you being
so randy, does she? You fuck her too?" After a while he got up and gave me some
food and water.

I dozed off after feeding so well, until he woke me and took me outside. He had
different things on now and smelled totally different and not interesting at
all, but there was bitch scent about and I sniffed the air in anticipation. He
tied me and disappeared and I got frustrated as I could smell bitch on heat and
couldn't get at her whoever she was.

Mummy and Little Mummy turned up and petted me, while the man brought Queenie
out again. She smelled great and this time let me get on her. I gave her good
going over but took longer and went slower than usual. As I locked on after
shooting seed Mummy spoke. "Hmm! Not his usual enthusiasm Mr Trodd. He was so
keen earlier and now she was willing he seemed to be half hearted. Barney has
never failed yet though, so lets hear if she catches. Of course we can come
back and do it again or you can have your fee back if you want, but keep in
touch. Maybe if you brought Queenie to us next time if needed that is. Bitches
sometimes perform better when in other surroundings I believe. I mean its not
often we take Barney out, the bitches usually come to him and we've never had a
failure under those circumstances have we darling?"

Little Mummy shrugged her shoulders and the pink thing in her hair fluttered
behind her. Mummy went inside and I watched the man stand very close to Little
Mummy and spoke to her. "Did you know I'm a millionaire?" His bony hand went
over her shoulders and hung over her chest and she wriggled away from him,
shaking her head. He patted her head. "Well I am and I'm not married. You like
watching dogs do it deary?" Little Mummy nodded and smiled. He spoke again.
"Mummies and Daddies do it too, you know. Seen your Mummy and Daddy doing it?"

She looked up at him, her neck stretched as she smiled and answered. "Sort of,
depends. You really got lots of money?" she asked. "Loads, want some little
girl?" he replied. "Maybe," she smiled up at him as Mummy came out. "Now what
you two up to?" she laughed, seeing their grins. "She doesn't usually like to
meet new people Mr. Trodd, you're honoured. Come on we must get back. Come on
Barney. Well done, got there in the end didn't you boy?" she fussed round me as
she led me to the wagon.

In the ride back I slumbered but I heard Little Mummy saying how much she liked
Mr. Trodd and could we go back again and how he had offered to help her with
her homework. Mummy said possibly, he was a world expert on science and maths
and Daddy had known him for years, so no real reason why he shouldn't help as
help in that part of her education was sorely needed. "He's a millionaire you
know, but I always get the feeling he trying to get more than he should and
he's got this reputation for being tight with his cash," she added.