http://www.mrdouble.com From redwood@fred.net Sat Jan 11 07:04:22 1997 Path: news.uni-c.dk!newsfeed.sunet.se!news00.sunet.se!sunic!mn6.swip.net!solace!eru.mt.luth.se!www.nntp.primenet.com!nntp.primenet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!su-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.sgi.com!news.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!gail.ripco.com!fred.net!not-for-mail From: redwood@fred.net (Ricy of the Redwood) Newsgroups: alt.sex.bestiality Subject: Story Repost: "One Boy's Story" (m/dog) Date: 11 Jan 1997 06:04:22 GMT Organization: Redwood's Rag Hall Lines: 308 Message-ID: <5b7ah6$g80@news.fred.net> NNTP-Posting-Host: bigdog.fred.net X-Newsreader: TIN [UNIX 1.3 950824BETA PL0] Don't read this message if your under 18 or otherwise not supposed to. The storys reposted are as complete as I recieve them with original headers (and tYpografikal errers) intact. All parts to storys will be put into one post if possible unless parts are actually sequels (as in the "Animal Farm" and "Animal Farm 2" posts). 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Happy reading ;) _____ _____ ____ ____ / ; / / `; | / / / / /` /_____,/ /____ / / | /| / / / / /____ / | / / / | / | / / / / / / | /_____ /______,/ |/ |/ /_____/ /____ / Red Wulf (Ricy of the Redwood) <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> >From neptune@irs.com Fri Nov 24 22:25:00 1995 Path: news.av.qnet.com!uunet!in2.uu.net!news.usa.net!irs!irs.com!neptune Distribution: world Newsgroups: alt.sex.bestiality Subject: FTA, One Boy's Story From: neptune@irs.com (Perigon Neptune) Message-ID: <125.25948.64@irs.com> Date: Sat, 25 Nov 1995 01:25:00 -0500 Organization: Information Retrieval Service Lines: 275 From The Archives, One Boy's Story, by Pat MacGregor. ------------------------------- cut here ------------------------------------ ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Pat MacGregor; one boy's story ---------------------------------------------------------------------- As far as I know (or can remember), I have always been gay and zoo. Not that I've always accepted it. I remember an incident when I was five or six, going into a taxidermist's shop and feeling up a stuffed cougar that was there to see if it had anything. I can remember getting this weird thrill when I discovered that he did. I remember once being mortified by my foster mother discovering some sexy cartoons I had drawn at the tender age of 12 (two people 69ing) and wanting to sink through the floor as she questioned me about it. As early as 11 I can remember getting so excited I could hardly stand it whenever a woof would show the slightest sexual interest in me. So many times I would be over at a friends place and their dog would start coming on to me. You know jumping up on me and grabbing at my legs, or if he was a big dog, knocking me down and trying to mount me. I can remember being so embarrassed because I wanted doggy to do what- ever it was that he was trying to do to me but also I didn't want my friends to know how much I wanted and liked it. For I knew without being told that this was something beyond the pale. I can remember feeling such a weird mix of embarrassment, lust and frustration. I'm sure a lot of my friends must have suspected my interests (I don't know of anybody else who was the 'victim' of so many canine sexual attacks as I was. I had dogs coming at me left and right)(wish that was still happening), but back then we just couldn't talk about things like that and what would they have said anyway. Certainly nothing positive. It wasn't until slightly before my 14th birthday that I found myself alone in a semi-private place with a big dog who was interested in me. It started out innocently enough. I was down at the beach late one summer's evening with a few of my friends. We were all playing Frisbee when this big German Shepherd came running up to us wanting to play too. Nobody seemed to know to whom he belonged (I had never seen him before and I knew almost every dog in the area), but he was friendly enough and I could never say no to a friendly canine; so we all took turns throwing the frisbee for him to chase. As the evening wore on, my friends left one by one until it was just the dog and I who remained. I was getting pretty tired by then and my arm was getting sore from all that throwing, so I plopped down on the sand for a rest. As soon as my buns hit the sand, the dog was all over me. No preliminaries or courtship behavior at all (though perhaps he considered the 'play' courtship), he just started trying to mount and fuck me. He was really big, outweighing me by ten pounds or so and strong. It was a real turn on to feel helpless in his paws. Within a very short time I was as aroused as he was and I had decided to let the nice doggy do to me what he so obviously wanted. I got on my hands and knees and let him mount me. I could feel his dick poking me through the cloth of my pants and shorts...it was so hot and sexy. I got this real crazy rush about then, everything just went red and my heart felt like it was going to leap out of my chest I was so excited. I didn't pause for niceitys like lube or anything, I just wanted it....now. I pulled down my pants and shorts and let him have me, right there on the beach. He entered me with a rush, burying his knot on the first thrust before it started to swell so there was little pain aside from the shock of being entered so quickly. Then he started humping me in earnest, battering me about most fiercely. As his knot swelled within me the pain started to mount, though there was little I could do about it by then. He was far too strong for me to push off or pull away from and by then we were firmly locked together anyway. He kept humping me harder and harder then crushed me to him with a powerful grip as his cock started throbbing within me. I realized he was cumming in me. I was ecstatic...totally gone on the sensation. When he finally dismounted I attempted to get up which was when I realized that we weren't finished yet, we were still tied. Now I had seen dogs copulate in the past, but somehow it didn't occur to me that we'd be tied like that. Just imagine the terror and apprehension that coursed through me as I thought of the various things which might happen...such as being discovered or just simply being stuck with his dick in me forever. Argh.......... I relaxed my ass as best I could and tried to squeeze him out like his dick was a really big turd..... I felt this painful tearing sensation as he yipped and came free... his cum and my blood ran down my legs in a flood...the pain was incredible....but still, I liked it. It was then that I first got a good look at what had been in me just moments before.........he was huge....I mean really big....at least eight inches in length and almost as thick as my wrist, the knot being almost as big as a tennis ball.....My mouth opened in a big 'o' as I gaped at what I had just been assaulted by...damn. Doggy came over to me and started licking the mess off my ass and legs. As his tongue scraped over my poor abused asshole I shuddered in pleasure as it blotted out the lancings of pain and replaced them with a warm relaxed feeling....I collapsed on the sand and let him minister to me as he wished. His tongue titillated and tortured me for nearly five minutes until he had me as clean as I was likely to get, then he went back to attend to his own toilet. I pulled on my clothes and split for home as it was getting rather late by then and I did have a curfew. It took quite a while to get there, and yes I was walking funny. When I got home, I immediately went into the bathroom to check myself out. There was a bit more blood in my shorts (I seeped blood for three more days) and my ass was incredibly tender (taking a dump was excru- ciating for the next four or five days), but the physical discomforts didn't bother me that much...I was so turned on by what had happened to me. I replayed the whole thing in my mind as I masterbaited and came more powerfully than I had in quite some time. Spraying myself in the face and even getting a bit in my hair and on the wall behind me. I never did see that particular dog again and several years passed before I again had an opportunity to experience 'ruff sex'. When the opportunity came though, I was more than ready. That opportunity didn't come until I was well into my twenties and wasn't as satisfying as the first one (a very nice Old English Sheep dog filled my ass with his cum and piss, but that's another story) though it was still exciting in the extreme. There were several other experiences over the years. All of them single encounters (in each case I never had a second experience with any of the dogs in question). I wanted more, but it just wasn't happening. Then I met Kato and things changed. Kato was a German Shepherd who belonged to a friend of mine named Bob. Now I was in the habit of going over to his house on a fairly regular basis and staying the night (no we weren't having sex, he's just a friend). Bob liked to party fairly heavily and usually by midnight or so,I was fairly stoned and unfit to be on the roads so I would usually crash on his couch. Bob had had Kato for a long time by this point and he and I were fairly friendly (he'd jump up on me and lick my face whenever I came over and wouldn't let me get away without petting him and rubbing his ears and belly), but up until then I hadn't ever thought of him in a sexual way. My last experience had been several years previous and as much as I had liked it, right then I was going through a non-sexual phase. One night however; while I was over at my friends place, all this changed. Bob had scored some tremendous hashish and we were all flying. Kato was there as always, friendly and playful. Kept on grabbing my wrist with his mouth, wanting to wrestle. Gently (always so gently), but insistent. It was as I remember a very hot night (high 90's and very humid) so when I crashed out on Bob's couch, I didn't bother with a sheet or undergarments. I just flopped out in the altogether, to be awakened in the middle of the night with Kato busily licking my dick and balls. Waking that way with Kato's mouth on my crotch completely blew me away and aroused all those old feelings. In an instant I had an erection like a steel post...I had to have him. Kato started licking my face. I opened my mouth and let him thrust his tongue inside, our salivas mingling. He was really horny that night. He put his forepaws up on the couch in back of my head so that he was standing over me, his heavy sheathed penis swaying just inches from my lips. About an inch of his cock protruded. A few drops of hot clear fluid jetted onto my face. His male scent hung strong in the air. I closed my lips over the tip of his cock and he started wildly thrusting into my mouth, sending spurt after spurt of hot pre-cum cascading down my throat. His knot was battering against my lips demanding entrance. Finding none, he withdrew and dismounted. A moment later, he again put his forepaws on the couch. This time trying to pull me off the couch and down to his level on the floor. I feigned reluctance and then allowed him to draw me down. Kato seemed to like to feel he was dominating me almost as much as I liked being dominated by him. It was a game we would come to play many times; but tonight was the first. He was masterful and slightly scary, but I wanted him to take me however he would. He growled playfully as if to say, "Now I have you!!" Now that I was on the floor he paused for a moment before continuing. He stood there for a moment with his tail wagging slowly, grinning his canine grin. He licked my face a couple of times and then again mounted me. This time with my head towards his genitalia. Almost before his forepaws were clasped about me he was frantically fucking my eager mouth sending more hot salty-sweet jets down my throat. I swallowed them eagerly trying to take as much of that potent tool into my mouth as I dared. His balls slapped against my chin from the force of his fucking. We continued on this way for many moments before he slowed and again dismounted. There was a long pause. Kato lay down for a moment and licked his cock and balls. Then he arose and again approached me, this time from the rear. He stood by my side and licked me just behind the ear as male dogs will often do to test if a bitch is willing to accept further advances. The touch of his tongue drove me wild; I was so eager, every nerve ending quivering with anticipation. My lover was going to take me now and make me his. He stood behind me and licked my ass. I shuddered with pleasure as that warm wide tongue scraped my asshole. He seemed to know what I liked and what I so desperately needed. As my rectal opening relaxed he licked more deeply and insistently. Then he mounted me, his forepaws locking about my waist in a grip like iron sheathed in hot fur. I could feel his cock; first stabbing against one asscheek, then the other. Then he found my asshole and entered with a single thrust. His licking had done its work well, there was no pain. As he sank his incredibly warm tool into me he uttered a soft growl as if to dare anyone to dispute his right to take this bitch. I was in ecstasy. My doggie daddy had me now and I was truly his. His grip about my waist tightened as he started fucking me. He was so excited, I knew he would cum soon. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass. I could feel his cock starting to swell. I felt a brief moment of anxiety as I felt his knot slip past my anal sphincter. There was no turning back now. His thrusting became more powerful as his cock swelled in my ass. He was shoving me about on the floor so strong were his movements. His rasping breath deepened to a hoarse grunting as he neared his climax. His cock continued to swell. Suddenly he clutched me to him with grip that forced the air from my lungs with a soft whoosh and made red flashes dance before my eyes. I could feel his cock throb and jerk as he pumped his seed into me. I reeled, nearly falling over from the force of his orgasm. He hung there for a long moment quivering before he slipped off me to finally stand there panting as we stood there tushe to tushe. Many moments passed. I could feel spurt after spurt of tremendously warm doggy cum flood my ass. There was so much of it that some of it trickled out past the tie and dripped audibly on the floor. After what seemed to be an endless time, his dick slipped out of my ass with a squelching plop. Cum ran down my legs in a flood as I collapsed to the floor completely spent. Kato retired a couple of paces to clean him- self as I lay on the floor drawing one shuddering breath after another. After a few moments, Kato came over to me and started licking my well fucked ass. It felt even better than before. After he had cleaned me thoroughly he tried to roll me over on my back with his paws. I eagerly complied. As I lay there on my back (me being ever the submissive bitch) he started avidly licking my cock and balls. I reached down to jerk myself off but he gently but firmly took my hand in his mouth as if to say, "No, we're going to do it MY way." I relaxed and let him do as he wished. His licking was excruciatingly delicious. I could feel my balls starting to tighten as orgasm roared upon me with freight train speed and unstoppability. Suddenly I came, shooting spurt after spurt on my chest and into my face. Kato was all over me; licking it off, paying special attention to my face and mouth. I opened my lips to allow his eagerly licking tongue entrance. I could taste both of our seminal fluids as I gratefully French kissed him. Then he lay down beside me and laid his muzzle on my chest. I rubbed his ears for a moment then slowly drifted off to sleep.............. Thus began an affair that lasted nearly two years, during which time I came to know and love Kato's many moods and faces. There were nights when he'd practically rape me before I could get my clothes off. Other times he'd be coy wanting to be cajoled and coaxed, making me beg for it. On still other occasions when he wasn't feeling sexual, he would snuggle with me and and we would wind up sleeping on the rug together, using each other as a pillow. Always he was sweet and loving, seeming never to tire of being near me. I could have gone on like that forever, but time passes and changes all. Bob found a really nice piece of property in Florida and moved there, taking Kato with him. That was almost three years ago. Just recently I visited them there. Kato was glad to see me (as always), but he wasn't the same happy go lucky stud puppy that I had come to know and love here in New York. Father time had come to sit with him and had rested his bony hand on his shoulder. Kato was now nearly nine years old, not fantastically old for a dog but getting up there for a Shepherd. Still friendly and loving as ever, but moving a lot more slowly. He would happily lick me for hours, but mounting me was beyond him. His back was starting to go. Spending time with him was a joy tempered with frustration; but it was with a sigh of sorrow as I said farewell to Bob and Kato to return to NYC, for I still loved the dog even though what we once had would never be again.