One Sunday I went down to the park and ran into Mr. Streeter, another friend of my parents walking towards me with his dog Buckles. Buckles was a greyhound who used to race but was now just his spoiled little baby. The Streeters had no children, just Buckles.

"Danny, I'm glad I found you. I called your mom and she said you were at the park."

"Hello Mr. Streeter, how are you today?"

"Please, call me Bill and I'd be doing a lot better if you could do me a huge favor."

"What's that Mr. Stree....Bill?"

"My boss gave me tickets to the theater tonight. The show starts in a few hours. I expect that we'll be back by tonight but may end up staying over in the city. I can't leave Buster alone for that long and he doesn't get along with most strangers. I know that the two of you have played ball here in the park and he seems to like you. I was wondering if you could watch him while we were gone. I already asked your Mom and she said it would be OK.

"Sure.....you want me to take him home with me?"

"Actually, I was thinking you could just walk back to my house with us. His food and everything are there and it would be easier for you to watch him there."

"Sure thing. Can we stop by my house so I can get some things to do?"

"My wife and I really need to get going as it is a 3 hour trip. I have some video tapes and things you can do."

"OK."

We walked to his house and they gave me a rundown of what to do. I took Buckles out to the backyard "Potty Area" so I knew where it was and put food and water in his dish. After they were sure I was OK, they left for the city.

They had been gone about an hour when I had to pee so I went into the bathroom. Buckles followed me in and watched as I peed. It was only fair I guess, I had watched him when we were outside. After I was done we went back into the TV Room (it was in the basement) and I turned on some show. I looked down and noticed that Buckles was licking himself.

"Neat trick....wish I could do that."

Then I got to thinking....maybe I could. I went and made sure all the doors were locked, then came back and stripped off all of my clothes. I was thin and kinda limber so I got down on the floor and bent my head towards my knees while lifting my crotch towards my face. To my surprise, I found I could lick the tip of my cock with my tongue. I tried bending a little more forward and found I could take about 2 inches of my cock into my mouth. This was cool. I could give myself a blowjob.. This was definitely going to come in handy. I couldn't get any more in, nor could I reach my balls to lick them like Buckles could, but this was still great.

I looked over and saw that Buckles had stopped licking himself and now was watching me. I stopped sucking myself off and reached over and started to rub his tummy as I knew he liked that. He immediately rolled over on his back, giving me better access to his tummy. It was then that I noticed that his pink cock was coming out of his sheath. I had never seen a dog cock before and the sight got me horny. I would have never of thought that the sight of a dog cock would turn me on.

I reached down and started to stroke his sheath, which just made his cock come out a little more. As I started to give him a handjob, he seemed to enjoy it. I saw what appeared to be doggy precum oozing out of the tip of his penis so I bent down to lick it up. Dog cock tastes nothing like human cock, but I still liked it. I started licking all around the head and before I knew it I was taking about 3 inches into my mouth. He rolled over towards one side and my head moved with him. I turned myself around so I could get to his pink cock better. As I did this, my cock came into line with his mouth and he started to lick my cock and balls. Wow, what a feeling. His long, coarse tongue swirling over my cock and balls sent shivers through me, making me even hornier. I started sucking him even faster. He started to twitch and I could feel his cock throb then felt streams of warm liquid in my mouth. He was cumming in my mouth. I was having my first (but by no means my last) taste of doggy cum. I hungrily sucked down every drop. As I was licking the last few drops off, I suddenly blew my load all over Buckles' face. He used his tongue to lick it up before returning to licking my cock and balls. It was one of the best cums I had ever had.

I was laying there thinking of what an interesting turn of events this had become when I was suddenly started by the phone. I got up to answer it and Buckles jumped up as well. It was Mr. Streeter informing me that they had gotten there and they would probably be home later that evening, around 11:00. I looked at the clock and saw it was just past 4:00 so I had seven hours to spend with my new found lover and had no problem saying it would be OK. I started to wonder what he would think if he knew I was standing there naked with the taste of his dog's cock and cum in my mouth.

"Any problems with Buckles?"

"Nope, he has been great"

"Yeah, he is a wonderful dog."

"That he is Mr. Streeter...that he is."

I looked down at Buckles and saw he was at his dish getting a drink of water. I hung up with Mr. Streeter and walked over to him. As he switched to his food bowl (dry), I got down on my hands and knees and started lapping at the water like a dog. Don't laugh, it's harder than you think. As I was drinking, Buckles started to growl at me. I bumped him with my hip, the way I had seen dogs play. He bumped back. I kept lapping up the water and we both bumped each other back and forth. He had stopped growling at me and was now being very playful.

I got tired of trying to drink out of a dog bowl (even though it was raised off the ground) and headed back to the couch, still on my hands and knees like a dog. I guess the playing with Buckles had gotten him going more than I thought. I had a quick sensation of movement behind me and suddenly felt Buckles jump up on my back. Fortunately, his claws had been removed at some point so he didn't claw me. His hips were thrusting and I could feel his hard cock stabbing at the air and occasionally bumping my butt cheeks. He was trying to fuck me but I wasn't sure I was ready to try that. That decision was taken out of my hands with his next thrust. His cock somehow found my hole and popped right it. He lurched forward and drove his cock all the way into me. To be honest, it felt pretty nice. At first. He was fucking away at my ass, going deeper each time. A dog thrusts much faster than a man does. He seemed to be getting harder and harder and I could feel his cock throbbing and growing inside of me. About one second too late, I remembered that dogs have knots which they use to keep their cock inside bitches when they fuck them. I tried to pull off but it was too late, his knot was fully engorged and he was buried inside of me. The feel of his knot moving back and forth inside of me was incredible. It was by far the biggest thing I had ever had in my ass (and I had been fucked by some pretty big cocks in my life and fisted a few times as well). After a few minutes, I got used to it and started to just enjoy the ride. He fucked away at my ass for about five minutes or so before I felt a warm gush in my bowels and I knew he was cumming in me. I couldn't believe I was being fucked doggy style...by a real doggy who had just cum in my ass.

I figured he would just pull out now that he was done but he kept pounding away at me. I didn't find out until later that dogs go for quite a while, cumming several times to ensure they inseminate the female dog. After about 15 more minutes of getting my ass pounded, I started to get a little sore. I tried to move forward to force him out of me but he would have none of that. He wrapped his paws around my midsection and started fucking me even harder. It appeared that I was his bitch now. I was at his mercy. Every time I felt him cum into me, I thought he would stop, but he didn't. At the 45 minute mark, I was really beginning to panic. How long would he keep fucking me? Would the Streeters come home and find their dog humping away at a 13 year old boy?

I made my mind up that the next time he came, I was going to try to escape the now no longer pleasurable fucking I was getting. In fact, it had turned somewhat into a rape. I felt him tense up and knew I had to make my move. As he started to erupt into me for like the tenth time, I jerked to my left, rolling over. He flew off of me, his cock springing out of my ass with a loud popping sound. His current load of cum, along with the numerous loads he had already shot into me which had been held in place by his knot started spewing all over the place. I quickly sat up on my butt so he couldn't get to it. When I threw him off, he landed in a heap a few feet away, making a yelping sound. He immediately went over to the corner and started licking himself.

I quickly got up and ran into the bathroom, closing the door behind me so Buckles wouldn't follow me in. I could still feel his cum running out of my ass and down my leg. I stood in front of the mirror and looked over my shoulder at my ass and saw that it was still gaping. I quickly cleaned myself up, then went into the TV room again. Buckles was lying next to the couch. I reached down and gave him a pat on the head to let me know that I wasn't really mad at him. He responded by licking my hand. He was still licking it I found myself getting hard again.

I didn't let him fuck me anymore (at least not that day, anyway) but did jack and suck him off a few more times. I loved the way his knot got hard and he loved it when I stroked his knot. I made sure that every time he came, my mouth was wrapped around his dick so I could drink it all. Right after his third blowjob, I was lying on my back when I noticed Buckles lift his right leg and started pissing on my chest and face. Even though this wasn't my first experience with piss, it was excitedly different.

Around 10:00, I cleaned up (there was cum and dog piss everywhere). Fortunately, it was just on the floor and not on the furniture. I had just gotten it all clean and was sitting on the couch when I heard the door open and the Streeters come in I was on the couch and Buckles was sitting at my feet with his head in my lap, getting a head scratch. He didn't even look up at Mr. Streeter or his wife.

"Buckles didn't give you a hard time, did he son?"

It was hard alright, but not in the way he meant. He thanked me again for watching Buckles, then gave me ten dollars. I declined but he insisted. Did taking his money for letting his dog fuck me make me a "Dog-Whore"? Oh well, it was easy money for a fun time.

Mr. Streeter drove me home as it was dark. When I got there, I immediately took a long hot bath before getting into bed. The next thing I knew it was 9:30 the next morning and my mom was calling me for breakfast. I told her I wasn't feeling very well and wanted to stay in bed. She sent my brother up with a plate for me. He knew immediately that something was wrong. I wasn't sure why, but I told him everything that had happened with Buckles. I mean, he had fucked me several times so I thought he'd be cool with it.

"You fucked a dog!!!!!?"

"Well, actually the dog fucked me but, yes.....I had sex with a dog."

I showed him my ass, He told me that it looked OK (and he had seen it enough so he should know). He said he knew the perfect thing to make me feel better. He gave me a blowjob, I returned the favor, then went back to sleep.