My first submission and feedback welcome to JDMad @lycos.com.  This is the first of a series about my own experiences with dogs.

My earliest memories of having a fascination with dogs and sex were when I was about 13.  My dad always had small beagles for hunting and there were always 3 to5 of them around the house.  We lived in a rural area with only a couple houses within walking distance so the dogs were free to roam.  One bitch was almost always either raising or carrying a litter of pups.  The dogs that she bred with were her own sons, each of them taking turns, which fascinated me.  I would try to get somewhere where they were taking turns so that I could watch and beat off.

 

One day they were breading back in a small patch of trees that hid me and them from view. The males that were waiting while one was tied to the bitch were so turned on and jumping around, I could see their dicks poking out and dripping.  On an impulse, as one of the males came near me and sniffed my now wet dick, I reached down and grabbed his dick sheath and pushed it back so his red dick cock was showing.  He seemed to like it, taking a lick at my dick and tasting the pre-cum, started really licking away. I pumped my dick and started stroking his cock.  He started humping my hand and his cock started growing bigger.  More and more of it came out of the sheath and a small knot popped out.  I shifted my hand from the sheath so it now was on the dog’s wet red and growing cock.  He kept humping, moving over and grabbing my hand with a front paw on each side of my hand. His paws pushed my hand tighter against his cock and his pumping became furious.  I felt the knot getting bigger and bigger in my hand while a clear fluid started squirting out the end of his cock. As his pace started slowing I could feel the dick pumping out his cum with the dick jerking with every squirt.  He finally stopped pumping but he still held my hand in place on his cock and his dick still jerked and spurted cum about once a second.  After about a minute he let go of my hand and dropped down on all four paws.  He just stood there as I released my grip, and his cock hung way down, the knot keeping it from retracting back into the sheath.  I don’t think he wanted it to retract though because he was still cumming, the tip of his dick jumping up a couple of inches with each time a jet of cum.  Man was that a turn-on.  He stood there just looking into space with almost a smile on his face as he kept cumming for about 10 minutes. When my hand released his cock, I took the opportunity with my right hand now free to really pump my dick.  It only took a few strokes until my spunk started shooting out.  One of the other males immediately came over and licked the cum from my dick until it was too sensitive for more stimulation. 

 

After that first experience I found that I could jack off any of the males at any time, whether the female was in heat or not.  They all liked it and would follow me and gather round me when I went to the place in the trees.  As I would take my dick out to beat off, they would jump up and try to lick it.  With them around me I could jack off two at a time, and usually there would be a third licking my dick or ass while waiting his turn.  Man was it hot watching the two that were cumming with their dicks hanging down, while I was jacking off another one with my left hand and pumping my own dick with my right.  That patch of ground was well fertilized with cum since I got to do this routine at least twice a week for a couple of years. 

 

Mean time, I also found that our small Chihuahua female liked to get off too.  We had a basement that could only be entered from outside the house, and was not really finished.  It had a concrete floor but hardly anything else.  The washing machine was the only thing of significance down there besides things I brought down for play. It was an ideal place for a young boy to keep his magazines hidden for jackoff sessions during the day or evening when things got boring.  Our little pet Chihuahua, Teeny, often followed me down there, but since she didn’t have a dick for me to stroke, didn’t think of her sexually.  That changed one evening while she was down there with me, as I had my Playboy spread out on a table while I sat on a bench jacking off.  When my first jet of cum spurted out on the concrete floor, I didn’t see that she was licking it up, but felt her tongue when she started cleaning the head of my dick.  After that, when she was down there, I would get on my knees and she would lick my dick as a jacked off. As I started cumming she would eagerly lap up the cum, further stimulating me to a harder orgasm.  One time while she was licking me as I was pounding away, I wondered if she got wet smelling my dick.  I carefully eased my hand under her belly and felt for her pussy.  I found that I didn’t need to be careful.  When she felt my finger touch her pussy, she hunched forward pushing my finger harder against her opening.  I switched to my small finger which I thought might fit up into her little hole.  Like the male dogs she moved over and grabbed my hand with her paws as started humping like the male dogs.  I was startled but was really surprised with my little finger went sliding up inside her.  She was panting as she humped and suddenly I could feel her pussy rhythmically contracting on my finger.  She slowed down her pumping motion, but like the males, she too kept hold of my hand as she stood there with my little finger in her.  Her pussy muscles were still squeezing and relaxing and she was panting from all the exertion.  It didn’t take me long to get a good cum started as I kneeled there with a finger up her snatch. She held on to my hand as she still licked my cum from my dick.  After that I could have dog sex more often, but I still liked jacking the male dogs best. 

 

It was a few years later before I had a new dog experience.  I had moved to a nearby town as I was going to college, in my first year.  My younger brother had gotten 3 Vizsla hunting dogs, two males and one female.  Vizslas are used as pointers for bird hunting, and as I found, a good size for giving a fucking.  Vizslas have a reddish/pink nose and about a 10 inch tail, but his were about 50 pounds, and about 2 feet high at the shoulder.  They are an extremely friendly dog, love to be handled.  .  They were caged in a run lot at the back of the house (they still lived at the same place I grew up).  I petted and played with them before, and wondered if they would like to be jacked off too but never had a chance to try.

 

My parents and brother were going on vacation and asked if I would come over each day to feed and water the dogs.  The beagles just needed their dry food bowls filled and the water trough filled each day.  I had to get in the run lot with the Vizslas to retrieve their food and water bowls so I thought this would be my opportunity to see if the dogs would like to be jacked off.  The first day I went over for the feeding, I took care of the beagles quickly and moved down to the run lot. I opened the gate and gathered up the water and feed bowls. All three of the dogs came over eagerly wanting attention as well as their daily feeding.  I went back to the house and filled the bowls and brought them back to the lot.  The lot was too visible from the road for me to take any chances with playing with them there. I had spotted a lead leash hanging over the fence when I went in to get the bowls.  I knew that the dogs would be too distracted eating if I put the food in the run lot before trying anything.  One of the males, Jim, had seemed friendlier than the other male so I got the leash and attached it to his collar.  I lead him up to the house down into the still unfinished basement.  I closed the door and took the leash off.  He eagerly came over to me, wanting me to pet him and trying to stand up and lick my face.  My pants quickly dropped to the floor and I discarded my underwear.  Jim started sniffing at my crotch and wagging his tale… so good, so far.  I squatted and stretched the foreskin back from my uncircumcised dick.  He quickly started licking and showing a lot of interest in my ass too.  I let him lick my dick and ass for a couple of minutes before trying anything with him, not knowing how he would react.  It would be hard to explain if the dog had bitten my dick while we were in the house basement!   Satisfied that he was friendly, I started rubbing his back and then moved down his sides.  Then my hand was on his belly near his front legs and he was just standing there enjoying the attention.  My rubs went further and further back until the edge of my hand touched the tip of his dick sheath.  He didn’t flinch so I ventured further, moving my hand gently over his dick covering.  He stood still, just wagging his tail.  I slowly gripped the sheath and started pulling it back.  At first the covering didn’t move much and his dick seemed to be too high and not aligned with the opening.  My hand again gripped the shaft and slowly moved back and forth in a jacking motion.  Slowly the red tip of his dick started moving out of the covering.  As I gained confidence that he wasn’t going to attack, I moved a little faster and his back started bowing up.  I pulled the sheath way aback and a long thin dick came out, about 6 inches worth.  It was just starting to get thick and there was no sign of a knot.  As I picked up speed with my jacking, his dick got thicker much quicker and I felt the knot forming at the base of the dick, but still inside the sheath.  I pulled back harder to get the knot out before it got too big to pop out of the small sheath opening.  I’d learned that from playing with the beagles.  With the growing knot now out, I moved my hand down to his now wet and growing red prick.  All of a sudden he started humping and panting hard.  I moved my knee over and put his chest on it so he could grasp my leg while humping.  My hand would never support the large dog if he wanted to grab it like the beagles.  His dick ballooned and the knot grew to the size of a tennis ball.  The cum squirts started and my leg was getting splashed with each spasm.  Since I was jacking Jim with my left hand (habit from playing with the beagles), my right hand was free to pound my own dick as the dog stared into space, still humping my hand and the knot and dick as hard as steel.  I was holding on tightly to his dick, feeling the huge pulses in the tube that runs along the bottom of his as each clear, watery load of spunk squirted out.  He finally stopped the humping and, like the beagles, he stood there, me holding the hard throbbing dick, and he was just staring into space with the continuing orgasm.  I let go of the dick so I could concentrate on getting my rocks off, and it jerked up about 4 or 5 inches with each load of cum that came out.  The cum was clear and came out in a really thin, but forceful, stream. My dick was so hard that I thought that I was made of steel.  This was so much better than with the small beagles!  I felt my balls tighten and my dick got so stiff it almost hurt.  Then that feeling of relief as the first jet of cum squirted out on to the dogs shoulder.  He turned to look at my dick and slowly started licking the cum as it squirted from my cock.  Jim’s dick was still bobbing and shooting but he lay down and started licking his dick.  Finally it started deflating and retracting into his body.  He slowly stood up as I connected the leash to his collar again.  I knew then that I had to try to get him to fuck me in the ass the next day. 

 

I was anxious the whole next day as I waited for the time to go to feed the dogs again.  I think that my shorts were wet the whole day as the pre-cum leaked every time I moved.  When I arrived there, I quickly took care of the beagles and didn’t waste time getting their bowls filled first.  I went to the lot and grabbed the leash and clipped it to a dancing and seeming excited Jim. I think that he knew that he was going to get his rocks off again, but he didn’t know that I had more of a surprise in store for him. 

 

(I’ll finish this part as soon as I can.) I really didn’t mean to stop here but just ran out of time. There are at least three other dogs that I’ll tell you about when I get a chance to write more.

 

JD