XXX-Fiction

Growing up in rural Alabama, I found myself alone in the woods often. I found it peaceful, walking the miles and miles of game trails is a good way to keep in shape. Back then I was a lean, scrawny nineteen-year-old, with a messy straw-blond head of hair. My mom always joked I still looked fourteen, given how short and skinny I was. Something that plagued me for a long time, as it wasn’t until I was in my late twenties that people stopped asking me for ID to get into clubs, or buy alcohol in bars. I guess I was a late bloomer, as I never grew pubic hair until I was eighteen, didn’t need to shave until I was twenty-five.

Anyway, this particular hike something happened that one would call a major event in a young lad’s life. I had decided to only wear shorts and runners (no socks) as it was one of those balmy Alabama days. As the heat of midday beats down on me, sweat poured off my young body. I walked along the trail looking out for familiar landmarks that told me I was nearing a cooling creek that ran through the forest. Finally, after what felt like hours, I heard the babbling of its waters. Hopping along I quickly pulled off my shoes, and tossed them onto the bank. Then, after checking for any other signs of other life, I slid my thumbs under the waistband of my shorts and peeled them from my sweaty skin releasing the uncut member between my legs. I guess being such a late bloomer, I was never the most well-endowed guy in high school, but at three-inches flaccid I didn’t mind. It grew to a nice six-inch dick, so I had nothing to complain about in that department.

Wading out into the middle of the creek, I squatted down into the waist deep waters and revelled in the refreshing stream. Just as I had begun to relax, I heard the crunching of leaves. Fearing that someone would see me out here in the buff, I scanned the edge of the water. I breathed a sigh of relief as my neighbour’s dog, Butch, came trudging through the bushes with his nose to the ground. Butch was a grey and black Husky and Shepherd mix. He must have seen me leaving and decided to follow me out. Seeing me his ears perked up, and he began to pace back and forth on the bank before jumping out into the creek.

I didn’t care much to remain in the water with the dog so close. Butch was known around our neighbourhood to be a bit aggressive. So I began to make my way back to my few clothes. As I passed him, Butch turned around, and once again started following me. Back on land, I bent over to pick up my shorts and nearly let out a yelp when something cold dug itself into the crack of my ass. Standing up, I shooed Butch away thinking nothing of it, before returning to grab my shorts.

This time I got knocked to my knees as Butch wrapped his paws around my ribs. I gasped as my hands smacked down onto the muddy bank, and he began to hump me like a crazy dog. My first reaction was to laugh, dogs humping legs and shit always amused me as a kid.

I tried to shake him off, but he held me firmly. “Butch, what the hell?” I shouted in exasperation.

A low, menacing growl in my ear froze me in fear. What was happening? What was Butch doing?

Something pressed between my ass cheeks, sending shivers down my spine and answering my questions. Butch was going to try to fuck me and there’s nothing I could do to stop him. I felt the colour drain from my face, and my stomach leapt into my throat. I opened my mouth to scream for help, but thought better of it. What if someone actually did come to help me, I wondered? I would be mortified if they saw me like this, being made into a bitch by some dog. No way would I let that happen. So I bit my lip, closed my eyes, and prayed that it would be over quicker.

Now I had never thought of myself as gay, or even Bi, but at the moment when his throbbing dog cock found its mark and pressed into me for the first time I squealed like a pig. I’m not kidding as it fucking hurt. My ass was a virgin prior to this and I thought it would stay that way. I literally felt like he was going to rip me in two. Butch wasn’t being gentle either, once he penetrated me he began fucking me like a wild beast.

His cock felt so big inside my boyish body. I swayed back and forth as he fucked me, my hands stuck in the mud. The pain began to ease a little after a while, turning into a burning sensation. Then I felt something begin to tingle in the pit of my stomach. Something that almost felt pleasurable. Butch pulled out again, before slamming his rod deep into my ass. My jaw dropped and I let out a squeak of pain, before covering my mouth with my hand. The burning friction seemed unbearable on my anus. He thrust himself in and out of me like a piston. Something buzzed under the pain. As the pain began to subside it became clearer, and the tingling in my stomach became more intense. Looking under my belly I was shocked to see that my cock was now throbbing hard and my sheath was dripping with precum.

As Butch continued to pound my ass I felt his grip begin to tighten as something round at the base of his member began to pop in and out of my hole, and it was getting bigger with each thrust. In and out, and in and out, until with one final excruciatingly painful thrust, Butch shoved his knot into me. I moaned as it grew bigger and bigger and pressed hard into my prostate. Finally, I couldn’t take any more and with the most powerful orgasm of my entire life, my cock jerked and bounced and spurted hot frothy cum onto the ground beneath me.

Shuddering, I buried my forehead into my shorts, as Butch began to fidget above me. He wriggled and twisted and as he got off and turned away from me, it felt like he was going to pull my guts out. Still panting from my intense climax, I gave a sigh as I felt that he must have been through, but I had never been more wrong. After about five minutes of being tied, I felt that maybe I should try to pull him out of me. Reaching back, I felt around, but when my fingers brushed the base of his cock, Butch let out a yelp and nipped at my hand. I jerked back before he could do any real damage and tried to lean forward, but that only made him go the opposite direction and drag me with him. I was stuck.

I must have been tied to Butch for well over an hour because later I found that my back was sunburned from my neck to my ass. After what felt like an eternity of panic, Butch began to pull away and with a sloppy pop, pulled himself out of my aching hole. Instantly doggy cum began to pour down my balls and form a puddle under me. I stood up shakily feeling my insides shifting back into place, and even more cum dribbled down between my legs.

I waded back into the creek and sat in the cool water to give my ass some relief. It worked. As I sat there, my head spinning about being raped by Butch, he just sat on the bank licking his dick clean, licking his lips, panting madly, and looking like he was king shit. I decided it was time to head home and walked out of the creek. As soon as I did Butch was up and sniffing around me. He licked my dick and balls and my ass, while I tried to fend him off.

“No! Bad dog! Get away from me!” I shouted at him.

He just ignored me, and began jumping up on me with his red dick sticking out of his sheathe again. I pushed him off a few times, but he was strong and knocked me over. My body covered in scratches by this point. In the end I gave up and assumed the position, Butch was on top of me in no time and his big thick cock slid into my stretched asshole with ease. “I guess I’m your bitch now,” I said as he began to fuck me.

The pain wasn’t bad at all this time, but the burning friction on my anus and his stimulation of my prostate soon made my cock rock hard. I put my head down, which enabled him to penetrate my young body, even deeper, violating me. This also enabled me to be able to reach under and start to jerk-off as he fucked me. My cock was slimy with pre-cum, and slid between my fingers easily. I have to admit I came pretty quickly, and it felt wonderful.

It didn’t take as long for Butch this time and he soon had me knotted and pumped me again full of his cum. This time it must’ve been only about twenty-minutes and pulled out. I guess dogs are like men, that cumming a second time, so quickly, there’s often less sperm than the first. Putting on my shorts, I didn’t even care to rinse off in the creek this time. My head was swimming, I didn’t even grab my shoes. I just started walking down the trail in a daze.

The sun was beginning to sink behind the trees by the time I finally walked out of the woods, and my neighbour was just pulling up from work. I jumped as Butch barked behind me and ran to his master, tail wagging like crazy. As the fog wore off the pain was kindled back to life.

“Are you OK? You look a mess,” my neighbour asked.

I shrugged. “Yeah, I had a fall through some brambles and it scratched the crap out of me. I guess that’ll teach me not to wear a shirt,” I said, and grimaced.

He smiled at me in a way that made me feel like he didn’t believe me. “Guess so, as long as you’re OK.”

“Well… I need a shower, so if you don’t mind…”

“Sure… Take care,” he said.

I limped through the yard to my back door. Before heading inside I glanced one last time to my neighbours. He was still in his driveway standing with Butch at his side looking at me. On his face was a grin that told me that he had a good idea what had really happened. I wasn’t in the mood to discuss it with him now. My body hurts, and my ass burned. I really just needed time to process it all.

The End.