Adam And The Young German Shepherd
This is an offshoot from In My Wildest Dreams. It's forty-six years in the future and Adam is retired as a teacher from his Alma Mater, but is still the Track and Field and the Cross Country Coach and also the faculty advisor for the conservation club. School has just let out for the summer and his favorite student has just graduated and he's feeling a bit melancholy.
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Adam And The Young German Shepherd
I'd just finished my breakfast of steak and eggs and was sitting on the porch finishing my coffee. It was a beautiful day. School had just let out for the summer a week ago. Normally I would be out fishing but we had heavy rains yesterday so the creek was too high to fish. So I was contemplating how my life was going.
I'm Adam, a 64 year old Irish Setter. I've been retired for a little over 2 years. I have a modest three bedroom ranch house here in the middle of the woods on 35 acres. The privacy is great, although I'm sometimes spied on by deer, coyotes, raccoons, foxes, squirrels, cottontails, turkeys, opossums and even the occasional black bear. That's not a complaint at all, it's all very peaceful. Even though I'm retired I'm still rather busy and involved. When I retired from teaching they let me continue coaching Track and Field and Cross Country. I still run with the team, and although I can't keep up with the better runners these days because of my age, I'm still in great shape. My waist is only an inch or two more than when I was in high school and I still have a "hint" of a six pack. I weigh about 30 pounds more, but that is mainly because of extra muscle mass from serious weight lifting.
I am. In addition to helping the state stock trout in the streams in the area, I also teach the students how to tie flies and cast a fly rod. During trout season I often take members of the group out fly fishing on Sundays. It's the only day that we don't have school or Track meets.
Because of the nature of the activities I'm involved with I'm actually a rather popular teacher, or now ex-teacher. Of course we all have our favorites, certain students that have more of a passion for the things I teach. The end of the school year is often a bit melancholy. Sometimes some of your favorite students are graduating. When one does it's like little part of you is torn away from you.
I had one of those students graduate this year, a German Shepherd Dog named Jason. He was near and dear to my heart, he reminded me so much of myself. He was one of four students that finished with a 4.0 GPA, just like I did. He also won the State Championship in Cross Country in the fall as a senior and the 3200 meters in the spring in track, like I had done forty-six years earlier. I had coached a lot of really good runners, but he was the only state champion I'd ever coached.
He also was very involve in the conservation club and soaked up everything I taught about fly tying and fly fishing like the proverbial sponge. I would have liked to have spent more time fishing with him, but we already had a closer relationship than I was comfortable about having with a student. Technically there really wasn't any conflict anymore since he was no longer a student. But he would have to approach me about it if that was what he desired.
I knew all about the conflicts with students and teachers. I was on the opposite side of this equation when I was a student. There was a handsome young teacher who was also my Track and Cross Country coach, who I had the world's biggest crush on. I won't go into it much since I wrote about it in detail in "In My Wildest Dreams". Coach Bart was a handsome Doberman, who monopolized my waking hours and my dreams.
I had just finished up my coffee and was just about to take it in and put it in the dishwasher when I saw a familiar dog walking down the lane to my house, so I just sat my coffee cup on the railing of the porch and waited to see what he was here for. As he got close it appeared like he'd been crying, he looked really shook up.
As he walked up to the porch I asked, "Jason, what's wrong?"
"I don't know how to approach this, but can I stay here for a couple of days until I find a place to stay?" He asked, barely keeping his composure.
"Why would you need to stay here?"
"My Dad kicked me out..."
This made no sense, I knew his dad. He was a member of the police department. He'd always seemed close to his son, unlike how my stepfather Wilbur had been with me. He came to all of the meets and often took Jason fishing. They seemed to have a great relationship.
"Why did he kick you out?" I asked.
"I don't want to say..." He choked out as the tears started running down his cheeks again.
"But if you're going to stay here I need to know why he kicked you out." I said, worried about what heinous thing he'd done to merit being thrown out.
"But if I tell you, you'll hate me..." He replied.
"Did you steal from him?"
"No Sir."
"Are you taking drugs."
"Come on Coach, you know I don't even drink."
"I need to know. If it was so bad that your father kicked you out, I need to know so I can decide if it's safe to let you stay here." I said, confused of what he could have possibly done.
"My Dad had to use my laptop to contact the department. I hadn't signed off or erased my browser history. And he saw the sites I'd been looking at..."
"What kind of sites were you looking at?" I asked.
"They were porn sites..." He said unable to meet my eyes.
"That doesn't make any sense. All young men are at least curious about porn, I'm sure your dad has looked at porn." There had to be something I was missing.
The other shoe dropped and he replied, "It was gay porn. He questioned me and I finally admitted that I thought I was gay. He completely lost it. I can't even remember all that he said, but it was something about not being willing to have a gay dog under his roof. He disowned me and kicked me out."
"That's all?" I asked incredulously.
"Is that ALL? You mean you don't hate me?"
"Of course I don't, although you might not want to stay now that I know."
"Why?" He asked.
"Well now that I know that you're gay I might try to seduce you. You may not want to get hit on by an old fart like me." I said jokingly, trying to add some levity to the situation.
"Sir, you wouldn't have to try very hard. Most of my fantasies are about you, but I never dreamed that you might be interested in me..."
I stepped forward and hugged him. At first it was just to comfort him. He buried his muzzle into the hollow of my neck and I just held him for a couple of minutes. Then I noticed that he'd gotten hard and I could feel him against my crotch, despite the fact that we had jeans and underwear on. Of course that started my cock hardening too.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked.
"No Sir. I've never touched another guys junk before. I don't have any idea of how to know who's gay. Plus whenever I think about sex I think about you. I can feel that you're getting hard. Can I suck your cock? I've fantasized about it since I started running Cross Country as a freshman. You're a real stud."
I always had a hard time thinking of myself as such. I was well endowed, sporting eight and a half inches with a nice girth, but I always compared myself with Coach Bart who literally had a foot long cock.
"You really want to?" I asked.
"Yes Sir!" He said dropping to his knees in front of me. At first I'd had some reservations but there was not really a conflict here. He was no longer a student and he was 18 years old. That was enough for me. I'd been lonely since Bart had passed away a couple of years ago.
His paws deftly unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped them. I still had a thirty inch waist, despite my age, so they fell down to my ankles. He put his paws in the waistband of my boxer briefs and pulled them down. I stepped out of them and the jeans. I was standing naked on the porch, but being in the middle of the woods there was complete privacy.
To my surprise he didn't rush. He took a deep sniff of my pubes. I'm sure I was emitting powerful dominance pheromones. He let out a low moan and reached out with his paw to cup my balls in it. All he said was "WOW!"
He'd seen me many times in the shower, but he'd never seen me with an erection. At 64 my dick doesn't get hard every time the wind blows, but I can still get it up with the right stimulation, And the sight of an 18 year old pup kneeling in front of me and drooling at the thought of sucking my cock definitely qualifies for that.
I wasn't sure if he was having second thoughts or just savoring the moment. But that was answered almost immediately as he skinned my sheath back until just the head of my cock was exposed. He brought his head forward and took me into his muzzle. He closed his lips around my cock and used them to peel my sheath back as he slid forward. He gagged with about two inches to go, but he backed off a little and then moved forward. I could feel the head of my cock slip into his throat as he continued down my shaft until his nose came up against my pubes.
"That's a good boy!" I said as I put my paw on top of his head and rustled his headfur. I wasn't going to guide him, I'd let him take it at his own speed this first time. It was enough of a high just to watch this handsome young dog worshiping me.
He bobbed up and down on my cock several times then he backed off until just the head of my cock was in his mouth and started to flutter his tongue on the underside of it. In my younger years that might have been enough to get me off, but now I had much more staying power. But I didn't want to get off just yet. So I pulled out of his eager muzzle.
He looked disappointed. "Did I do something wrong Sir?"
I grabbed him by the armpits and lifted him to his feet. "You did nothing wrong pup, but I think we should take this to the bedroom. I think I need to perform a cherryectomy..."
"That's clever Sir!"
"Well I guess I should ask if you are going to surrender to me first." I asked, pretty much knowing the answer.
"I'd give anything for you to take my virginity. Even if it's just a one time thing. You've been my hero since the first time I met you." He replied.
I pulled his head toward mine and ran my tongue across his teeth. He immediately opened his mouth, surrendering to my tongues invasion. We tongue wrestled for a moment before I broke the kiss.
"Now I know why dogs like kissing so much." He said a bit breathlessly.
"You've never been kissed before?" I asked incredulously.
"I've never done anything with anybody. I'm not interested in bitches and I was scared to come out to other dogs."
"So you're a total virgin?" I asked.
"Yes Sir. I'm sorry."
"There's nothing to be sorry about. I want to be your first in everything. At least I won't have to break you of any bad habits." I said with a huge grin on my muzzle. "Let's head to the bedroom!" I added taking his paw in mine and leading him there.
I had a queen size bed and led him over to it. I pulled his T-shirt over his head, then knelt down to remove his jeans and boxers. I'd seen him naked plenty of times in the past 4 years, but this was the first time I'd this up close to it. He had a better than average cock, not as big as mine but it was at least 7 inches. The head was out of his sheath already and he was drooling precum. I didn't want to suck him off yet because I was hoping to get him to cum while I was fucking him.
I removed my T-shirt so I was naked to and hugged him so our erections were together. Then I lowered him to the bed, with myself on top of him. He spread his legs, surrendering to me as I started to frott with his virgin cock, while I kissed him again. It always feels to great to rub your cock against a virile pups erection, I just had to make sure I didn't push him too far.
I got to my knees and pushed his knees to his chest. He grabbed his legs and held them in position for me. I could see his cute little virgin pucker, it looked so damn tempting. My tongue darted out and he gasped. I ran it in circles around it until it loosened up. I brought my middle finger down to my cock and coated it pre. I pushed it against his pucker which instinctively clenched.
"Just relax pup. You know you want it." I crooned.
"Yes Sir, more than anything I want you in me." An intense longing in his voice.
"Don't worry pup, I've performed plenty of cherryectomies in my day. And I never had a complaint from any of my victims, err I mean patients." I said with a wink.
"I'm sure they didn't consider themselves victims Sir. My guess is they all considered themselves to be lucky to surrender themselves to you." He said, his voice dripping with hero worship.
"I never forced myself on any of them. I wanted all of my subs to give themselves willingly. So try to relax so it doesn't hurt as much." I replied.
"I don't care if it hurts, I can take it. I don't want to be a virgin any more."
I put his knees over my shoulders to get his asshole up to where it would be easy to access. I was leaking pre like a faucet so I brought the head of my cock up to his pucker and used my dickhead to slather pre all over his rosebud. Then I tried again with my middle finger. I circled his brown star and slowly he relaxed. I deftly slipped my finger in before his reflexes made him clench up. Once I was in I slowly slid it all the way in until I got to his prostate. I gently massaged it and he moaned. He relaxed and I started to finger fuck his virgin asshole.
I pulled most of the way out and slipped my index finger in beside my middle finger, then slowly worked the two of them in. I could tell he felt a slight bit of discomfort as I stretched him further than he'd ever been stretched. I worked the two of them in and out until it was obvious that he wasn't feeling discomfort. Then I slowly spread my fingers apart, stretching him slowly.
"Sir, I think I'm ready now. Please put it in me." He begged.
He didn't have to ask twice. It had been a long time since I'd performed a cherryectomy. Most of my recent partners had been older experienced bottoms. I was going to take my time and relish this experience. I pointed the head of my dick between my spread fingers and as I was pulling them out the head of my dick parted his hole before it could close up. I pushed until the head of my cock was lodged in his virginity.
He gasped and held his breath while I sloooowly slid my eight and a half inches of doghood into him. His cock was slightly losing it's erection as I worked myself into him. I watched as I buried my boner into my pup. It was a visual high watching him lose his innocence. Soon I was balls deep in my favorite former student. Then I leaned forward until I was laying on top of him. This moved his ass up to get complete penetration while we were belly to belly and muzzle to muzzle.
I looked him in they eyes. "It looks like the operation was a success. You're no longer a virgin." I said with a grin.
"Yes Sir! I'll remember this forever. Even if it's just a one time thing."
"I have no intention of this being a one time thing. I want you to be my pup. Permanently..." I said as I slowly withdrew and slowly pushed it in until I was balls deep again. It was obvious that he'd turned the corner between pain and pleasure. I picked up the pace of my thrusting a little and then brought my muzzle to his and kissed him while I was long dicking him.
After a moment of kissing him I came up for air. I always liked taking someones cherry in missionary position and actually I usually like to start in missionary but I don't like to tie in missionary. I prefer to tie in doggy, it's much more comfortable.
I started to pull out and Jason gasped. "Why are you stopping? What did I do wrong."
"Nothing, I just prefer to tie doggy style, spooning is much more comfortable. My cock is going to be locked in you for about 45 minutes. We may as well be comfortable. Now get on your knees pup so I can fuck you into submission."
He quickly rolled over and got on his hands and knees. I got on my knees behind him and positioned myself to fuck his nubile little ass. I got the tip in and slowly entered him. He didn't have any resistance, I had reamed him out pretty well. When I seated myself in I felt my large low hanging balls swing up and slam in his smaller tight set.
He giggled a bit and I asked, "Did you feel that?"
"Yes Sir. Your balls are so big. I bet they have a lot of juice in them."
"Don't worry it will be enough to mark you as my personal property." I said as I started hammering away at him. I was going to make sure that he would remember this the rest of his life. I reached under him and verified that his cock was hard as a rock and leaking. My knot was starting to form so I switched from long dicking to the short one inch thrusts that would lock my knot deep in him so I could fill him completely with my seed.
"Oooh! I can feel it growing in me. Yes Sir, Please make me your."
And I DID! My knot maxed out and he started to cum, which made his sphincter clench around the base of my knot. That was enough to set me off. My balls drew up and I started shooting my seed into my pup. It was a long time since I'd fucked somebody so young.
"Fuck Yes Pup! You're Mine!" I grunted as I emptied my nuts into him. I gripped the base of his knot to give him an even more intense orgasm. Then when the main part of my orgasm was over I rolled us onto our sides.
"Well Jason, was it everything you thought it would be?" I asked.
"It was even better Sir. I've wanted you ever since I knew what my dick was for." He relaxed for a second while I licked his ear, that always relaxed the dogs that I fucked. "Does this mean I can stay here permanently?"
"It damn sure does. But you need to understand that I'm your alpha. And you're gonna spend a fair amount of time with my knot locked in you."
"Is that a promise Sir." He asked.
"You bet your ass it is." I replied as I snuggled up against him to ride out the tie.
The End
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These are my other stories that I have moved or I'm in the process of moving to Nifty. All of them are in their entirety on SoFurry.com:
Earth's New Masters https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/earths-new-masters/ In My Wildest Dreams https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/in-my-wildest-dreams/ Wild Horses https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bestiality/wild-horses Runt https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/runt/ Mutt https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/mutt Pittsburghese N'at https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/pittsburgese/ Craigslist Bull https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/craigslist-bull/ The Trophy Wife https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/the-trophy-wife The Initiate https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/the-initiate My Pet Lion https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/my-pet-lion Sasquatch In My Mind https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/sasquatch-in-my-mind Reverse Cowboy https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/reverse-cowboy The Oracle https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/historical/the-oracle/ Royal Prerogative https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/historical/royal-prerogative Harry Potter and Firenze https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/harry-potter-and-firenze The House Mouse https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/military/the-house-mouse The Jungle Book https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/celebrity/the-jungle-book In Gods We Thrust https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/in-gods-we-thrust Ridden By A Tiger https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bestiality/ridden-by-a-tiger/
And then under my other pen name Sarcastic Sword Of Dogs And Young Men https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bestiality/of-dogs-and-young-men/ Legends https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bestiality/legends/ Tony, Karl and I https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bestiality/karl-tony-and-i Peter and John https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bestiality/peter-and-john/
This is just the list, I will try to go and put a small description of each one, but that will take a while, but it will probably take you a little while to finish up Earths New Masters.