Pastoral Pleasures
Pastoral Pleasures
By BunnyBoy
This story and the characters in it are copyrighted to BunnyBoy
Warning the story contains a non consensual sexual encounter between an adult male and a male cub. So if your too young or easily offended please go no further. Thank you for reading and please enjoy
It's a bright sunny day, the rolling hills seem to stretch off into forever, nestled down in the little valley, like a small gathering of down was a small herd of sheep casually grazing as they moved across the grasses. The sheep were content with their small world, happy to have few cares as they walked along pulling up sweet blades of grass by the paw full.
Sitting up on a stump watching all this was a tall dog, he smiles as he looks down at his flock. It's his job to watch over them, to protect them and keep them out of trouble. The Canaan dog sits there his reddish brown fur rustling in the breeze, white spots and patches speckle his body and his small tail with its upward curl wags as he watches over his charges. Ohh the life of a country fur is was so much simpler, he'd tried living in the city before but the noise and the smells drove him to distraction, it was better out here. No need to wear clothing, no need to think too much, just a job to do and a life to live. He looked down on his flock, knowing that most had felt the same way, some didn't know any better, they always lived out here and this is their normal life. Russell smiles, some may leave for the city, one or two do every year, but every year we also get one or two newcomers leaving the city behind. It's part of what made his job important, he had to ride the flock, keep them safe and controlled, keep the country furs in line and make sure those city folk could hack it. Not that there was much to hack mind you, it was an easy life being a flock sheep, so long as you kept on your dogs good side. Sometimes it took the new ones a little time to understand what that entails and for every dog it meant something different but they all got used to it.
Russell sat up and looked down at the flock, they haven't had any new comers in awhile but still you had to keep the sheep in line, show them who is boss, it's about that time says the feeling in his gut and the itch in his loins. His eyes scan the flock looking for anyone out of place, at first he doesn't see anything, but then he smiles. A lamb had wandered off from the main body of the flock, the little boy looking for some of the sweeter tall grass that grows closer to the trees. The dog grins, this one should do nicely.
The dog makes his way down the hill, walking purposefully towards the wandering lamb. An ewe, probably the lamb's mother, spots the dog's movement and his target. She starts to move to do something but a ram grips her shoulder pulling her to a stop.
Russell is very quiet as he walks, in no time he's crossed the field and the little lambkin is before him. The boy is bent over paws reaching for the youngest most tender of shoots. The dog almost growls at the sight of that little tail and tight taunt butt taunting him. He clears his throat, the light cough getting the lad's attention, causing the little boy to look back over his shoulder.
The boy looks surprised to see the dog standing there, his eyes go especially wide when he sees that during the short walk down the hill his manhood had slid free of the sheath and was fully aroused. He whimpers softly. "Wait... please, sir."
But Russell is having none of it, he grins at the boy stepping forward quickly. Before the lad can get to his feet the dog has his paws on the thick wool of the boy's coat pulling him to one side sweeping the lads hooves out from under him and sending him sprawling to the grass. "It's nothing personal boy, it's for your own good really. You all have to be reminded from time to time that out here I'm in charge, if I say to do something it's for your own good."
The dog growls softly as he leans forward rubbing his pre slicked cock between the little lambs butt checks. He moans at the soft feel of the boy's fleece as it tickles his shaft. Without a word of warning he pulls back and thrusts forward driving the cock into that tight little pucker. The sheep bleats out at the sudden intrusion, squealing in pain as his anus is stretched wide open. But the dog just moans appreciatively, "So much for this being virgin wool." His fingers dig into the thick coat of the boy, tugging him backwards, burying the whole length up into that tight little hole.
The lamb on the other hand just bleats in pain, he knew about the dogs methods, but at the time it just seemed like it was something that happened to other lambs. Momma said he'd get you if you were bad, what had he done to deserve this? At that thought images flash through his mind, hundreds of little tiny transgressions, not finishing his meal, sneaking sweets, swearing and more. Maybe he really was a bad boy? The man's cock pushes in deeper filling him up so completely he can feel the dogs big fat balls pressed into him. He bleats again wordlessly calling for his mommy, he looks back over his shoulder looking past the dog and seeing her. One of the rams knelt by her side as they both calmly cropped the grass, she keeps looking at him a worried look on her face but he can tell from her stance that she's not going to do anything to stop this.
Russell moans softly as that tight little hole grips him like a velvet vice, he pulls back dragging his dick almost all the way out of the now relived little lamb. He waits a whole second before driving it back in, the sensation is amazing, the first time for one of these boys never lasts too long, they are just too sexy and tight. He hunches forward driving his cock into the boy with quick hard thrusts. "Ohh damn boy, you fit like a second skin, it feels like you were born to take my cock." He grunts feeling his knot press against the sweet rump but he's not ready to tie just yet. Reaching down he grips the base of his knot and squeezes. That's all the added sensation the dog needs. He can feel his orgasm break and the waves of sticky jizz splashing over the boy's insides. The dog pulls out with a wet slurping noise before he sits heavily upon the grass, his semi hard cock still seems to beg for attention though and the lamb merely whimpers. "Good boy, I know you've been weaned, you're out cropping grass, but come here lambkin." He pulls the boy around closer one paw gripping the base of his cum slicked cock as he wags it in the boy's face. "It's time to unlearn all you know, suck on me like it was your momma's teat."
The little lamb sniffles up at the dog, the man's thick length of cock dribbling not an inch from his face. His eyes cast around once more and landed on his mother, she's not even looking at him anymore, she's intensely staring at the grasses beneath her, and she doesn't even want to look at him. He whimpers softly before he opens his mouth and takes in the slimy length of the working dog's meat.
Russell groans softly as the boy's lips close about his shaft, suckling on its still leaking tip, stripping it of its heady man's milk. He smiles down at the boy running a paw through his thick head wool, the lamb is a natural, the movements still instinctual as he suckles on the dog's member. The Canaan looks over his shoulder as the sweet suction urges him on to bliss once more. He smiles at a near by ewe flashing her a thumbs up so she knows everything is okay. He grunts as the lad's tongue curls around the thick shaft of his cock. Damn these brats are good at this, grabbing them early like that is the key, that way the weaning hasn't fully taken and they can still suck like demented vacuum cleaners.
The little sheep for his part just whimpers, he knows what the man wants, he'd seen it done to other lambs but that had always been someone else's problem. The dog's big fingers are knotted into his head wool and the man keeps thrusting forward into his muzzle. The thick pre filling his mouth as the man pumps more and more into his tight little muzzle.
Russell moans loudly now, not caring who hears or who sees this. In fact the more sheep that see this the better, it drives the lesson home. It's not really a lesson though more like conditioning, the sheep are conditioned to obey the sheep dog. From birth they are told the rules, this is just how Russell asserts his dominance over the little balls of fluff. "Good boy, feels like momma didn't do a good job weaning you eh? I bet you still suckle your thumb and crave something wet and warm between your lips. Well how do you like the taste of man teat ehh boy? Feels good doesn't it." He grunts feeling himself getting close again. "Now little lambkin, I want you to swallow my meat deep and do you see that knob at the base of my cock? Use your paws to give it a squeezes, really get a feel for it boy cause that's where the man's milk comes from, and your about to get your fill." As the little fingers close on his knot the dog howls his pleasure. His hips buck and he mashes that angry fist of meat into the boy's pursed lips even as he paints his tonsils in a sweet salty flavor of puppy love.
The lamb sputters and coughs as the sticky and hot seed builds up in his muzzle, reluctantly he swallows if only to keep from drowning. He still coughs causing him to spay some of the overflow back out through his nose. Throughout the whole thing though he can feel the big dog gripping his head wool solidly, never letting go making sure every drop finds a home in the little boy's belly
With a loud sigh of contentment, Russell finally pulls back letting the half drowned lamb finally get a breath of fresh air. "Such a good boy you are. Did you like your meal of fresh doggy milk?" He grins at the boy who just coughs some more, thick ropes of spent seed splattering across the grass. The dog smiles knowing that eventually one of the sheep will crop this area complete with his dried seed. He looks around at the flock wondering who it might be. He spots another boy lamb huddled behind a ewe and winks at him. Maybe tomorrow, today still isn't done. With the boy still coughing a bit he pushes the lad back into the taller grass. He leans over him licking the lad's muzzle clean as he presses the boy down into the grass. "Do you like my attentions boy? You'll be getting them often enough 'till you become a ram, soon you'll grow to love them. I bet you'll even miss my cock when it's gone." He rubs his erection in the boy's crotch, the big length pressing against the boys more immature package. "Don't worry the second time is much easier, your still loose and sloppy from the first, relax you might even start to enjoy it." The lamb starts to bleat as he feels the man pull back, and the tip once more pressed against his anus. The boy's panicked calls are cut off suddenly though as the dog leans in kissing the boy on the lips, his tongue gently probing, exploring the muzzle his manhood had so recently delved. He can taste himself there. His musk, his seed, and his sweat, and it excites him. With one hard push he drives forward impaling the boy on his cock even as his arms close around the slight frame holding him close as he worms the full length of doggy dick deep into the boy's backside.
The boy whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut as he tries to ride it out as the thick length once more pushes into his rump, it does feel different this time, the pain is lessened and he can feel things stirring deep within his loins. The man's belly fur tickling across his sheath and the protruding cocktip on each thrust probably have a little something to do with that but right now he doesn't care. It doesn't feel as bad as it once did, even the man's kiss doesn't seem as harsh as he leans into the dog trying to soften the blow with some affection.
Russell moans his impassioned cries flowing into the lamb's gullet, just like his seed once had. With two orgasms spent he could afford to dally a bit this time, he takes his time letting the boy grow used to the feeling and the slow rocking pace. He breaks the kiss letting the boy breath free once more, he smiles down at the lamb watching how the once pained expression has softened. The boy's face seemed to have melted into a soft almost sullen smile as the new feelings flow through his little frame. The big sheep dog grins angling his thrusts just a bit using another in his long list of tricks to drive the head of his cock skittering across the cub's pleasure nub. Russell smiles as the young sheep bleats loudly in an almost pained cry of pleasure. "I said you'd enjoy it, didn't I?"
The lamb shudders his eye sight blurring as he tries to focus on the dog leaning down over him. It's all to much, he doesn't know what's happening, he doesn't know why this time feels so very different, he only knows that it does and it feels so good. He moans softly, sure there couldn't be anymore waiting for him after that intense jolt of pure pleasure just then. But as the man's paw closes around the lad's trembling dick and gently, insistently, starts to stroke his little length of mutton, his loud squeal proves how wrong he'd been. He tries to pull back from the warm, soft paw but only manages to wedge the man's cock even deeper. The pleasure from his far too sensitive dick, so intense it's almost painful but the man's arm holds him close not letting the boy back away from him. The Canaan even stops his thrusting just holding the trembling little body close as his paw works on its tender little victim. The lambkin whimpers feeling a soft tongue licking at his cheek, kissing his face, whispering into his ears as he feels something building deep inside himself. He doesn't know what it is but he can feel it coming and knows it'll be something big.
The dog grins as he looks down at the boy. He'd been at this a long time he knew the signs as sure as if they were flashing neon. The little ram lamb was going to cum, and hard. If not his first this would be his most intense that was for damn sure, with a sharp little jab of his hips he leans on the cubs prostate listening to the squeal as his paw grips the little boy's shaking tool. He feels the little marbles rolling about in the boy's sack wondering if he'll squirt. Probably not, it's too early but sometimes the little lads could be full of surprises. He can see the look of intense concentration on the boy's face, the cub shudders feeling the pulse of emotion welling up inside, it's all too much for him and the damn bursts. Russell's paw grips the lad's member loosely as he arches his back bleating loudly through a rather intense orgasm.
"My, my, my..." The dog's paw slips off the shrinking little erection. He licks his paw tasting the boy's sweat. "Mmmm you taste good. It would be better if you could shoot but still nothing tastes sweeter then little boy meat. Of course you're not done yet lambkin." He leers down at the boy. The lad looks up at him uncomprehendingly, the dog doesn't know it it's because the lamb doesn't realize what he means or just is too dazed to respond and in the end he doesn't care. He hunches forward the feeling of the cubs anus squeezing him while the boy climaxed had been exquisite, but now though he was after something more. After his time simply lying with the distracted boy, and the other stimulus he'd subjected the cub too. The young ram might have even forgotten about the thick cock wedged obscenely between his cheeks. Russell meant to remind the boy just what this was all about, he grins starting the pace fast and hard once more.
The lamb's unfocused eyes suddenly widen as he feels something move inside. He bleats in surprise as the floating feeling leaves him and he feels the dog above him starting the rut once more. He doesn't try to escape he knows his place now, he grips the man's chest fur and holds on for dear life riding out the sheepdog's rough thrusts. His anus well stretched and now in a snug skintight fit letting the big man ride him to full pleasure.
Russell grunts really putting his back into it, driving deep into the cub, grinding his cock against the cub's already well pounded ass. He moans moving quickly, he'd been here for awhile now and he'd have to finish up soon. He rocks the cub back onto his shoulders driving himself in to the knot. The boy bleats beneath him but it's not a pained sound it's a mix of pleasure, and shame. He grunts loudly feeling his knot pressing against that still tight little hole. "Ohh do I have a surprise for you lambkin." The boy bleats once more at this, it's a low cry barely audible that turns into a high pitched squeal as the man's thick knot stretches him wider then ever before. Russell's tongue lolls to one side as he leans back finally tied to his bitch. The warm grip of an anus around his pulsing fist of muscle feels so good, it's something that just can't be compared to any paw, or pair of lips. He barks sharply feeling his cock pulse adding a fresh batch of sweet man juices to the slurry that is already sloshing around the cub's hole. "Mmm good little lamb. Now your stuck, a sweet little lambskin cock warmer for the big bad sheepdog" He looks down for the boy's reaction but the boy had passed out. "Aww he's sleeping, they always look like little angels when there sleeping." He turns and starts to crawl back up the hill, his knot turning on the boy as he goes dragging the little lad across the soft grass as he heads up to the sunny spot under the tree. "I wonder what I'll do with the rest of the day."