Raped By Pete
My name is Jason. Just an average guy. I'm 16 and I go to Classical High, my girlfriend Sarah goes there as well and I love seeing her around all the time. Though I do love her, she's been driving me crazy lately. We've been together for just under a year and she still claimed she wasn't ready for the next step, leaving me a virgin for the time being. Of course, I was growing a bit tired of my left hand but I loved Sarah very much and was willing to wait for her. My virginity was very special to me and I wanted to lose it to the right girl, I knew that girl was Sarah. I couldn't wait to experience such a thing as sex with the girl of my dreams.
My parents were away for the weekend and my older brother was out for the night with his friends which meant that it was just me in the house. For a while I chilled and relaxed, watched some TV, but soon I got bored and decided to take a shower. I went into my room and quickly stripped the clothes off my young lean body, I had been working out a lot in the past few years and it was really showing on my pale chest and stomach. Naked, I threw my dirty closed into the hamper and fished out the ones I wanted to change into afterwards. Out of no where my dog Pete, a German Shepard, poked his cold nose into my ass. I jumped and swatted him away as I continued on to the bathroom.
Once in there I took one look at the tub and the bottom was gross! My brother had had football practice today and apparently decided to shower at home after sweating and rolling around in the grass and mud. I decided that it would be easy enough to quickly clean the tub. Getting an old rag I got on all fours with the water running loudly as I scrubbed the tub. The dirt wasn't washing off as easily as I thought and it was taking a bit longer than I had hoped.
With the faucet running I did not hear the door being pushed open, nor did I know Pete had entered the room until once again I felt that curious nose poke at my ass crack which was spread quite a bit in the position I was in. Again, I cursed and swatted him away and went back to cleaning. He was determined however and only seconds after I turned around his tongue lapped at my back side. I shuddered momentarily, lost in the feeling, and his tongue drilled my hole.
Coming to my senses I yelled at him, "Pete! No! Bad dog!"
But try as I might to push his muzzle away from my entrance his tongue continued its assault, now slipping inside of my body and caressing my anal walls.
"BAD dog!" I yelled louder, pushing his head with all my might.
His rough tongue was doing weird things to me, I felt it deep inside of me and though it felt good as it touched my most innocent of places I was also disturbed by it greatly. It wasn't right, it just didn't feel right, and the fact that I seemed trapped in this fate began to scare me. My mind was telling me to escape but the sensations that were running through me cause my body to beg me to stay.
Just as I went to stand up his front paws landed firmly on my shoulders, pushing me back down and my chest collided with the rim of the tub. I struggled underneath my massive pet but his furry body weighed too much for me to flip him off of me. His front legs had a firm, demanding grip on my torso and his nails began to press firmly into my skin.
Then I felt his thrusting against me, and what I knew to be his cock was poking at my ass cheeks as it longed to penetrate my virgin tunnel. I panicked even more, crying out and struggling against Pete but he did not hear his owner's protests. I squirmed underneath him, scratching at the porcelain tub. I tried in vain to knock him off me, begged with my dog to spare my ass, but my pleads fell deaf on his ears and his pointy dick soon found his sacred mark.
In one forceful thrust his doggy cock was buried deep inside of my burning hole and I screamed out in horrible pain. It felt as if there had been a telephone pull placed into me and after the initial sound I could make no noise at all, my mouth just hung open in silent agony. Nothing had ever been inside of me before and this intruder was deflowering me violently. His thrusts were wild as if he were seeking revenge on my body for something horrible I had done. His slick cock moved in and out of me at lightning speed, bombarding my insides like some cruel creature, showing no mercy for his bitch. My eyes began to water, part from pain and part from humiliation. My virginity... my precious virginity! The thing I treasure more than anything was being taken by an animal! A dog!
I cried harder as the thrust continued and tears flowed down my face. The pain had now left my body, and surprisingly so, it felt vaguely good. That didn't change the fact that I was being raped by a canine. My arms gave out from under me and now my torso hung limply over the side of the tub. I didn't care, I just wanted it to be over. I closed my eyes shut tightly and bit my lip, trying and failing, to block out the feelings that had taken over my body.
I began to realize that something new was hitting my ass and just as I went to try to see what it was a knot the size of a golf ball shot into my ass. The boner that had been forming between my legs quickly left as the pain shot through every cell of my human body. His pounding into me became short strokes now, limited by the knot he had inserted into my hole, a knot that I could feel swelling further within me. It expanded against my anal walls and pushed them open, not letting the pain die down this time. In not too long I felt his dick throb and twitch and then felt liquid coat my insides.
A long jet of doggy-cum came from his cock and still be humped my bum. The stream became short spurts as he thrusted his final seed into his loyal bitch, his abused and pitiful owner. Finally his balls were dry enough for his liking and he pulled out of me with a "pop" noise. Immediately cum ran down my leg, dripping from my exposed hole, and Pete's ever present tongue lapped at my thighs and inserted once again into my sore body, tasting himself. When he got bored he walked away and out of the room, leaving me to calm down from the experience.
When the tears had been dried I a chair from the kitchen and brought in into the bathroom, standing on it I could bend over and look at the mirror behind me, seeing my swollen entrance. It was open a lot further than usual, and though there was no blood the ring was puffy and I could feel the beginnings of lasting pain as I walked around the house that night, not letting me forget what had happened.