Perverts 'R' Us

Barky

By Ralph Kramden ( g/baby, 1st, g/beast )

Me Mum and Dad don't have much dough so I couldn't get a pony like Lizzy, my friend. But Lizzy let me feed Danger and pet his soft nose and brush his coat 'til it was shiny. I got to ride him too. Lizzy rides side-saddle but I saw how the cowboys do it at the cinema, so I jumped on his bare back with my legs astride him and without a saddle. I loved to ride Danger. His strong body moved up and down as he trotted around and I felt his back pushing between my legs in a most enjoyable way.

That "pushing" was a feeling I really liked. It seemed to make me feel really good and made me kinda light headed. When I had finished riding and was home in my room I tried to "push" between my legs with my hand the same way Danger had done with his back. I found that I could get a good feeling that way too. It was pretty good. I liked it.

When brushing Danger I also noticed that if I groomed his belly and between his legs that he made this big red thing come out. I had never seen any pictures of ponies with a big red thing falling down from their bellies, but there it was and it seemed to get bigger and bigger. One time I dropped the brush and grabbed the big red thing with my hand and stroked it. It didn't seem right to stroke it with the brush. I don't know why this was so, but Danger seemed to like it. He snorted and panted.

Mum lets me take care of Roger, the little kid next door. His Mum and Dad like to go to the pub on Fridays, so I take care of Roger and get a few quid for doing so. One time when I was changing Roger's nappies, I noticed that his little penis was getting bigger, just like Danger's had done. I stroked it a little and Roger liked it. I wanted to smell it, so I put my nose down there and then the strangest thing happened. I suddenly wanted to know what his little penis tasted like, so I put it in my mouth. It was so small I could get his penis and his testicles in my mouth, both at the same time. I licked his penis and his little tea-bag and also the hole where the poop comes out. Roger seemed to like it. I put some powder on his bum and put on some clean nappies.

I didn't feel very good about what I had done with Roger, but I felt like I probably would do it again. I don't know why.

Last night, the "dog" thing came up again at supper. I really want a pet and I've asked Mum and Dad over and over for a little doggy. We have a park down the block where I can play with him and I'd for sure feed him and clean up after him. Dad seems to think it's OK, but Mum says no. Bugger.

I felt better the next day when Lizzy and I took the bus to town and went shopping. I had a fiver, so I bought a sexy little tank top. Lizzy always has money so she bought some flip-flops, a cool hat, and a couple of tees. We ended up at the pet shop. Lizzy fancied the parakeets. They were cute but I liked the puppies. They were so cuddly and wiggly. One tan-colored one liked me and pushed his wet nose against my face and then licked me. It tickled. I laughed. Lizzy laughed too.

We got a choc-ice and decided to walk home, along the bus route in case we got tired we could jump on. Anyway, it wasn't that far and our packages were small. As we got out of the sound of traffic, and after crossing a busy street, we heard the angriest woman's voice shouting at the top of her range; a real shriek.

"Go' bli' me, you bloody bastard!" I just made it out as she was several houses away.

"Get stuffed. Get outa here you dirty blighter!" she screamed. We saw an object clear the hedge as we passed a dark brown Tudor. Suddenly the gate was thrust open with a bang and a pitiful creature escaped followed by another object obviously thrown - yes, a hairbrush. A woman in hair-curlers filled the gate opening, and with fist raised exclaimed:

"And don'tcha ever come back again ye' wretched cur!" She slammed the gate behind her and the frightened animal peered at us from around a chestnut tree.

"Why it's a little dog" exclaimed Lizzy. "Whatsa matter, puppy?"

I saw a bench at the coach stop and we sat down, gesturing with our hands to the forlorn dog that we wanted him to approach us and that we were not threatening.

"Come here, little fella" I said, or something like that. We didn't have any food for him, but I took my ice cream and laid it on the end of the bench. Hesitantly he came toward us, and then backed off and then came up again. We scooted further toward one end of the bench and finally he came over and started slurping the cone. I slowly edged toward the creature and smiled at him as I held out my hand. He pulled the cone off the bench and retreated to a safe distance to eat it.

When he finished Lizzy gestured to him with her cone. The dog immediately came over and sat facing us with his tongue out and his tail wagging.

"Here, you feed him" Lizzy said putting the cone in my hand "I don't know how to do it"

I held it high until the dog got close enough for me to scratch the top of his head. I scratched his ears, and then handed the cone back to Lizzy as I wanted to use both my hands on the dog.

Lizzy sat eating the cone while I petted and scratched the dog, a German shepherd/collie mix, I thought.

"What's your name, fella?" I inquired. He softly barked.

"He's trying to tell us. What shall we call him, Lizzy?" I asked.

"How about 'boner'? Look at that red thing coming out between his legs" she replied.

The dog sat attentively looking first at me and then at Lizzy. His penis was all the way out of its hairy sheath.

"That's not a proper name for so noble an animal" I said. "How about 'Barky' That's how he answered me when I asked him."

"Hi Barky" said Lizzy "Look's like you're excited to see us." Barky looked at Liz and decided to go for the cone. He jumped up on her as she let out a scream.

"Get him off of me" she shouted. But Barky wasn't going for the cone after all. He held Lizzy's thigh with his powerful front legs as he pushed his wanger into her knee.

"Omigod" she cried. "Get him off of me" I smothered a smile though I could tell Lizzy was really scared. I held onto Barky's haunches and tried to pull him back.

"C'mon Barky" I pleaded. "Don't hurt Lizzy." Barky held on harder still, as he wasn't finished yet. I wasn't strong enough to pull him off. Suddenly a big squirt and then a couple smaller ones soaked Lizzy's knee.

"Oh yuck" she exclaimed. "No wonder that woman was chucking him out. He's a really dirty, horny dog. Yuck" She tried to scrape the stuff off her jeans.

I couldn't hold it back any longer and started laughing out loud. "Oh Lizzy" I said. "I'm so sorry dear, but it looked so funny. I'm sorry. I know he scared you."

She looked down at her knee in disgust and then, slowly a smile emerged on her face as she began to enjoy the ridiculousness of it. She laughed and I joined her.

We looked at one another and then at Barky. "What are we going to do with this dog?" I laughed. "His mistress will never take him back. I guess she doesn't like getting shagged by a dog"

Lizzy started laughing again. "Well somebody should like the attention" she offered.

"I would" I said to myself and then shuddered at the thought.

"You want a pet" Lizzy laughed. "Do you think your Mum would allow 'Barky' in the house?"

"He could stay out in the yard" I said, half seriously. "We could get some boards and stuff and build him a little house."

Ultimately it wasn't up to us to decide, because Barky followed us home. He ran ahead of us and pissed on all the trees and lamp posts and chased the squirrels and birds that happened to live in HIS new neighborhood.

Mum was sure no pushover, when it came to letting me keep Barky. I had to pret' near agree to being a slave for the rest of my life. Not only did I have to take care of and clean up after Barky, but mum threw in cooking several nights a week, cleaning the bathroom and a lot of other junk. But it was worth it. Barky and I were best mates.

The other night Mum and Dad were having a cupa in the kitchen while Barky and I were watching the telly. Dad came to the door and told me to turn it down, and then shut the door behind him. Barky was curled up on that little rug we had in front of the telly. He started to lick his genitals. I thought that was ace, so I got down from the sofa and joined him on the floor.

Barky just looked at me for a moment and then started licking his wanger again. It got big and came out of its "holster". I bent down and stroked his balls a little and then his penis. He made some sort of sound, which I knew meant that he liked it. He lay back and just let me do a hand-job on him. When I stopped, he licked my face furiously so I knew I had to do more.

Well I decided to do for Barky what I had done for Roger, next door. I kissed his big red willie and then licked it. I got his hairy old happy sack in my mouth and sucked on it while stroking his penis. He sighed in pleasure as his cock got really big.

When it was "out to here" I put his cock in my mouth and licked him with my tongue while stroking with my hand. A few moments later he blew his wad and huge glop of spunk shot into my nose, eyes and hair. I couldn't help laughing at that and when he started licking my face I just let him lick up all of his cum 'til my face was clean. We both lay on the rug and cuddled. I wished he could have rubbed between my legs a little.

At school one day Lizzy took me aside and asked what had become of me.

"I don't see you any more" she said with a pout.

"I'm sorry, Lizzy" I answered. "I've been training Barky and what with my new chores around the house, I am just terribly busy"

What I didn't tell her was what I was training Barky to do. Barky came into the kitchen when I was cleaning the cooker and put his wet nose up my skirt. Since he was looking for something, I decided to give him a goal. I pulled off my knickers and put a biscuit in my verg. I spread my legs and took his head in my hands and pulled him toward the biscuit. He got a whiff of it and started licking it and me. I was in heaven, at least until the biscuit was gone. Now if I could just get him to do that without the biscuit, we could do what the nippers at school called "69" and stuff.

Sometimes I think Barky is training me. Every night now when he is in my bedroom he won't let me do my homework until I wank him off. It's OK. I like to do it. I like the smell and feel of spunk and it's fun to guess exactly when he'll spray all over the place. Barky is sniffing up my skirt more these days. Looking for biscuits, I guess.

I took some chocolate sauce out of the fridge yesterday and went up to my room. I laid a towel down on the floor and took off my knickers. Barky was curled up, licking his prick again. I got him to lie down by the towel, and when he got really big I took a gob of chocolate and spread it on my crotch. While I was blowing Barky, he was licking the chocolate off my privates. It was heavenly. Just as I was cumming, a big wad of spunk came out of Barky's cock into my mouth. It didn't taste as good as the chocolate, but it wasn't too bad. I wiped my face off on his hairy belly.

Hope Mum doesn't find out, but instead of homework last night I was so knackered I just jumped into bed. Barky came over and started licking my face. I scooted over to the other side to get away and he jumped up on the bed and lay down beside me. He had never done that before. I hadn't sucked him off and I guess he wanted me to.

I pulled up my jammies and began licking and sucking on his organ. When he was hard, and I was bollocks-naked, I got him into a "spoon", with me in front. With my hand on his cock I tried to show him how to put it into my hole.

It wasn't that he was such a slow learner, it was more like he just got so excited that he took over on his own. His strong legs clasped me around the middle like a vise while his raging cock pumped in and out of my arse.

"No Barky" I instructed. "The other hole" But it was no use. Barky was excited and shot his wad all over my bum.

He calmed down a bit after that and with my hand I was able to direct his still hard willie into my verg. He was spent though, so it would have to wait until another time. I tried to think how I could get him to satisfy me; a proper fucking that we both would enjoy.

Well the "red devil" struck as it does every month, doesn't it? Barky could tell right away. He sniffed up my trousers, trying to get into my pants. I was all over the house doing chores, and he followed me everywhere. Finally I went into the loo, took off my knickers and he ate me out real good. He just licked and licked like he never had before.

I got excited straight away, let me tell you. I was short of breath, sweating and longing for something to put into my cunt (ooh don't let mum hear me using that word).

I got down on all fours and called Barky over. I pushed and pulled until I had him covering me. His big red wanger was wagging around and I grabbed it and put it in me. Barky got right to work pushing and pushing. I was panting and grunting like an animal, but enjoying every bit of it.

He shot a bucketful of hot sperm into me. It filled me up and flowed out of my fanny and down my leg. Maybe I had to wear the trousers a bit with Barky to show him how to do a proper fucking, but at twelve years I was no longer a virgin....thank God.

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