06-25-2017, 07:20 PM
Unless my memory from school teachings many years ago is failing, prose is non rhyming poetry. So i am guessing a true story belongs here?
My First Knot
I am a guy. Now over 40.
Net is down, bored, several folks have asked what a knot was like for my first time. Open note pad and see what happens. Never tried to write a story of any kind. Will simply try to tell what i am thinking while remembering it i guess. If my memory isn't so good, or i simply can't write for shit. Sorry!
My first time was not like a lot of stories i have read. It had good moments and lot bad at the same time. I basically got my stupid ass raped by that dog.
Guess i simply try to write down what i remember of it.
My first summer after finally graduating the hell called high school. Had a decent job and finally got to rent my first place. Grew up in a very rural sparsely populated area, lot of farms, dirt secondary roads, houses few and far between. Lived on a huge farm till i was 16, but even with all the animals, farm dogs, dads hunting dogs... never had the first thought about any kind of sex thoughts with an animal. Semi religious upbringing might have been why.
Briefly... small old semi run down house back of a big field couple miles down a dirt road, up against the woods, nearest neighbor was several hundred yards away, could not even see their house.
No body over 20 years ago in the area bothered keeping a dog up. So dogs roamed fairly freely and neutering was rarely heard of except for medical stuff, serious agrression or what have you. And most folks had a dog back then.
By the end of that summer i had gotten horny enough or curious enough by a horny neighbor lab always trying to hump everything in sight, to discover what a dogs dick was like, jacked him a lot (so fucking cool to have a dog pounding your fist with obvious lust and discovering how damn well equipped a dog is comparing to myself, WOW) eventually moved on to blowjobs(another WOW at how good i think a dog tastes), even jacked off a border collie that came around quite a bit. Eventually moved on for who knows why to getting mounted by the lab almost every chance i got. BUT, i now know, he was over excited and the knot pumped up to big to get in, almost the moment he entered. He also wasn't a real vigorous humper, and i rarely felt the knot till he was done humping and it would press a bit against the outside of me.
There was no net back then. Not a single local isp. So was totally clueless about dogs sexually, except what i was learning about it. I KNEW what a knot was, and what it was for, even before i actually truly seen one and felt one on the lab and the collie.
Also understand. While not real religious, i knew what the bible said about animal relations, i knew it was something that could never ever be told to another person, and what not. So i had serious issues with every moment i fooled round with a dog, but, only after it happened. Every time after would think i was sick, pervert and such. Swear never again. At every chance i had alone with a dog, i could not control it .. i would fool around with out even thinking about what i was doing till it was over. Then regret it, OMG! What have i just done? WHY? He's a damn dog for gods sake. swear never again. But honestly it was in many ways as much about the dog then it was me. I have always felt a deep emotional bond with dogs. It is like they transfer their emotions to me. The more happy they are the more happy i am for them. And of course it is addictive. I want to make them even happier to make myself happier. A really ecstatically happy dog gets me feeling high. So, i guess in a way, that was a big part of what got me fooling around with dogs. Trying to see how happy i can get them, to get myself just as happy and as high as i could get on happy.
Back to the actual first knot before i keep rambling on.
I can remember it like it happened yesterday. Starting into fall, been fooling around with 2 different dogs for couple months. My parents shitzu had come in heat, and they needed to go out of town for the weekend. Lived bout 30 miles away so it was easier to just have her stay with me till they got back. Picked her friday afternoon. Sat morning i went to let her out, with never thinking about her in heat. Sat on the porch steps with my coffee to make sure she didn't wander. She had just finished taking care of necessity's and was wandering around before coming back in. Suddenly a big plott hound came around the corner of the house. A plott for those not familiar ... think basic hound, brindle, big, at least 80lbs or so. At the time i would swear he was closer to hundred, and my actually have been closer to 100lbs. The lab i was familiar with was a small one probably 50lbs or so. In comparison he was at least a 3rd bigger. Much taller.
OH shit! She's in heat! Run over try to get him shoved away and snatch her up in my arms. Try rush her back inside, trying to keep him away at the same time. Made itinto the house, but was impossible to hold her and kick the door shut with out him barging after us. Scrambled for the bath room got her almost tossed in and door closed. FUCK! FUCK! Now i am trying to find away to get him out of the house, and he ain't having none of it. FUCK! FUCK! Trying to drag a big dog by the collar when he absolutely ain't going if he can help it is near impossible. Then the collar popped over his head and i fall flat on my ass. Ignores me and go's right back to the door sniffing and whining.
NOW WHAT! As i sat there. He runs over to me, whines, runs back to the door, sec later, runs back to me, whines and back to the door. (Wow, i can't believe how much detail about this event i actually do remember. I have never remembered this clear detail about it before. The more i write the more clear and detailed it gets, stuff i know i never remembered before, and i know i never actually remembered happening an hour after it happened. I am actually reliving this, as if it was all in super slow motion. So over whelmed at the time it always seemed hazy to an extent. But apparently my mind actually recorded every single detail in my subconscious i guess. WOW!)
I am sitting just inside a 20 foot hall way bedroom door on the right, half way down the left, bathroom/laundry, at the end of the hall on the right, bedroom. I recently ripped up the old wore out carpet, living and hallway, only had time and money so far to replace carpet in living room. And was planning to replace the path to the front door and hall with vynil. It is currently bare rough, unfinished concrete. Only wearing a t shirt, and thin swim trunks.
Third run to me, he licks my face before running back. He comes back to me, another quick face slap of the tongue, whines, lick, whine. Instantly, i feel sorry for him, and basically star talking to him, sorry bud, know you want it bad, but you can't have her. Runs back to her, serious whining now. You'll be ok ... runs back to me ... lick, whine, reach out and scratch his his head. More licks to my face. Still trying to talk to him and reason with him about it, for some reason(as if he has a clue what i actually saying,LOL). More licking, i scratch more. Cool, maybe he like getting the attention enough i can get him distracted and get him out of here.(AS IFF!) LOL.
This continues for several minutes, stop scratching long enough to put my hands down to get up, and he instantly pounces on me, OOOFFF! Humping like mad. HOLLY SHIT! He is strong. Takes nearly all my strength to shove him off. Roll over onto my hands and knees, he pounces my head humping like his life depends on it. I quickly stand up and shove him off. Jumps up and grabs my waist, going to town. Force him off again, knocking him back on his ass into a sitting position. H e definitely not thinking about her anymore. No sooner is thought in my mind, POOF. Wtf are you doing, HE WAntS ME! NEW DOG to get humped by. Instantly, without another thought, jerk my shorts down, and whip around. The second i hit the ground on my hands and knees, he sniffs my ass and starts licking.
OMFG! That feels incredible, his tongue is going to town on my ass. Lab never gave more the a swipe or two with his tounge before mounting. OMFG! He licking so hard, he managing to get his tongue inside abit. OMFG! He is twisting his tongue around inside my ass slowing working deeper and deeper. Total mind blowing sensory overload. Goes like for what seems like forever. I am facing the far end of the hall, wriggling my ass on the end of his tongue. OMFG! I feel like i am high and getting higher from it. This might be what it feels like to be a bitch in heat. Please don't stop! OMFG! Is literally only things going thru my mind over and over. Then he suddenly slams on top of my back. OOMPF!! Almost knocking me to the floor, scramble to get balance back. Instantly clasping my waist in a death grip. FUCK YEAH! Grabs my waist about half way up my side. Jerks me back against him, dew claws rip into my side. FUCK THAT HURTS. Knocked off balance again, hard poke in my butt cheek from his dick, hard poke in my other cheek. POKE in the other cheek again, lower and closer in. This is actually happening at an incredible rate of speed. Each poke is almost instantly after the one before. 10 x faster then the lab ever had gone at me, and several times harder ... each poke almost hurt from that bone of his.
5-6 hard pokes and POW, he pokes the rim of my asshole and it feels i like stabbed. FUCK THAT HURT! Faster then i could actually think that. POKE again in my ass cheek. POKE in the other ass cheek. OH FUCK THIS AIN'T FUN! POKE! I probaly got poked another 5-6 times before finishing that thought. Try to lunge up to my feet... just as my hands come off the floor .. i must have hit the ideal height he needed. KAAAWHAM! His dick slams up my ass. I damn near fall on my face, barely catching myself at the last second. Feels like i just had a foot summer sausage shoved up my ass. In the same instant it gets jerked back out. SLAM! In it goes again. Coming out, jerk a breath, SLAM! FUCK! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! Jerk a breath. F..U.. SLAM C..K! He had to be slamming it in 4-5 strokes before i could gulp another breath. I am now in full blown PANIC! Try to get up and get knocked off balance he is slamming me so hard and so unbelievable fast. The he quickly jerks his front legs back farther all the way too my waist and tight against my thigh, ripping his dew claws down my side as he does. F..U..SLAM..C..K SLAM. Felt like a knife had just ripped deep and hard across both sides of me. The same instant his feet hit my thighs, he jerks me back into him, feels like inches, scraping my knees across super rough concrete. i nearly fall on my face again, his dick SLAMS back in, what feels like an extra couple inches, next instant jerked back out, SLAM! It goes in again. SLAM! SLAM! Finally get my hands back under me, SLAM, almost got weight back on my hands, SLAM, SLAM, balanced, SLAM, SLAM.
Super hard jerk on me back into him, hop forward with his back legs, damn near on my face again, SLAM, and it feels like he suddenly get another several inches in, before i can re balance, OUT, SLAM and another inch and slight pop as the knot go's in.
For the record, yes i knew what a knot was, i knew what it's for. But at this point in time i honestly did not think a dog could get it in a women let alone my tight ass. Figured angles was wrong it was to big. Been humped probaly a dozen times by a lab but he never came close to getting the knot in. Never actually humped hard enough to get it in if i had wanted him too.
Pop, as it comes back out, slams back in, pop goes the knot in. Get my self re-braced. Pop out, slam, pop back in. Repeat. F..U..pop .. slam .. C.. pop .. K! I am so overwhelmed, i don't even realize the knots going in and out in my mind. I am in little pain, some pleasure at the same time. Full blown panic, wanting it to stop. My knees and sides actually hurt worse. He is hammering me so hard and fast, i am actually slowly getting shoved across the floor. Probably every 5th or 6th SLAM, i got to shuffle a step forward. He shuffles forward and jerks me back hard into him. Seemed like it went on forever, then it almost started feeling good. Slam, pop in, pop on the out stroke, slam back in, pop. Pleasure would slightly increase probably every other stroke... my dick is throbbing with every stroke, so hard it almost hurts...WTF! Slam. oh god. were probably half way down the hall now. SLAM, pop, out, pop, slam, pop. i don't feel side hurting or my knees hurting. FUCK YEAH! and this continues for a bit.
Suddenly my head hits the far wall, SLAM, pop, thump my head on the wall ... get banged on the wall at least 3 times before i can brace my hands on the floor enough to stop my head banging, shove back against him, not because i wanted more of him(probably sub continuously i did), but it was hurting my head.
That is what he actually needed to happen(not for me). He now no longer was trying to keep me from getting away and following me down the hallway. He now had good solid footing, and actually started slamming my ass even harder then before. However, he didn't get that last step in to get his back feet back up closer to me, before going for broke. Now that i am braced it is feeling pretty damned good....and i am no longer fighting for balance or trying to wanting to get away(guess i finally relaxed enough) OMFG! ... i suddenly realize i can feel every fucking inch of his dick in exquisite detail. OMFG! I blast a load i guarantee hit the wall.
Like super slow motion: in reality probably 4 strokes or more a second. I am amazed my mind recorded everything in such detail i never knew was there. My mind i guess was so overwhelmed, that it posted the majority of this to my subconscious i guess. And as i write it just comes back like i am reliving it as it is happening on video playback. Until now, once it was all over i just remembered being basically getting raped, tons of pain, occasional moments of pleasure, till it was over. My god! This happened over 20 years ago. I always thought it was much more pain then anything else.
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