Date: Mon, 2 Nov 2015 14:30:22 -0500
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: Samoyed Sam chapter 3

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*** Once the sexual Alpha was cared for and cleaned, he lovingly licked his
beta bitch from toe to head.  He lingered at my ass, making sure I was well
cleaned out and then on my balls and cock.  We ended with a long kissing
session, him on top of me where we both drifted off to sleep.

Samoyed Sam Chapter 3 -

A routine was forming, as well as a hierarchy.  In all matters sexual, Sam
was the Alpha male and I was his Beta bitch.  He controlled this aspect of
our new lives together and I learned my place in the Beta's role.  This was
easy to do when my dad was working, or Uncle Bob was here babysitting.
When my dad was here, however, it was a different story.  Sam would get a
bit upset if I rebuked him when he would let me know he was in need.  He
didn't care that my dad was here.  He was horny, I was his bitch and
bitches put out when the Alpha wanted it.

With all other things, I was in charge.  Be it out in public or here at the
house, Sam knew my word was a command and he willingly obeyed.  He was a
kind and gentle soul but cross him or make threats at me or his inner
badass would come out and he would let you know to back the hell up.

I can prove this to you as one morning, Dad came to my room to let me know
that school was cancelled due to snow.  He opened the door and immediately
got angry seeing Sam lying on my bed.  Sam was in his normal early morning
position, laying on me, between my abs and my crotch.  I woke hearing Dad
commanding Sam to "get off the fucking bed", and Sam laying back down,
ignoring him with an irritated snort.

Dad again commanded him to move, and Sam replied with a soft growl.

"Oh going to give me attitude?  Well, we'll see about that."  I lifted my
head to see Dad reaching for Sam's collar.

"Don't," I groaned, "He's fine where he is."

Sam stood up and side-stepped more towards my head, as Dad continued to
watch him with uneasy eyes.  Sam thumped his front paw on the bed and made
a groaning sound as he shook his head.  He sat, his legs around my head,
his front paws up on my chest.  His warm sheath pressing to the side of my
face.

"Kiddo, I am OK with him being protective of you, but this is a bit much."
Dad scratched his head.  "He is treating you like you are his property.
I'm worried he may attack someone out of...  Oh, how do I say it?
Jealousy."

"I am his," my words coming out before I knew what I was saying.  I tried
to sit up, but Sam's position prevented me from doing so.  I pushed at his
side and he begrudgingly moved as I sat, my mouth rubbing on his sheath as
I sat up.  "I mean, he belongs to me and I guess he thinks the same way."
I put my arm around Sam.  "I know you don't like him on the bed, but he
won't sleep anywhere else."

Dad stood there for a second and finally relented.

"OK, I give up.  Just promise me that you will not let him get out of
control."  He kissed my head, much to the dislike of Sam, and headed off to
work.  I flopped back on the bed and Sam was immediately over me, kissing
me like some long lost love.

I knew he wanted to play, but also knew he needed to pee.  I freed myself
from him and we ran through the house to the back door.  Sam bounded off
the steps into the new snow, momentarily forgetting I even existed.

I got his attention with a long sighing moan, my hips thrust forward as my
morning piss began melting the snow on the sides of the steps.

"Check this out buddy," I called to him.  I moved my hips to and fro, my
stream writing on the high bank of snow.  "Josh & Sam."  I finished by
scrawling a heart around our names, Sam's head moving, following my now
trickling stream.

I squatted next to him, hugging him close to my cold naked body.  My hand
felt under him for his sheath, his cock quickly slipping from the warm,
moist insides.  I moved us so he was in front of me and pushed up, giving
him the sign to jump up.  He obeyed, knowing what was to come, and steadied
himself on my shoulders, his cock already pushing at my mouth.

I swallowed him fully, his musky cock the best tasting thing this boy could
want in the early morning darkness.  His pre was already shooting out,
driving me crazy, and making me suck harder.  I felt his knot forming, but
he kept it out of my reach.

After a short time, Sam pulled out and directed me back into the house.  I
watched as he checked for Dad, sniffing the air, and once convinced he was
gone, he came up behind me and bit my ass cheeks.  Not hard, but enough to
make me squeal.  He then pressed his ice cold nose into my crack and drove
his tongue deeper than he ever had.



His breath was hot on my skin, and his tongue drove so deep into me I swear
it was going to come out my mouth.  He butted me with his head and I fell
to my hands and knees.  He alternated fucking me with his long demon tongue
too long licks, the entire length of my crack.

"Atta boy," I moaned to him as he continued to tongue fuck me.  "MMM Yeah
deeper boy."  I pushed back hard against his muzzle, feeling his teeth as
he pushed forward.

His breathing was forceful as he clearly was enjoying my boy hole.
Withdrawing his tongue, he began nipping at my hole.  I would have cum, but
he suddenly stopped and stepped back.  I could feel him sniffing my balls,
pressing his cold, wet nose to my hot sack.

I groaned loudly when he took my balls into his mouth and softly closed his
maw.  I felt his teeth trap them, one ball hanging out on each side of his
mouth.

I wasn't worried one bit.  The feeling was incredible!  Even better was
when he started pulling back, tugging my balls with his mouth.  His panting
hot breath was making my sack hot and wet, his tongue massaging the skin,
making it tighten.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum boy," I groaned, pulling myself forward.

Sam growled a growl that was nothing but sexual.  He gave several strong
tugs to my sack, his teeth holding my balls, forcing them against his
teeth.

"Oh shit, fuck me, boy!"  My growling voice commanded him.  Sam released my
balls, his fangs scraping as they pulled free.

Sam mounted my back and drove his swollen cock home.  He hit my hole square
on, sinking his now massive cock fully on the first thrust.  He pressed his
nose to my neck and adjusted his hind feet, his knot pressing against me.
He thrust his hips forward his knot trying to get inside my ass.  He
growled and thrust again, my ass finally letting his huge knot in.

I cried out in pain and pleasure as he stretched me wide, his knot now
sealing my hole from the inside as his cum quickly filled my ass.  His tip
beat on my prostrate as he continued to thrust in short strokes.

I felt his body relax as he continued to cum.  His mouth had bitten my neck
and his hot drool ran down my skin, pooling under me.

I squeezed my ass and felt as my cum tore through my body and shot out
through his paws which loosely gripped my cock.  My arms buckled and I fell
forward my ass still sticking up.  Sam relaxed even more, laying his full
weight on my back.



We remained like that for some time.  Both our breathings, slowly returning
to normal.  His knot finally shrank and popped free of my boy pussy and
Sam, moving off me to lay beside me.  I collapsed on my side looking at my
stud Alpha, his cock still sticking out of his sheath, the final drops of
his semen dripping from the dark red tip.

I lay my head on his furry tummy and licked his musky cock clean.  I really
didn't have to work at it.  Sam somehow made it slide out more so I could
clean the entire length, before slowly retracting it back into his sheath.
I made him happy by continuing to lick his sheath even after his cock was
away.

Now it was my turn.  Sam got up and started at my feet.  His tongue slowly
licking at my toes and soles.  He moved up my legs, working over my cock
and balls.  He licked me everywhere, making sure his boy was spotless.

Finished with the front he pawed at me to roll over, and he cleaned my back
as well.  When he felt I was clean enough, he again pawed me to roll over
and lay down his head over my neck.  I felt so good.  So loved at that very
moment.  My eyes closed and we both drifted off to sleep.



I woke to find Sam between my legs, his head on my crotch, my cock and
balls alongside his mouth.  My stirring made him wake and he jumped up and
began his famous I gotta pee dance.  We headed out back and per the norm,
Sam bounded off into the new snow that had fallen since we'd been here
last.

As my piss arched out from my cock, it registered in my head that we were
in the middle of a major storm.  We'd already got a foot of snow overnight,
and since we'd pee'd this morning, at least another foot had fallen.

I looked for Sam and saw nothing but white snow.  Giving my whistle, I saw
the deep snow move and suddenly a black nose stick up, its nostrils flexing
as it sniffed the air.  Then like a periscope began homing in on my scent.

On the steps next to me, Sam froze, again sniffing the air.  He began
barking, looking this way and that.  Then I heard it, the garage door
opening and panicked that we had slept all day and Dad was home.  We bound
into the house and to my room, where I hastily threw on sweat pants and a
hoodie.

Headed back out front, I peered through the large picture window, to see
Uncle Bob, pulling the snow blower out.  I threw on my boots and coat and
we headed out to meet him.



The driveway and walks cleared, we headed back inside, Uncle Bob's nylon
snow gear, making a swishy sound as he walked.

Seems Dad had called him to say he'd be working late due to the storm and
if the roads did not get better, he'd get a motel.  He asked Uncle Bob to
come stay with me until he could get back home.

One inside, we stripped off our wet gear.  I watched as Uncle Bob took off
his snow pants and heavy coat.  I laughed as he now stood in a very small
tank top and even smaller bikini style undies.  He made an exaggerated
pose.

"What?  That damn suit gets hot, and if I go naked in it I'm cold, so..."
Again he made the same 'what's it to you' pose, sticking his tongue out at
me.

"They look like something a girl would wear," I teased him, taking off my
coat and now soaked sweats.  Sam immediately walks up to me, sniffing me
all over, giving my shrunken cock and balls a hot lick.  He then went to
Uncle Bob and sniffed his crotch, giving him a lick also.

"Well," Uncle Bob finally said.  "Sometimes I like to wear soft undies and
well... Girls get to wear such soft undies."  He moved his fingers through
the leg bands and I could now see the lace trim.  Holy crap, he was wearing
girl's undies!  He shook his finger at me.  "Before you go making any kind
of snitchy comment, you better hold your tongue.  It's not any worse than
finding out my favorite nephew loves sucking his dog's cock."  He quickly
scooped me under his arm and playfully spanked me.

I squealed and squirmed, begging him to stop.  He moved me to his other arm
and I called for Sam to protect me.  Sam was jumping around, clearly loving
the horse play.  When I begged for him to help me, he stopped looked at my
and uncle Bob and just licked Uncle Bobs crotch again.



We horsed around, playing grab ass for a bit, ending up on the floor with
Uncle Bob's face near my crotch.  He patted my tummy laughing as he looked
at my cock.

"This reminds me, I'm hungry!"









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