Date: Fri, 20 Mar 2015 07:07:13 +0100
From: Zachary Blake <z.blake@mail.com>
Subject: Pretend I'm a Puppy

PRETEND I'M A PUPPY
By Zachyboy
M/b, oral, anal

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My son Philip James is 10. When he was young and we lived in France with
his mother who died, he called himself Filip Jimmy, which we shortened to
Fiji. Now we live in Los Angeles and we have all sorts of adventures, my
Fiji and I.

He likes very much to pretend, my beautiful Fiji.

And I like very much to let him.

# # # # # # # # # #

I came down the stairs one evening to find my Fiji wearing nothing but his
tiny white underpants. He was in the kitchen, down on his hands and knees,
lapping water from a cereal bowl he had placed on the floor, in the corner
by the outside door.

"Hi Daddy," Fiji smiled, looking up at me with his beautiful brown eyes.

I stared at the skin on his back and his tummy, and my eyes wandered down
his beautiful creamy thighs and his legs like heaven, and I admit my penis
started to grow in my pants as it always does when I look at my beautiful
Fiji so close to being naked. His ass was so perfect and I could see his
thin, tight crack through the white of his underpants. I had fucked my Fiji
in his ass many times, and I hoped I would fuck him again tonight.

"Are you my doggie tonight, sweet Fiji?" I asked him.

"Oh no, Daddy," Fiji replied. "I am just a puppy. I am way too young to be
a grown-up doggie."

And Fiji, he smiled and he barked at me. A little woof that made me smile
and made my cock grow hard. He barked and hung his tiny tongue out and made
a panting sound and he looked so adorable, my Fiji, it made me want to fuck
him right there on the floor.

"Do you remember Maximillian, Daddy?" Fiji asked me.

"Oh yes, Fiji. I remember Maximillian very well."

Maximillian was Fiji's first puppy when we lived in Marseille. We left him
with my sister Yvette when we moved to Los Angeles.

Fiji smiled, all full of mischief. He bent down and lapped more water out
of his bowl. He looked up at me with his cold, wet nose.

"Pretend I'm Maximillian, Daddy," he smiled. "Pretend I'm a puppy."

He shook his undie-clad bottom back and forth and I felt my heart start to
flutter in my chest and my cock was filling up with heat and hardness and
the desire to put my sperm inside him.

"Do you like how I wag my tail, Daddy?" Fiji asked softly.

"Oh yes, Fiji. I like it very much. Please wag your tail some more for
Daddy."

He did, barking and panting and woofing as he did so. I watched his perfect
ass shake back and forth.

His tiny white underpants were stuck in the tight slit of his tiny
crack. How I wanted to pull on the fabric with my mouth and my teeth. Play
tug of war with my little puppy and lick and smell his beautiful ass.

"Maximillian could lick his own balls, Daddy."

I looked at his sweet, open eyes, like a doe, like a deer, my playful,
silly boy. He was beautiful to me. So perfect. Beyond my dreams.

"Should I lick mine?" he asked, all innocence, all seriousness. "Would you
like to see me lick my balls, Daddy?"

"Oh yes, Fiji," I said. "Please clean your little puppy balls."

"Okay, Daddy."

He woofed again and took off his underpants. His beautiful, tiny cock was
already hard. He laid on his side and curled tightly into himself to try,
but of course, his balls were far too difficult to reach. He couldn't quite
stretch. His little tongue poked out and he grunted and twisted and his
little cock tried to strain to help him, but so sad, so sad, no ball licks
for poor little Fiji.

"Poor puppy, poor boy," I said to my son. "Poor little Maximillian can't
taste his puppy balls. Come to the couch, little Maximillian. Let daddy pet
you and scratch you and rub behind your ears. Maybe Daddy can find you
something else to lick."

Fiji giggled and barked, and scampered to the living room on his hands and
knees. His cheeks opened up as he wiggled out of view, and in his ass, I
could see his beautiful pink hole say its first hello to my hungry eyes.

"Good puppy," I whispered as I admired his sticky starfish. I adjusted my
cock in my pajama pants.

"Woof!" he barked from the other room. "Maximillian wants to be a very good
boy for Daddy."

# # # # # # # # # #

In the living room, I sat down first and Fiji looked up from his hands and
knees hopefully.

"Can I jump up on the couch, Daddy? Is your puppy allowed on the couch?

"Oh yes, Fiji. Oh yes, Maximillian. Up you go, puppy. Here, boy. Up, up!"

Fiji sprang up naked and giggled and cuddled. He gave me little puppy
kisses. He licked my face and sniffed my ears, which made me laugh and gave
me shivers. He licked my eyelids. He slowly ran his tongue across my lips,
and that part was not puppy. That part was Fiji.

"Rub me, Daddy. I promise I won't shed, Fiji said. "I don't have any hair
on my puppy body."

I ran my hands softly up and down his naked, pretty chest. I patted his
head. I leaned down and smelled his beautiful boy hair, all sweat and
strawberries and Saturday play. He nuzzled me and licked my hand. I traced
a finger down his perfect spine.

"Do you like my puppy body, Daddy?"

"Oh yes, Fiji," I whispered. "I like it very much."

Fiji giggled.

"I'm Maximillian, Daddy. Not Fiji."

"Yes, of course," I nodded. "Of course. Maximillian. Je suis désolé,
sweet puppy. I apologize."

Fiji giggled and nuzzled me some more. His penis was hard. He
whimpered. Made soft whining noises.

"What's wrong, pretty puppy? What's wrong, Maximillian?"

"Puppy has to go out, Daddy. Puppy has to pee."

I moaned quietly to myself as I watched his little hard cocklet bob up and
down between his legs as he hopped off the couch and headed toward the back
door on his hands and knees.

"Come, Daddy," he smiled over his shoulder as he barked and woofed. "Walk
your puppy and help him go puppy pee."

I moaned and I followed.

# # # # # # # # #

I took a long scarf from the closet in the hall and I wrapped it loosely
around Fiji's pretty neck while he giggled, and this we pretended was his
collar and his leash.

"We have to go outside now, Daddy. Out in the back so I can pee on the
bush."

We went out through the patio door in the kitchen, out into the dark back
yard, to a bush near the pool.

My son, my puppy, my beautiful Fiji, lifted his leg and barked twice, and
began to squirt his piss.

In the moonlight, I could see two things. The stream of pee as it glistened
and sparkled out of his tiny pretty penis head, and the circle of his
perfect anus flower as he lifted his leg. His beautiful ass opened up to me
and his hole came into view like a bloom in perfect springtime.

"Oh Fiji," I whispered with great lust growling down low in my throat. "How
I'm going to fuck you tonight, my angel."

Fiji giggled.

"Maximillian, Daddy. You have to fuck Maximillian."

With Fiji, my son, it was always pretend.

"I will fuck you both," I warned him. "More than once."

He finished peeing, barked twice and tugged on his leash to pull me inside.

A tiny drop of pee glistened on the tip of his puppy cock and I could see
his tiny balls between his legs as I walked him back to the kitchen.

The puppy's beautiful asshole would be very full of my semen
tonight...sticky and dripping and leaking my seed before he curled up and
went to sleep. My Fiji, my angel. I would fuck him and cum in him tonight
until he could take me no more.

# # # # # # # # # #

Inside the kitchen, my Fiji begged me for a doggie treat.

I went to the refrigerator drawer and started to break off a piece of a hot
dog for him, but Fiji said, "No, Daddy. Let your Maximillian eat it
whole. Like a bone, Daddy. Like I'm eating a bone."

I handed him the hot dog and he took it in his hand.

He wrapped his lips around the long salty tip and sucked it slowly into his
mouth.

Little by little his tiny mouth went down on it until it was fully into his
throat. He gagged just once, and looked up, startled. His eyes watered
slightly, but he smiled and continued.

He pushed the hot dog in and out of his mouth. His little cock was hard
again.

"I like doggie treats," he said to me quietly. "Maximillian likes this
bone."

He looked me straight in the eye as he made love with his mouth to this
substitute penis. As he gave it his love. His talent. His skill.

"Can I have a bigger bone, Daddy?

I moaned and felt my cock drip wetness.

"Oh yes, Fiji. Daddy has a much bigger bone for his very hungry puppy."

# # # # # # # # # #

I stood against the counter watching his perfect beauty – such a lovely
boy, my naked son -- and Fiji crawled up to me on his hands and knees and
looked up at me from the floor with his big beautiful puppy dog eyes.

Without a word he sat up on his knees, stretched up on his haunches, my
Fiji, and reached up with his hands and pulled down my pajama pants and
pulled down my underwear. My cock already had sweet honey on the end. It
leaked and dripped it's gooey sweetness just from being near him. It did
this always. Every day.

Stretching up on his knees and arching his back, he took my hard and sticky
cock in his mouth and with one hand, he gently squeezed it while sucking me
deeply. He hummed around the head of it which made me feel dizzy. I reached
back to brace myself by grabbing the counter.

He nuzzled me with his nose and inhaled the scent of my sweaty pubic hair
and he sighed in pleasure. He smelled again deeply. He panted. He
nibbled. He licked his tiny tongue across my balls. And then he took my
cock in his mouth again and said, "mmmm," and began to suck me as he
grabbed my ass and squeezed me and moaned. His little finger snaked up
under my balls and prodded at my asshole.

"Fiji," I whispered. "Puppies never do this."

"But Fiji does, Daddy," he whispered looking up at me, and he took my cock
back in his warm wet mouth, slid his finger into my thankful, waiting
asshole, and made me grit my teeth and whisper his name and call out to
God, so great was my need to fuck him.

# # # # # # # # # #

When I was a boy in Marseille, the first bigger boy who ever fingered my
ass was my cousin Aubin, who was 15 to my 6. It was on a family trip to his
home near Miramas. We had taken the train to Miramas and then a taxi to
Miramas le Vieux.

He ruffled my head at the door and played soccer with me in the grass
outside. He was very kind and he let me make many goals I would not have
normally made.

Then while the adults were sitting in the kitchen talking, he took me up to
his bedroom to show me his games. We played Abalone and he ruffled my head
again.

He said I was a pretty boy and he should show me something special.

"Ce est un secret," he winked.

My eyes grew wide.

He reached under his mattress and showed me a magazine with naughty
pictures. Men with no clothes on, putting their penises in each other's
mouths, and in other places I did not know penises could go.

He rubbed my hair again and smiled at me and he asked me if my willie was
getting hard.

It was not.

He asked me if I wanted to see his.

I did.

He took it out slowly.

"Oh, Aubin," I whispered reverently, "c'est très grand!"

He laughed at the serious look in my eyes. I had never seen such a
thing. Never imagined one that big on another boy!

"Oui," he said. "Merci. Voulez-vous le lécher?"

I do not know what possessed me, but I did what he asked. I moved forward
quickly with my tiny head, darted my tongue out, and licked across the tip,
which was sticky on top. I made a face. It was salty. He shivered. He told
me I was a good boy.

Aubin told me to pull down my pants and I did.

He had me bend over on his bed.

He pulled down my underpants.

He looked at my butt and he rubbed his finger into my crack. He started to
stroke his penis.

He pried my little cheeks open with his thumb and his forefinger.

He leaned in close to see me and to smell me.

He licked my hole and I giggled. He spit on his finger and rubbed my hole
lightly. I liked that part.

Then he just held it open and stared.

He jacked his cock and made funny breathing noises as he stared at me.

"Good boy, good boy," he whispered in English.

Wanting to help him, I reached behind with my tiny hands and spread my
cheeks apart for him.

"Ohhhh!" he moaned when I did it. I felt proud.

"Vous êtes un beau garcon," he whispered in a husky voice I did not
recognize. His hand suddenly felt shaky on me.

"Nnngh! Ngggh!" he grunted, and I turned around just in time to see white
stuff shoot out of his cock and into the palm of his hand where he caught
it.

"Est-ce la crème?" I whispered in awe.

"Oui," he nodded seriously, and smearing his finger with it, he scooped it
up and pressed it to the tip of my tiny hole.

"Je l'ai mis ici," he explained with great authority. "It goes in here."

He put his hand over my mouth lightly so I could not squeak, and he pushed
forward quickly and deeply, and his finger, wet with his cum, slid up my
tiny asshole and filled me with his semen-sticky finger. I closed my eyes
and I whimpered softly. I had not expected that.

I did not like his finger in my butt that very first time. It felt sticky
and strange and he had gone too fast. He had surprised me.

Later, he would teach me to like it.

That, and other things.

But when I was a boy, that first time with my cousin Aubin, I did not like
the idea of fingers in buttholes.

But my beautiful son Fiji? He never had such objections.

From the very beginning, jamais une.

Not a single one.

# # # # # # # # # #

"Good puppy, Good Maximillian."

My shallow breaths caught in my throat as I leaned back against the kitchen
counter and watched my beautiful Fiji on his knees with his mouth around my
cock, sucking me slowly, up and down, back and forth as I readied myself to
shoot my sperm into his tiny wet mouth and watch him swallow.

His eyes were closed in prettiness, bliss. Eyelids so tiny and
smooth. Eyelashes as fine as strands of silk. His mouth was stretched
around the shaft of my cock, jaw open far, almost obscenely, my Fiji. His
cheeks were hollowed-in and clenching with the suction of his gift to me,
and every time I slid into his mouth he made an "mmm" sound like love. Like
heat. Like boysuck deliciousness.

He took me deep in his throat, my son, my Fiji. He gulped and devoured
me. Gagged on my cock and caused his own eyes to water. A tiny tear dripped
down the softness of his cheek. Saliva ran from the corner of his mouth and
down his naked neck. My cock was much too big for him, but Fiji did not
care. Still he sucked me, my beautiful boy.

His finger was pressed into my asshole like a cork, like a hook, gripping
me, holding me, pulling me into his face. His nose touched my pubic hair
and he moaned softly. I could feel him inhale and smell my strong man
smells. He liked this, he told me once. He liked to smell me and know I
smelled stronger than him. "It makes me feel safe," he said, "to know you
are this strong for me."

"Oh, baby. Oh, Maximillian," I whispered hoarsely. "Are you ready for your
puppy treat? Are you ready to be fed tonight?"

"Mmm-hmm! Mmm-hmm!" he whimpered without stopping. Mouth not leaving my
cock. Little hands grabbing my ass harder. Little finger pushing further
into my asshole to pull me into his drooling mouth.

I took his head and guided him to my finish. Pulled his beautiful head up
and down, pushed my cock deeper, felt my sperm tighten in my nut sack and
erupt down his gobbling throat.

"Nngh, nngh, nngh," he swallowed as it all shot into him. He gulped and he
gulped.

My dick jerked and jetted. He never stopped swallowing. He never missed a
throat stroke.

"Oh, Fiji," I whispered breathlessly. "Such a good boy. Eat it all for
Daddy."

He nodded. He swallowed. His little hand stroked and milked me, pinky out,
finding every drop, drinking all my seed.

"I love you, Daddy," he whispered, coming up for air. "Love your pretty
cock. Love to eat your cum."

"Good boy, Fiji," I whispered, shaking. I dropped to my knees and I took
him in my arms. Kissed his pretty lips, numb and buzzing and warm and
wet. I ate the flavor of my cum off his lips. I licked the flavor of my
semen from his baby tongue. Sweet beautiful baby tongue that tasted like my
manhood.

I was in love with my son. My Fiji, so pretty. So brave.

Such a big boy.

# # # # # # # # # #

"Your puppy is tired, Daddy," Fiji smiled wearily as he crossed the kitchen
on all fours to drink from his water dish to wash down my cum. "It's time
to put your puppy to bed."

Fiji smelled the finger he had put in my ass.

He smiled at me. Looked me right in the eye and slowly put it in his
mouth. I shivered.

His tongue ran down the length of his finger, as he never took his eyes
from me, smiling softly.

I moaned as I watched him. I marveled at his sexiness. I wondered how in
the world he learned how to do this. To be so grown up. To know he was
teasing me. Making me want him. He knew he was doing this.

"Oh, Fiji," I whispered. "Please stop. I have to fuck you so bad tonight,
Fiji. Please stop doing that."

"I'm licking myself clean, Daddy," he smiled softly, with eyes so
innocent. "Puppies always lick themselves clean."

He went on his hands and knees to the living room, and then up the
stairway, naked rosebud showing on each step, sexy and inviting and ready
to be filled with my cock.

Fiji on the stairway. Cheeks creamy and perfect. Asshole tight and
inviting. Perfect pink ass on the beautiful boy I fuck so deep. My Fiji, my
angel. Wagging his tail behind him.

# # # # # # # # # #

In his bedroom, on the floor:

"Now what, Fiji? Now what, Maximillian?"

"Pet me, Daddy. Rub my tummy."

I did and he made soft whining noises, horny and needing me. His little
spike was hard.

"Scratch me, Daddy. I think I have fleas now."

I scratched behind his ears.

"Not there, Daddy. In my butt. I think I have fleas in my puppy butt."

I sucked on my index finger and teasing his rosebud on entrance, I slowly
pushed it deep inside him, like Aubin had done to me, so many years
ago. The heat of his ass, my beautiful Fiji, it surrounded my finger like a
liquid, like an oven.

"Oh yesssss, Daddy," he whispered, grinding back against my
finger. "Please, Daddy, scratch me good. It's way up deep inside me. The
itch. Where I need it. Push harder, Daddy. Scratch me so good."

I checked my son for fleas. First with my forefinger. Then with my middle
finger. Then with both.

"Oh God," Fiji moaned. "Oh God, oh God."

I double-fucked my son with my fingers. Long and hard. Pushing in deep. I
touched his little acorn inside and he moaned and whimpered. A squirt of
pee left his cock and landed on the carpet.

"Bad puppy has peed on the rug," I scolded him.

He whimpered and made puppy noises.

"I'm sorry, Daddy," he said quietly.

I pushed inside him deeper and he did it again. Just a squirt.

"And again the puppy has peed," I said.

"Swat your puppy, Daddy. Give your bad puppy a swat."

With one hand I fingered him. With the other, I gently paddled his perfect
behind.

He cried out in pleasure as I did so.

"Yessssssssss," he whispered. "Again. Again."

# # # # # # # # # #

I took my clothes off and joined I him naked.

"We have to sniff butts now, Daddy. Just like doggies do. I sniff yours and
you sniff mine."

We took turns circling each other. Sniffing. Rich, like vinegar and
nutmeg. Earth and sugar. I smelled him deeply with my nose to his
sticky-crack. Pried his hole open with my fingers. Put my nose directly to
his anus and breathed in. Quivered. Pried him open and stuck my tongue
inside. Tasted bitter dandelion stems. Watched him shiver. Felt his anus
pulse open.

Fiji, my son, was breathing so heavily. Panting, hard, and pushing back,
needing my tongue in his most private of places.

"Good Maximillian," I whispered to him softly. "Good little puppy."

"No more Maximillian," he whimpered to me, sitting up and wrapping his
little arms around my neck and kissing my mouth. "No more puppy games,
Daddy.

I kissed him back. He whimpered again. I watched his goose bumps rise as he
whispered in my ear.

"Fuck me, Daddy," he whispered, almost weeping. "Fuck your Fiji. Give me
your babies."

# # # # # # # # # #

I fucked my Fiji doggie style.

I watched my thick cock, slippery with lube, pry past his boy ring still
wet with my spit, and slide slowly inside while he panted and moaned. I bit
his ear as I slid my cock inside him. I licked the back of his neck. He
arched his back and whispered, "Dadddeeeee...oh!"

"Be my puppy," I whispered in his ear as I started to fuck him faster,
ready to spray him full of my seed. "Let me cum in my puppy tonight."

He whined and he whimpered and he made a little "woof."

"So good," he said. "It feels so good."

"Good boy," I told him. "Good little puppy."

I grabbed his tiny hips and pulled him back and forth on my big, slippery
daddy cock. He was tight and hot and wet and squishy inside. I felt him
squeeze his asshole hard, to make himself more tight for me. To make his
hole squeeze tight around my cock. I groaned and fucked him harder.

"Oh yes, Daddy," he whispered and he panted. "Fuck your puppy. Fuck your
naughty doggie."

"Bad doggie," I growled in his ear. "Time to...give...the doggie...his
BONE!"

My cum shot from me like a rocket, a volcano!

"NNNNGGGGH" I shook and I clenched him to my hips.

"Owww," he whimpered, but still he pushed back, grinding his ass on my cock
and wanting more.

I came hard. I flooded his ass with my cum, while he squeezed his hole
around me and moaned and cried out.

I slid out of him, still cumming, flipped him around, took his cock in my
mouth, and sucked him so hard it hurt. In one second, my Fiji was twitching
and shaking and pulling my hair and grabbing my cheeks as he twitched and
twisted his little dry boy shivers into my mouth.

"Oh Daddy, oh Dadddeeeeeee!"

I flipped him around, pushed him down roughly, and stuck my cock back in
him quikcly. Plugged the hole that needed to be plugged. It was already
leaking my bubbling cum. He moaned at the force of my animal need.

I needed to be in him again, my beautiful son. Needed to feel my cock wilt
and go soft in his beautiful, sticky insides. It stayed hard inside him,
hard forever. It always did with Fiji, my angel. When it finally softened,
he pushed it out of himself. He farted my cock out. It was wet with our
juices.

I brought it to his face and I put it in his mouth.

"Lick me clean, little puppy," I nudged him with my sticky mushroom head.

He obeyed and opened up.

"That's right, good boy. Good doggie, Maximillian. Clean Daddy's doggie
bone."

I got very hard again. Fiji moaned and sucked me. I put him on his
back. Lifted his beautiful long legs. Pushed my penis in. Watched his head
tip back with pleasure as I filled him. Watched his hands clench at the
air. Fists grasping out at nothing but the pleasure.

My Fiji, my angel.

I fucked him until he howled.

# # # # # # # # # #

"Daddy?" he whispered, before he drifted off.

Cuddled up with his head on my chest, his finger tracing lightly across my
skin.

I kissed his forehead.

"What, Fiji? What my angel?"

"What should we pretend tomorrow night?" he giggled.

"I have no idea, sweet Fiji. Please sleep now."

I was exhausted.

"I have an idea," my Fiji said teasingly, letting his tiny hand run down my
chest, down my stomach, down my dick and down my balls. He cupped my sack
and my cock started to grow. But his finger moved lower, pressing like a
tiny dart against the gateway of my ass.

"I know," Fiji said quietly, and I took him at his word...

"Tomorrow when we fuck, let's pretend I'm the daddy."

# # # # # # # # # #

Love,
Zachyboy
z.blake@mail.com

As Zachyboy
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http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/i-finally-danced
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/please-mike-just-try
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