The next step was to get him to knot me. So, after a month or so he got used to the humping. I stopped going for walks for a good two weeks so he could get built up, and built up he was lol.
Finally the day came and he knew it. He was excited and jumping around as we walked to the woods, towards our spot. As we walked he started jumping on me and clawing at my pants, generally excited. I had not even got my pants down, when he pushed me down and jumped onto me. I quickly took my pants down a bit, one hard thrust and he was inside. It made me moan hard because I could feel the bone go in all the way back to his sheath, and I knew the knot was coming. I’d seen it before, but always in his sheath.
I was enjoying the humping and pounding, when I felt it start to swell. As he slowed down just a bit, I could already feel it was going to be huge. As it swelled inside me, I grabbed the mattress and hoped it wasn’t going to be too big, ouch! It just kept growing and the pressure kept building – I was in pain because he was pulling it. It was his first time knotting inside me, and I didn’t know what to do. He yanked it out, I almost screamed because his knot was huge. I fell on my face and buried my scream into the mattress. He walked around with his big knot glistening, his cock pulsing and squirting. I stayed in that position for a while till he came over and licked me and slowly felt better. It was his first real knot, and I loved every second of it – despite the pain lol.
As the weeks went by, we played once a week, until we both got used to the knotting. We’d get to the mattress, and hump – then knot, and he’d started pulling. Painful every time. Eventually I started holding his front legs just before he knotted, and hold him there until his knot would go down a bit. He got used to staying put during the tie, and I enjoyed it more and more. It seemed that his knot was growing bigger every time – he was not yet fully grown, so it probably was. It’s hard to put the ecstasy and pleasure into words… but wow!
By the time the older dog got used to knotting, the younger dog started getting interested too. Every time he followed us into the woods, he got more and more involved. He started to examine me after the older one pulled out, and eventually started licking me clean. He was getting to the right age now, one day after a good knotting session, the young dog came over and jumped onto me. I wasn’t expecting him to do that yet. The older dog was not happy about this, and growled at him until he stopped and jumped off. This happened a few times, so I decided to take just the younger boy for a walk.
We got to the mattress, and I got on my knees and took my pants down and bam he was on me. Humping like crazy, he got the bone in and started going to town. I knew it was too soon for him to knot. As we went back the older dog was still barking. I knew I had to calm him down, so I went into his kennel and got on my knees for him. He jumped on and slid his bone in with one motion, humping hard. He growled at me when his knot swelled, as if to tell me to stay put. I was in bliss, being owned by him and in total submission. I was full with doggy sperm, a whole new level of pleasure.
I found time for the younger dog, as much as the older dog, and for him it came naturally. He was able to knot me in a few weeks. By this time, it was fall and getting cold so I needed a new place to have fun with the boys.Published in