The PupBoy Next Door: A Puppy Tale Part 1
Introduction to The PupBoy Next Door
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Garrett, an innocent young Freshman, lives in town nearby his campus. He is the classic boy next door type. Enter Wes, on the surface he's just a friendly neighbhor. Yet, he is a single, older man, living alone. It appears he is rather fond of Garrett. What will become of Garrett when Wes makes his move? Find out all the juicy details inside...
The PupBoy Next Door: A Puppy Tale By PupBoy22
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CHAPTER ONE
"LOVE THY NEIGHBOR"
Garrett, a small framed young boy who went to school at the University nearby, was the classic boy next door type. Every morning I would wait for him to leave the house, so I could time my appearance in the front yard. That was the perfect time to pick-up my daily newspaper out of the grass. Every school day, I would make small talk with him as he passed my front gate. I am sure that Garrett approved of my friendly nature towards him. Everytime he found me out in the front yard to get my paper, he would smile from ear to ear.
I think so fondly of him, I almost feel guilty for dreaming about him on all fours, complete with pointy ears and a tail wagging from his rear end. You see, ever since I moved to this town--I've been infatuated with that adorable young boy. It was just a few years ago, I remember seeing him for the first time. He was in his back yard, playing with the family dog. He was so playful and wild, it was almost as if he has some kind of wild animal inside of him.
After many months of debating with myself, I finally gave in to my overwhelming desire to make my fantasy a reality. I had decided that Garrett wanted me just as much as I needed him. So, I had a masterful plan and was ready to put it into action. "Hey sport, nice day isn't it?", I start off casually. "Oh yeah, Wes! I really like it when it's warm outside!", Garrett says to me with a smile. "So buddy, I was hoping you might come by here after school today, I need some help fixing my truck. "Alright! sound's like fun!", Garrett yells as he trots down the sidewalk to board the city bus to his campus.
A few heart beats after I hear the sound of the city bus dropping him off back home that afternoon, Garrett wandered over to my garage and took a look at my beat up old Ford pickup truck. "I don't know much about cars, Wes.", he says as if he is sorry to be over little help to me. "That's alright, Buddy, I'm only need you to rev the gas for me here in a minute.", I reassure him. "Well, that sounds easy enough" and he hops into the drivers seat. "Alright give it some gas now. Alright, give 'er some gas now. Garrett? Hit the gas pedal, Garrett."
I look up to see that Garrett is totally distracted by something he see's in the passenger seat of my old Ford F-150. Well, it seems that my plan is working well. His gaze is unmistakably driven by excitement and anticipation. "What do you see there, Sport?", I say innocently as my feet place me over nearby this young, innocent boy. "What's this stuff? Is this like S&M?", he says while looking down at a cardboard box lined the makings of a leather puppy slave uniform. "Why don't you try it on?", I say forcefully--I've already come this far, there's no turning back now.
Garrett slowly places the dog face hood over his head and looks in the rear view mirror of my truck. He smiles and surely enough let's out the cutest little "Arf! Arf!" sounds you could imagine. Suddenly, this boy next door I've known as the shy, innocent type for so many years, he is now a whole new person. As the rush of this kinky thrill sets in with him, he suddenly confesses to me that he has been wanting to play around with me for a long time now. I tell him, "put on the rest of your outfit and we can play now, cutie pie."
As he steps out of the truck, I quickly remind him to get on all fours. He kneels down and assumes his role as my new pet. I grab an old tan leather leash hanging from the wall in my garage and clip it to the brand new black leather harness he has around his tiny upper body. I say, "Heel boy", and he walks on his fists buried inside leather mitts and his legs now just thighs and knee pads to walk on. I walk him through the side doorway to my garage and into the backyard. I am overwhelmingly nervous, but made calm by the sight of Garrett lost in the blissful abandon he must feel. I gain confidence when the look in his eyes and the wag in his tail.
It is at that moment I realized he had forgotten to put on the tail plug that goes inside his undoubtebly virgin ass cherry. I tell him, "Stay and go potty, Garrett", and he barely notices--he's preoccupied sniffing my flower garden and pretending he is a canine. I hurry and grab the pup tail out of the box in my truck, and come back to him and inform him that he forgot part of his outfit. "I didn't know what that was for, Wes." I clip back on his leash and direct him towards the backdoor of my house. As I walk him inside, I notice he left a stream of warm puppy piss in the top soil of my flower bed. Suddenly I I smile to myself, dog tail buttplug in hand, that within the hour the boy next door is going to be lapping up my piss off the bathroom floor.
First, I take him to the living room. As I lead him into the large room he finds that toys, treats, food and water dishes, not to mention a mansion quality doghouse. "I put that doghouse together for you from scratch." I can tell he is impressed and he lets me know he wants to go inside it, with his body language. The way his ass looks in the tight latex shorts I picked out for him, it makes my cock tremble and fight for total control of my head. Part of me wants to tie him up and never let him go. But if anything keeps me from abusing this extremely vulnerable situation he's been led into, it's the
way he's grown on me to be so much more than just a sexy slab of boy meat. I think seeing Garrett in his puppy outfit, nothing but is still unplugged rear end sticking up in the air just near the door to his new doghouse, has just pushed me over the edge from crush into something much, much deeper!
Still, I think to myself, the only thing I need to get deeper into for right now, is bent over right in front of me. I tell him to crawl back a few steps and stuck his ass all the way out and up. He complies, and I get the feeling he is not entirely as innocent as I once thought. Had he perhaps been masturbating and acting out fantasies similiar to this before? The way he wiggled his butt and worked the O-ring of his smooth butthole, it laid to rest any lingering thoughts as to whether or not he was just as horny and naughty as I am. I grab a miniature bottle of lubricant from the stash of well planned on items inside a pocket in my cargo shorts. I tell him to "Stay, boy, stay." The lube melts onto his little boyhole like a stick of butter in the microwave. The butt plug end of his new puppy tail goes and I have another flash of disbelief. Is this a dream? Seeing his total conversion into a leather dog pushes me forward. I pull at his leash, command him to heel, and drag his sexy little cock teasing ass cheeks out of the doghouse and into the training room.
"Welcome to Boot Camp." I lead him into was once the formal dining aree, he catches his first glimpse of what the space has become. He see's whips, chains, leashes, paddles, muzzles, harnesses, ropes, and restraints all hung up along each of the rooms now jet black walls. He see's a large dog cage with dog food and a water dish on the floor of it. Along the sides of the cage are mounted devices hand picked by yours truely in order to add some variety to the long hours he will put it when locked inside his kennel. On each end of the cage are large cock and ball dildos mounted precisely where his throat and ass openings are angled. On the rear side of the crate are tubes and a bag, a useful place to give an enema or to insert a cathater in tip of his little pup cock. On the front side of the kennel is a cone shapped funnel attached to the metal wires of the cage, along with a pipe tube posistioned at the same height as the dildo cock, either of which are perfect for inserting into Garretts mouth and throat.
Garrett now, ever so slowly, pulls away from his intense stare down with the steroids enhanced version of a dog cage. As his wandering puppy dog eyes float around the training facility he can't help but be afraid. Truth be told, he may have fooled around some and seen a few videos of kinky sex, but he still was young and inexperienced. At this point he really was not sure what to make of the situation as it was. Was he about to experience pleasures behind his wildest imagination? What if he is about to be used and abused in the most gruesome and terrifyings ways? All either of us really knew was that our dicks were harder than Chinese algebra and obviously at least one of us had all kinds of kinky cravings, which would explain the room lined with fraternity paddles and the various combinations of wood, metal, and rope furniture pieces designed by me, all customized just right to fit Garrett's tiny frame.
In one corner of the room, a high horse was saddled up for Garrett. Over the hand bars of the high horse, instead of a twirling gymnasts body, you'd find a rather expensive leather horse saddle. Above all this is where I had hung a harness and pulley system. This is so my pup can walk up to the high horse and I'm able to lower the harness down and strap his entire body into it, keeping him in doggystyle posistion. Then with the flick of a lever, I lower him down onto his saddle and high horse where his butthole is at just the right height to take my cock inside. In another corner, the hardwood floor turns to bathroom tiles. There is a bathroom stall with no door on it and a toilet seat that's only unique feature is the thick metal chain coming from a wall mount bracket installed right behind the tank of the toilet. On both walls of the toilet stall are 4" wide holes drilled out, so I can train my pup how to be a dirty gloryhole slut. On the outside of the wall of the toilet is a urinal attached to the wall. On the floor at knee level is a head gear ponybit locking restraint attached to a pipe running from the drain of the urinal over head.
I choke my new pup a little and drag him by his leash and collar straight to the urinal in the corner. Before he can think about it twice, I have grabbed his head with both of my hands firmly and shove his puppy eyed face into the locking ponybit head mount, with a hole in the center of the bit that fits in the metal pipe running down from the urinal above Garrett's once innocent young face. Now I have him exactly where I want him, and at this point I could care less about whether or not he is ready for this. So much time, money, and energy went into preparing for this day. Garrett, whether he liked it or not, was now going have all of my frustration and tension taken out on his ass and mouth. As I pulled out handcuffs from a pocket in my cargo shorts and forcefully locked each end tightly into place, the rush of power and control and the pleasure overload of overwhelming lustful--it all made me feel so alive. Finally, the first real thrilling experience of my life. I was sure that this was beyond anything ever felt by this little pupboy in training that stood motionless at my feet. The only sound you can hear from him now is the echo of his insincere protests resonating from his mouth, up the long metal pipe and coming out from the draining hole of the urinal.
"Come on Garrett, be a good boy for Daddy. All the other boys are doing it", I say to him and manage to reduce his futile whining into nothing more than pouty sighs of deep breaths. "You shouldn't have gone potty in my flower bed, especially not without my permission or supervision. For your punishment, I'm pissing down into your throat all the way into your tummy. You are going to learn to love the taste of my piss so much that you beg for it like the dog you are. After you learn how to drink piss like a good little pupboy, then maybe I will let you place your lips on this Godlike tool of mine...", I say leading up to presenting my cock and balls to where his eye's can see. It is love at first sight I can tell, he just stares as if he were hypnotized at my 10" pornstar cock, thick as a can of soda pop and with balls bigger than his head. As I observe him manuevering his throat and face so that it is now more perfectly fixed onto the drain pipe for the urinal, I assume he's now back on board with me. But if you told me yesterday I was even going to see Garrett with his pants down, I'd of never believed a word of it. Yet, here I am with him fully naked and in his full puppy attire and the urinal drain pipe deep down his throat. If that can happen, anything can happen.
I select a frat paddle from my collection, to be used as a weapon of ass destruction on Garrett's not yet trained, arrogant little bitch asshole and warm weiner craving buns. I grab a large paddle with many tiny holes drilled into it and it's nickname "Morning Wood" painted on the handle. I tell Garrett, "This is your punishment for being a cock tease and trying to drive me crazy with this little butt you've got. Well, say goodbye to it, you won't recognize it after I get through with you. I give one false swing with the paddle just to mess with his head. Just as he feels the relief of not being spanked on the first swing, I swat both of his cheeks three times each hard in rapid succession. "This is what happens to a bad puppy. You have to learn your lesson the hard way." I spank his ass as hard as I can once every 15 seconds, for the next 5 minutes. His puppy dog eyes are now wet with tears and his ass is red like an electric oven when the burner is set all the way to High. I can't stop the process of breaking him in now, I am already almost halfway to reaching my real goal.
I take a picture of his ass, red like a fire truck and marked with hard welts. I felt guilty for going so rough on the boy. At this point, my cock and balls are more or less running the show. I put some lotion on round little pint sized package of two handfuls of young boy ass cleavage. The skin on his ass deserves some time to heal after the punishment that he endured on the flesh of his puppy dog hind quarters. Now, I will focus my attention forcing inch after painful inch of my oversized animal like third leg dangling inbetween my legs. The head of my penis knocks back and forth againts my knees as I stand over him, shivering from the nervous adrenaline coursing throughout my entire body. Out of my pocket, comes a package of lube. I apply the lube to my erection made of steel and I apply even more extensively to both the inside and outside of now tight little cock socket, that with the next few hours will be better described as a gaping cum funnel that will be filled to the top with my ball busting surplus of boy breeding baby batter.
The head of my cock is on it's way into poor little Garrett's inexperienced butthole and I am doing my best not to shoot my load immediately as I make contact with his perfect soft, smooth ass meat. I get up to my feet and take a moment to reflect on everything, while holding my cock and counting down to the launch of a very strong stream of piss. I shoot just a bit out at first, looking down to see the reactions from the pupboy at my feet. This is his first time taking piss. He is bound tight with the urinal drain running very far into his throat. I drain about half my piss into the urinal and down into his mouth, and the other half I aim directly at his face. I shake off the last drops of piss from my enormous Daddy cock and waste no time as I get back down and work my way back into his butthole, his ass cheeks still red and sore from the twenty six times "Morning Wood" collided into him in full swing. My cock is way too big for his little hole to take, so I get off him and detach his throat from the piss drenched drainage pipe.
"Kennel up, pup", is the order I command to the humiliated young pup. Garrett was finally learning what it means to be submissive. He was knee deep in bondage. His hands were now just paw mitts. He was walkng on his hands and knees. His virgin asshole was aching from repeat penetrations and insertions into his anus. Slowly, the submissive and obedient little pet slave boy crawled on all fours across his training room and into his dog cage. He laps water from a dish with his name engraved on it. Inside his small tummy is a half quart of my piss. The paws on his mitts and the pads on his knees are holding up a hundred and twenty pounds of young puppy meat in training. I watch him in his desperation as he laps up his drink of water and crunches on the Puppy Chow I have filled his dish with.
"Keep your face down in the food dish", are the words he heard from my direction. I went to the rear of his kennel and pull up chair and sit down. I opened the rear end gate on the cage and grabbed his hips and pulled his rear end out. I say to him, "I want to hear you eating all that dog food and lapping up every last drop of water in your dish, boy." Garrett does his best to obey me and eats mouthfuls of Puppy Chow and laps up his water dish in waves. I lube his bruised, beaten little butt again and finger his sore and tight fuck spot. I use more lube this time, making sure I thoroughly cover all of his pint size love tunnel. "Let Daddy hear his pup panting", comes out of my mouth. "Uh Uh Ah Uh Oh", the noise of him panting like a dog on a hot day, his tongue hanging from his mouth.
"Wink", I say it again and again to him, "Wink your butthole." My cock is pushing up against my pups thigh. My cock and balls are much bigger than his thighs. My balls are bigger than his butt and the head of my cock is too large for his even his butt cheeks to take in more than an inch. I grind my hard cock against his asshole, buttcrack, and the rest of my cock and balls push up the insides of his thighs pressed together. I use both of my hands and spread his ass cheeks as far apart as they can go. "Wink!", is all that is said as we excersize his butthole. I use my fingers to stretch the O-ring of his anus wider and to make it gape. I make him wink his butthole for an hour or so, all time I am humping and pushing my cock against his ass and thighs. Occasionally, I take my cock and spread open his thighs and dick slap his balls. The sounds of him panting, crunching on Puppy Chow, calling me his Daddy, and being made to beg for more ass abuse... it was all turning me on so much. I grabbed a funnel and stuck the tip of it into his swollen asshole and blasted a high yield semen bomb and it all went down the funnel straight into his rectum.
I tilt his butthole forward and stick his dog tail buttplug in to prevent his ass full of cum from leaking. I pull him out of his cage butt first and grab him by the leash. "Heel", I order him to start walking on his doggy legs. He walks slower than usual, mostly from his asshole being force fucked but also from the slippery butt plug he cannot drop. He crawls across the room in the direction his Daddy leads him. My piss is in his tummy and my cum is in his rear end. I can tell he is getting sleepy now. He will get plenty of sleep when I put him back into his cage. Right now, I am just dragging him to the spot he is now. I lower the pulley and place each of his four legs into the for leg holes of a harness. I lift him up from the floor and posistion him over the high horse and saddle. I lower him down onto the saddle with his butthole posistion at a perfect forty five degree angle and remove his buttplug. His buttcheeks look great pushed up on the edge of the saddle.
Next, I inserted a tube into his anus and ran it from his butthole into his mouth, deep back, hanging down his throat. I used a butterly ring gag to keep his mouth open. To top this all off, I placed pacifiers into his butthole and his mouth and pissed all over his ass and face to mark my territory. I put cameras at both ends of him so that I could later replay the next hour of him dripping my piss from his head and tail, taking all of the ass cum in in his butt straight into his throat, oozing with drool from the gag in his mouth, sucking on binkys from both ends, mounted on a high horse, propped up onto a saddle, drenched in cum, piss, and spit, dressed up as a leather puppy, ass candy apple red and bruised with welts, spitting up cum and piss, wiggling around, kept in bondage, and forced to train how to be a good little puppy boy sex slave for his Daddy.
The PupBoy Next Door: A Puppy Tale By PupBoy22
END CHAPTER ONE
"LOVE THY NEIGHBOR"
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PupBoy22