My first time with a dog, well my first time ever with anyone, human or animal, was a week after my seventeeth birthday. I had been out shopping with my two best friends Jenna and Charlie and came home loaded with clothes and fabulous stuff i didnt really need. I unlocked the front door of my family home and immediately fended off my fathers hyperactive year old labrador. Grinding my teeth in annoyance i dumped my bags on the dining room table and dragged him over to his basket, ordering him to stay.

I came home early one evening from a business trip. My meeting went flawlessly and I had closed the deal on a multi-million dollar project. I decided to go home and celebrate with the wife or I should say celebrate ON the wife. To my surprise though, when I walked in around :pm, she wasnt in her normal spot for that time of evening her reading chair. I thought maybe she went to bed early, so I quietly went to the bedroom. When I opened the door I noticed that she did go to bed early with my german shepherd George. There she was with her ass up in the air sucking on my dogs dick.

It happened the week after my seventeenth birthday.. I came home from my shift at the local supermarket to find the house i share with my father and elder brother empty, so i put away the groceries, let our two dogs, rosie our old gentle spaniel and luca my brothers hyper rottwheiler out. Once they were happily running about the backgarden i phone my dad who told me hes decided to go visit family a hours drive away and wouldnt be back till late. I then tried to phone my brother but as usual his phone was off! Anyway it was warm so i opened the back door, i