[blparent] Children's story

[Tammy, Paul and Colyn]

Hi,

Looks like the spammer has come to blind parent!  Not the most disturbing 
message I've read.  I should be able to track it, and see who sent it.

Debbie, I'll let you know privately what, if anything I can find out.

Tammy
----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Michael Baldwin" <mbaldwin at gpcom.net>
To: <blparent at nfbnet.org>
Sent: Wednesday, February 17, 2010 9:41 PM
Subject: [blparent] Children's story


>I was your typical teenage boy. I was 17 years old, a junior in
> high school, and very active in sports, mainly track and cross country. 
> Being
> involved in sports kept me busy and active and because of this, I had a 
> great
> build. I was about 6 feet tall at the time with short brown hair and brown
> eyes. I wasn't your most popular kid but I was friends with all the 
> "populars".
> I was usually most active at night, and that's when I did all my
> workouts and running. I loved to go running on a clear night. It helps to
> clear your mind of everything. Being a 17 year old boy, I was naturally 
> always
> horny and I would try to find every chance I could to jack off. I swear, I 
> had
> seen all the porn on the internet and nothing was really working for me 
> anymore.
> My family and I lived in Tennessee. I loved it there because we
> always had these cool nights with fog. It always kept me cool when I would 
> go
> running late. We lived in a suburb just outside of Nashville, so we 
> weren't out
> in the hicks like most people think Tennessee is. Growing up, I was always
> usually left alone in the house with my bigger brother who was about six 
> years
> older. During the summer months, my brother would watch me while my 
> parents
> went to work. It was one summer day that I walked in on him jacking off 
> and that'
> s how I discovered how to relieve myself. Soon, though, he went off to
> college, so I had the house all to myself.
> One night, it was around 10:00pm, when I decide to go for a late
> night run. I was all ready and left the house. I decided to go a different
> route instead of the one I always take. I had a lot of energy and I wanted 
> to run
> for about an hour. My run took me by this drive way that lead back into 
> the
> woods. I could see I nicely lit log cabin home off in the distance. These
> people owned a lot of land and always kept their place looking nice. As I 
> was
> running by the drive way, I heard rattling coming from the bushes along 
> the edge of
> the street. I stopped to look around but I didn't see anything. I waited 
> for
> a couple of seconds and then started running again. I heard it again. I 
> was a
> little scared by now, hoping it wasn't some mountain lion waiting to 
> attack
> me. Then I saw a dog come out from behind the bushes. I was scared at 
> first
> because it was a huge dog. It was a Bernese Mountain dog. He was gigantic 
> and I
> was terrified he was going to attack me so I slowly walked away.
> About and hour and a half later, I returned to my house, finished
> with my run for the night. It was only about midnight and I had nothing 
> else
> to do so I decided to jack off before I went to bed. Again I was still 
> feeling
> unpleasured so I just decided to fall asleep.
> The next couple of nights I decided to take my new path when I
> would run. Every time I ran by the log cabin I would make sure not to stop 
> in
> fear of the large dog. After a while I got so used to it I didn't even 
> bother to
> care about the dog, until one night, I ran into him again. Only this time 
> he
> was in the middle of the road. His tail was wagging so I decided that he 
> wasn'
> t as viscous as I thought he was and patted him on the head as I ran by.
> The dog started to follow me and I was worried he would get lost
> so I stopped and went back to the log cabin, assuming that was where he 
> lived.
> It was around 11:00pm and I had the dog next to me as I walked up the 
> drive
> way. I knocked on the door, hoping the family inside wouldn't be pissed 
> because
> it was so late, but the lights were still on so I went ahead and knocked 
> on
> the door anyway.
> It took a little bit before someone answered the door. A huge man
> about the 6'4 answered the door and immediately the dog ran inside.
> "Sorry to bother you so late but as I passed your house I noticed
> this dog outside in the middle of the street. He started to follow me and 
> I
> didn't want him to get lost so I thought I should bring him back." I said,
> looking up to this man.
> "Thanks for bring Frank back. He's our dog and he escapes all
> the time out the back fence. You're welcome to come in and take a rest if 
> you
> like." the giant man said.
> I was looking at the man as he turned to let me into his house.
> He was tall, and I could tell he worked out because his arms where massive 
> and
> his pecks were stretching out his t-shirt. I could also see his thick 
> black
> chest hairs poking out above his shirt. He had black hair and his face was 
> real
> rugged looking. He had what seemed to be a two week old beard. He was 
> wearing
> only boxers and I could just begin to see his massive cock head poking 
> through
> the slit in the boxers. I was beginning to get hard and told him I was 
> going
> to leave because it was getting late.
> "Thanks again for bringing back Frank. Oh, I didn't catch your
> name." he said.
> "I'm John."
> "My name is Steve" he said as he shook my hand.
> Steve shut the door behind me and I ran home as fast as I could.
> As soon as I got home, the first thing I did was run upstairs to my room 
> and
> strip off all my clothes. My 8 inch cock was already as hard as could be 
> and I
> began to imagine Steve with his massive cock in my hand. Only a few 
> minutes
> later and I shot my load. I had one of the most powerful orgasms I had 
> ever had.
> Once I finally stopped cumming, I was spent so I went to bed.
> All week long I fantasized about Steve. I wanted him to fuck me
> so bad. I wanted to see his hairy chest and see what it was like to have 
> those
> rough hands all over my body. Every time I would pass his house, I got an
> instant hard-on. Lucky for me, Frank was always outside so I was able to 
> take him
> up to Steve's house to let him know. Every time I knocked on the door, I 
> hoped
> that he would answer the door with out his shirt on; catching him just as 
> he
> was getting out of the shower or working out maybe. I was always 
> disappointed
> to see him fully clothed.
> One night, it was cloudy and it looked like it was going to rain
> so I decided to get my run in before a storm hit. As I passed the infamous
> Steve's house, Frank was outside again. It just started to pour so I ran 
> Frank up
> to the door. Steve answered the door,
> "John, you're soaking wet. Why don't you come in and wait for it
> lighten up a little outside before you go back. You can go upstairs into 
> my
> bathroom and use one of the towels I have to dry off."
> I did as I was told and went into his bathroom only to find a
> dirty jock strap on the floor. I was instantly hard and I my instincts 
> took over.
> I snatched it off the ground and immediately inhaled the wonderful man 
> scent
> of Steve's crotch. I had to stop because I was sure I was going to cum in 
> my
> pants if I didn't.
> "Hey Steve, I'm just going to leave. I don't want my parents to
> get worried." I yelled downstairs to him. I took one last whiff of his 
> jock
> strap and left. Of course as soon as I got home, I jerked my dick so hard 
> I
> thought it would fall off.
> The next night I went running, hoping to find Frank out again.
> Sure enough, Frank was in the middle of the road. I was so excited to take 
> him
> up to the house but I saw that there weren't any lights on in the house. I 
> took
> him up anyways and rang the doorbell. No one answered. I didn't know what 
> to
> do so I tried to walk him around back and put in the back yard. The gate 
> was
> broken and I knew he would just escape again so I deiced I would take him 
> home
> with me for the night and bring him back in the morning.
> When I got to my house, I didn't want to bring him in because I
> was afraid my parents would get mad. Being a Bernese Mountain dog, he had 
> long
> hair and I knew my mom would throw a fit. I brought him around back and 
> opened
> up our garage door to let him in. I laid down a blanket and got him a bowl 
> of
> water. I went upstairs to my room to have my usual jack off session before 
> I
> went to bed. Just as I was about cum, I heard Frank barking and wining so 
> I
> went down to the garage, hoping my parents wouldn't wake up.
>
> "Frank, shut up before you wake everyone up!" I yelled.
> He just stood there looking at me and I didn't know to do. I went
> over to check and see if he had any water in his bowel. It was still full. 
> I
> sat down next to him, hoping to calm him down a little. He finally laid 
> down
> next to me so I started to pet his head. As I was petting him, he rolled 
> over
> on to his back. I soon discovered that he wasn't neutered. His balls were 
> huge!
> I couldn't help but look at them and I kept thinking to myself,
> "John, this is gross!"
> But no one was around so I didn't care. I had seen other guy's
> balls that were big but none of them could compare to Frank's. Plus his 
> were
> covered in hair.
> I rubbed his stomach and slowly worked my way down to his cock
> and balls. When I reached his sheath, I was afraid he would chomp my hand 
> off so
> I eased into it. I slowly started to massage it. I looked at his face and 
> it
> looked like he was enjoying it. I then moved on to those delicious looking
> balls. I rolled them around in my hands and caressed them. I was so turned 
> on by
> all this, I had a raging hard-on. I went back to his sheath and started to
> jack him off and soon his cock came out of his sheath. At first this 
> scared me
> because I wasn't sure what it was. After a while I tried to see how big I 
> get
> it. His cock was getting huge so I stopped jacking him off.
> I had never sucked a man' cock before in my life and I had always
> wanted to. I knew I would probably never get a chance so I eased my head 
> down
> to his cock and stuck the tip into my mouth. It was so warm and it tasted
> kind of sweet. His cock was about eight inches long now and I was getting 
> afraid
> because it just kept growing so I stopped. I decided to leave Franck alone 
> and
> just jack off with him next to me.
> I took off my boxers and was going to town, all the while Frank
> was staring at me. I was just about to cum so I reached for a towel next 
> to me
> when I felt something wet and slimy hit my ass crack. I looked back to 
> find
> Frank licking his mouth. Then I saw him go for my ass and with his huge 
> tongue,
> he lapped at my ass crack again. This was sending me sensations I never 
> knew I
> could have so I let me go for it. He was licking my ass clean and every 
> once
> in a while, his tongue would reach under to my balls. I quickly turned 
> around
> to give a good shot at my leaking cock. He was licking it furiously and I 
> was
> in heaven. I was moaning so loud I was afraid my parents were going to 
> wake
> up. I didn't care anymore and I just wanted this damn dog. I decided to 
> turn
> around again to let him at my hairy ass.
> He seemed not interested and I tried everything to get him to
> lick it again. I got on all fours and called him name. He got up from 
> where he
> was laying down and came over to my ass. I was so excited and I began to 
> jack my
> cock some more. He licked my crack a few times and then he stopped. I 
> looked
> back at him and spread my ass cheeks apart trying to give him a better 
> shot.
> Just then, without any warning, Frank jumped up on my back and
> rapped his front paws around my waist. This freaked me out and I tried to 
> stand
> up but he was just too big. I felt something big poking and prodding 
> around my
> ass. When I looked down, I saw his cock was out of his sheath and was 
> leaking
> precum all over the floor. I started to yell at him,
> "Frank, get down! Stop!"
> But it was no use. I soon felt his cock reach my hole and he
> plowed into me. I was trying everything to get him to stop but it was no 
> use.
> Frank was fucking me. The pain was so intense and I wanted to scream. Then 
> I
> became afraid my parents were going to catch me in the act. What was I 
> going to say
> to them if they caught me being fucked by a strange dog? After a while the
> pain subsided and Frank's cock soon began to feel good inside of me. My 
> cock got
> hard again and I began to jack off.
> I soon felt something weird hitting the back of my ass. When I
> looked under me I saw a huge knot that was about the size of a baseball. 
> Frank
> was trying to tie with and I tried so hard to get free but Frank was so 
> damn
> big and strong. I tried to prepare for his knot to enter me but it was no 
> use.
> Frank gave a couple of hard humps and thrusted deep into my ass. I almost
> passed out from the pain. I don't know if anyone has ever seen a Bernese 
> Mountain
> dog's cock, but it's huge. And the knot is enormous. About five minutes 
> later,
> the pain subsided once again and I began to feel pleasure. Frank started 
> to
> hump short hard thrusts and I knew he was about to cum. Just then, Frank 
> let
> out a low pitched woof and he cummed all inside of me. I didn't know 
> anything
> could cum so much but I swear it felt like buckets full of cum. That was 
> about
> all I could take and I shot my load without even touching my cock. I shot 
> so
> much cum and my orgasm was so intense, I collapsed onto the floor.
> About another five minutes later, Frank tried to jump down but
> his knot was still swollen inside of me. He managed to jump down and turn 
> around
> so we were ass to ass. We were tied for about a half an hour and then I 
> heard
> a plop and his cock fell out of my ass. As soon as his cock came out, cum
> just gushed from my gaping hole. I immediately stood up, grabbed my 
> clothes, and
> ran to the toilet.
> I was spent for the night so I went to bed and I never heard
> Frank wine the rest of the night. The next morning I woke up early to 
> clean up my
> mess and take Frank home before my parents woke up. It was about 7:00am 
> and
> when we got to Steve's house. I rang the doorbell and Steve answered. I 
> told him
> how I tried to bring Frank home last night but no one was home so I took 
> him
> home with me. Steve said thanks and then grinned at me and said,
> "Was he a good dog for you?'
>
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