Chapter #6Vernon Dursleyvand the Dog— part 3 by: Magdalene   "That's a good boy." Vernon patted Harry's cheek. "I'll go get the dog, you just stay here." And something to help the dog get in the mood... Or whatever dogs did. He left Harry alone for the moment, going to the kitchen and getting some milk, then going to get the dog. He coaxed it out with the milk, leading it into the bedroom.
The boy simply continued to sob, curling up as he clutching at his bleeding face. He just wanted to let the dog go now, as cute as it was it wasn't worth all this pain.
"Harry, don't treat your guest like that, come down on the ground and give him a kiss," Vernon ordered, stroking the dog's head. It was still wary of him, but it let him do so, focused on the child and keeping an eye out for the buttery milk he'd gotten a taste of before.
Harry nodded, sliding to the floor, wrapping his arms around the dog and kissing it on the top of its head. He just hoped Uncle Vernon wouldn't hurt the poor dog, after all it wasn't his fault all of this was happening.
Vernon smirked, crossing his arms and holding the milk over the dog's head, getting its attention. "Harry, turn around on your hands and knees. If you can do something very special for the dog, I'll know you can really take enough responsibility to keep it."
"Wh-What do I have to do?" Harry asked, trembling as he considered his command. "Wh-Why do I hafta get on my hands and knees, Uncle Vernon?"
"If you just let it happen then you won't get hurt too badly." Vernon sighed and clicked his tongue. "Now, turn around and get on your hands and knees- I'm going to pour some milk on your behind but don't worry, it's just to get the dog interested."
Harry thought that sounded really weird but knew Uncle Vernon might hurt him or the dog if he didn't do as told. With a small sob he turned around and got into position, finding it rather awkward.
The man then knelt beside Harry and dripped some milk between the boy's cheeks and got the dog interested, where it then started licking. He kept dribbling milk down at a slow pace, trying to make it last as he watched the dog tonguing his nephew's little pink hole.
Harry was shocked at what was happening. "N-No...it's gross- stop." he begged, feeling the dog's tongue touch his hole. "U-Uncle Ver-Vernon... please... why are you doing this?"
"I'm teaching you a lesson." Vernon dripped more milk to keep the dog licking before he saved the last of it. He then reached down, awkwardly grasping the dog's sheath and beginning to stroke, trying to get it hard so that the dog would start to see what he had in store for it.
"B-But it's gross, his tongue is on my bum." Harry whimpered, squirming a bit and gasping. He had no idea why it felt good and the thought made him feel even worse about everything.
Vernon peeked beneath Harry and smirked, reaching down with his other hand to touch his slowly hardening prick. "Getting excited, hm, Boy?" He let the dog go, whining and wiggling. He pulled away from Harry's behind, and Vernon guided it closer to his nephew, until it mounted him with a short bark.
Harry screamed as he felt the dog get up behind him. "Wh-What's happening?" he asked, feeling more and more nervous. First his uncle was touching him down there and now he could feel something poking his bottom.
"Don't worry, Boy. I'm...um...teaching you the facts of life. He's trying to make you feel good...and make himself feel good." Vernon, rubbing the dog's head, helping him adjust and mount Harry properly and helping him put his paws in a place that wouldn't make the child collapse under the weight, then helped him find Harry's hole. "Now, this is going to hur-" He couldn't even finish his sentence before the dog shoved in.
Harry's screams got louder as he was penetrated. It was more painful than he imagined as the dog immediately started thrusting. "Wh-What's going on?" he asked, sobbing as he tried to crawl away.
"Ugh..." Vernon kept Harry in place. "Just hold still and let him do what he wants, Boy." Oh, and the knotting, later... Well, he would deal with that when it came up. "Let him do what he wants, you might even like it." Vernon decided to kick start that part first, reaching down to stroke Harry's small cock.
Harry continued to scream, though, tears and blood mixing as they ran down his face. "U-Uncle V-Ver-Vernon..." he sobbed, wondering why this was all happening to him. "Why...why is he inside my— my— like this?"
The boy's screaming was starting to grate on Vernon's nerves, and his questions weren't helping. "Like I said, Boy," Vernon sighed, making sure to keep stroking Harry, no matter how futile it seemed to be right then. "He's making himself feel good- and if you would just stop screaming and act like a big boy, and try to get through the pain, you could like it too."
Harry nodded, biting down harshly on his lower lip as he tried to calm down. Still it hurt really badly, even with the strange feeling in his groin as Uncle Vernon touched him. "W-Will I get to k-keep him?"
Well, as much as Vernon didn't want the dog in his house, he had to hand it to the boy for sticking with it even through all this. "Yes, you can keep him— but I'm not going to help you take care of him, so it's all your responsibility," he told Harry, leaning in to kiss his temple, still fondling his prick. "You're doing so well, just try and relax. It will start hurting less."
"O-Okay U-Uncle Vernon." Harry sobbed, doing his best to simply let the dog fuck him. "Ahhnn...f-feels so weird..." The pleasure in his cock had started increasing as he was stroked, replacing the pain.
"See, it's feeling good, isn't it?" Vernon smirked, kissing down Harry's cheek, avoiding the blood tracks and watching as the dog's thrusts became frenzied. He wouldn't last very long... Hopefully he'd at least start making Harry feel nice along the way. Harry was about to feel like he had a fist up his ass.
Harry nodded, liking that Uncle Vernon was starting to be nice again. "Y-Yeah -but it still hurts." he whimpered, wishing he wouldn't have had to do this in the first place.
"Don't worry, you'll feel fine soon enough," Vernon assured him, smirking as the boy's cock twitched in his hand and the dog started hitting Harry's prostate every other thrust, brushing it every time it thrust in, pleased with Harry's walls clamping down and tightening up around him.
Harry moaned out as his prostate was hit, sending small sparks of pleasure up his spine every time it was hit. It was so strange that something like this could feel good. "Ahhnn...p-please, Uncle Vernon."
"I can't help you any more than I already am, Harry," Vernon tsk'd, shaking his head as he stroked Harry's cock. the dog howled as he came, planting itself firmly inside of Harry, wiggling a bit to stay in as its cock softened...then began to swell again. "Now, I need you to stay calm and stay as still as possible, Harry."
Harry's eyes widened in shock as he felt the dog's cock swell inside him. "Wh-What's going on, what's going on, Uncle Vernon?" he screamed, pain again flaring up in his backside.
"Shhh, shhh," Vernon hushed irritably, "it's just going to get big, then it will stop, and it will pull out, but it's going to take some time," Vernon shushed, trying to keep the boy calm. He kept stroking him, faster and harder to keep him hard. "Just bear with it, Boy."
"A-Alright, Uncle Vernon." Harry shuddered, sobbing as he tried to calm himself down. He appreciated how nice Uncle Vernon was being now but he didn't understand why he had to do this just to keep the dog.
Vernon stroked Harry's blood-and-sweat matted hair with his free hand and gave him a kiss on the cheek, then the temple. "Just bear with it, Harry, I'll try and make you feel good..." He still hadn't gotten off, but that could wait until later. He kept stroking Harry's small prick as the dog's cock kept swelling until about the size of a fist before stopping.
Vernon's stroking was working somewhat, helping Harry calm down as small moans escaped his throat. "Ahhnn...s-so weird, Uncle Vernon." he said, shuddering as his cock once again got hard.
"You're doing just fine, Boy..." Vernon kept the dog on top of him to keep it from dragging Harry around with it, at least until it finished with its knotting. He kept stroking Harry, trying to keep him hard and get him to orgasm at least once.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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