"Woah!" Bart yelled, jumping up in shock from the wet probe. SLH leapt back, frightened by the response. Bart was flooded by a myriad of unfamiliar and confusing sensations, and he became aware that his penis had jumped to a semi-erect position. Indeed, his whole crotch and butt tingled from the experience.
For a long moment, he just stood there, trying to make sense of what had just happened. Had his dog just done what he thought he had? Bart had to admit the sensation was not unpleasant. Curious at the response it provoked, Bart looked at his faithful friend.
"Do that again, boy!" Bart asked him, turning and bending over slightly. Santa's Little Helper cautiously trotted over, sniffed him, and greeted his master's anus with four slow licks with his warm, wet, rough tongue, each one sending a dizzying rush of pleasure up his back. Bart's tool was standing at complete
attention now, and his pet gently nuzzled the side of his master's bare leg for approval.
"Good boy, good boy." Bart praised his dog as he woozily sat down on the stairs, legs spread, reeling from the unbelieveable waves of pleasure rippling through him. He lovingly stroked the fur on his dog's head for a time, before setting his hands on...