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“Are you sure you’ll be okay, Jackson?” my mom asked. Her back faced me while she moved jars around the counter, trying to find her list of errands.
“I’ll be fine. You know this isn’t my first time home alone, right?” I joked, handing her the list she was frantically searching for.
She turns around and lets out a breath of relief. “Thank you, honey,” She kissed my forehead and made her way to the door, keys in hand.
“Call me if you need anything, I’ll be back in a couple of hours.”
I nodded, wanting her out as soon as possible. I lock the door behind her before she gets to lock it herself. I go to the window and watch to make sure she leaves. My mother sees me watching, so she waves, thinking I’ll miss her, and I wave back with a wicked glint in my eyes. Her car pulls out of the driveway and drives in the opposite direction. A grin spread across my face and my stomach was tight in excitement. I immediately went to the cabinet to get the new peanut butter container, so it wouldn’t be cold, and headed to where I knew Archer’s favorite spot was.
“Archer!” I called, with a playful tone dancing in my voice. Archer came running towards me with his tongue out. I held his dog’s face in one hand and the peanut butter in the other. I held Archer’s collar and walked him up the stairs, toward my room.
Even though I was home alone, I locked the door, just in case. If anyone I knew saw me doing this, I’d be dead. I commanded Archer to sit beside my blue bed, while I got comfortable. Gray sweatpants and comic t-shirts were flung to the side of the room, and I laid down against the headboard in my paw-print boxers. First, I undid the button of my boxers and let my flaccid cock sit outside on my lap. I then opened the room-temperature peanut butter, letting a jolt of anticipation run through me.
I scooped a hefty amount of peanut butter with three fingers. I placed the container next to me and picked up my cock. I paused, unsure of how to do this. I started by gripping the base of my cock and spreading the peanut butter onto my tip. It wasn’t even the main event, but I felt my cock getting hard at the stimulation. I let out a sigh under my breath.
I’m laser-focused on getting peanut butter all over my cock. I go again for more peanut butter and start jerking off with it in my hand. I take the creamy butter and use it as lube, moving my fist up and down my now hard cock. The butter is so smooth. I could cum just like this, and make Archer eat my peanut butter cum cock. The thought is too arousing and I force myself to drop my cock. I focus on the smell of the peanut butter instead of coming all over my hands. I make sure my six-inch cock is completely covered in peanut butter.
“Here boy,” I say, beckoning Archer with my peanut butter-covered hand. I’ve grown up with Archer, and if there is one thing I know, Archer loves peanut butter.
He jumps onto the bed and immediately begins licking my hand. I lean back against my headboard and enjoy the sensations. His tongue immediately scoops up the butter, and I feel more blood rush to my cock. I run the pads of my finger on his tongue to reach further back into his throat with my eyes closed. I desperately need my thick cock inside his warm, wet mouth.
He lets go of my hand and I admire how much saliva one dog can produce. My hard cock tells me to put my finger down my throat. “Mmmm, Arch, God you taste good,” I circle my tongue around my finger, tasting dog mouth and a hint of peanut butter.
Archer’s nose goes down to my hole under my cock, and I whimper in pleasure. My hole clenches at the thought of having him inside me, and I curse my mother for having him neutered. Archer pays no mind, as he follows the peanut butter and moves his tongue up to my cock.
My dog’s rough tongue is a heavenly contrast to the thick layer of peanut butter covering my cock. One swipe of his tongue and a fourth of the butter is gone. My mouth falls open and I throw my head back as Archer’s long tongue engulfs my tip. I felt his rough taste buds fucking my slit and I run a hand through his fur. Fuck, this was the best idea ever.
Archer continues licking the slides of my cock. The sensation is unimaginable, and I feel my orgasm approaching quickly. My hips subtly grind into the air as Archer continues licking my cock. My hands travel up my body and land on my nipples. I started pulling on them and pinching them as hard as I could, loud moans slipping out my mouth.
“Fuck Archer, just like that,”
One of Archer’s sharp teeth accidentally scratches my tip, and my orgasm breaks through the floodgates. A whine escapes my lips as five ropes of white cum fly into Archer’s mouth. I feel blood on my cock, but Archer licks my cock clean. I let go of my red, hard nipples and massage my palms against them. I then bring Archer to my mouth and kiss his wet tongue, savoring the taste of peanut butter, saliva, and my cum.