#241809 - I was trying to calm him down a little, when i started thinking back to when i waas 12 and wondered if i could still lick my own cock, i got into the old position, and tried and tried, but alas my bones werent as subtle as they used to be, so i resigned myself to concentrating on sparky. In the kitchen sparky(thats what we called him) looked up pityfully at me, i leaned over and patted him, he seemed to enjoy that, i knelt down and rubbed his tummy, sparky rolled over to give me full view of his sheath, which i began stroking, his cock peeped out immediately,and was breathing heavily, mm i thought nice cock, i leaned down to his cock and had a little lick, oh i thought, i remember that taste, sweet but somewhat of an iron taste to it which is normal. shane was a great dog bought by my dad, for my sisters 7th birthday.