Dirt road, Part 1
Horse sex story, typical size play. Beware, it's a little sloppy and possibly lightly gruesome to some.
Hey all, I'm BAAAACCCCKKKK! I've decided to write what is basically just some good old fashioned smut, so enjoy it at that value if you'd like. If you want more, please tell me in the comments section, I love nothing more than comments. Thank you, and enjoy!
"Lost in stereo, lost in stereo!" Screamed the radio, the volume blasted up within three points of its maximum. The driver had the window open, country air blasting his face in an attempt to stay lucid. The miles whipped by at a brisk speed of seventy, the engine of his Charger happily burbling with its throaty exhaust echoing off the trees that lined either side of the road. His eyelids were leaden, and All Time Low's music did little to keep him from falling asleep. He rubbernecked repeatedly, modern sensors beeping every time he strayed onto the road's shoulder. Eventually he caught onto the fact that he was going to crash and die in a fiery explosion of expensive Dodge performance parts; so he turned down a dirt road, shut the vehicle off and set down to taking a quick break. As the engine clicked itself cool, he slipped into a deep sleep.
He awoke in a dark room, warm air lazily streaming around him. There were crickets chirping and rustling around outside wooden walls, the night air oozing languidly through the spaces between each board. He became aware of a strange smell, breathing through his nose at length to figure out what it was. There was hay, nicely dried, and something else. Something mildly familiar, but at the same time difficult to remember. His mind clicked into gear, still addled from lack of sleep. It was horses that he smelled, that distinctly musky yet clean smell of well groomed horses. He tried to push himself up, and his motion set off lights above him. He noticed then that he was naked, and strapped onto some kind of strange wooden scaffolding. His rear end was lifted off the ground, legs splayed apart, toes struggling to touch the ground. His hands were strapped onto wooden dowels, suspending his torso up. He tried to speak, but his words were muffled and he tasted something acidic. Trying to clamp his mouth shut, he felt a metal bar set into his mouth and secured around his head with what appeared to be brown leather straps. It was difficult to tell after all, since he could not turn his head or, for that matter, see his own face. Bu what he could tell was that moisture that gathered at the corners of his lips where the metal was cool to the touch. He shuffled the bit around in his mouth, trying to arch his back and strain at his bonds. Movement was incredibly limited, worn leather straps biting into his skin whenever he strayed from a position that wasn't both straight ahead and level.
He resigned himself to thinking that it was merely a dream, and as such he closed his eyes and settled his head down as comfortably as he could. The man was about to drift back into peaceful sleep when something struck him in the face. He inhaled sharply, sucking some long tendrils into his nose. Some of the strands clung to his sweaty face, and he popped his eyes open in surprise. Blinking rapidly, he saw dark brown hair swinging to and fro in front of his very eyes. It swished up and away, falling back in front of him, as something dark shifted around in front of him. Skinny yet muscular legs lead up to thick thighs, the dark hair shimmering between them intermittently flashing a black teardrop shape to the warm air. He furrowed his eyebrows, "No, it can't be... A mare?" His mind wandered over that thought, wondering for what reason he was being tied behind a mare for.
Her tail flicked up along her flank, and he saw her clitoris flash pink as she winked at him with an audible smack. She was in heat. There was a rattling noise behind him; metal rollers screeched as a door was opened. Something stomped inside, prancing about wantonly on the dirt floor of the small barn. His heart skipped a beat, pulse accelerating towards the red line as a bead of sweat crawled down his temple, matting his hair along the way. The thing danced around the room, snorting and sniffing as the rollers screeched again until the door slammed shut authoritatively. Something jumped down onto the ground and quietly plodded through the dirt, stooping down behind the restrained man. He moaned as loud as he could eyes flicking from peripheral to peripheral in an attempt to see what was happening behind him. He felt a gentle hand sweeping over his buttocks, and heard a wet clicking noise as something was stirred. A second hand met with his bare pucker, spreading something thick and warm around the circumference of the little pink circle. The hand left, and returned with a huge glob of the thick stuff, plopping it down at the top of his ass, letting it slowly coalesce and drip down until it touched his balls. The hands left him once more, and the feet plodded back to the back of the room. There was a slight creaking of wood, and the sounds of stomping and shuffling were again brought to his attention. They drew nearer, rattling the ground beneath his feet. His heart was pounding in his chest, head threatening to burst as sweat began to drip from his body. He was well and truly panicked now. The hammering footfalls stopped right behind him, something whuffling around his posterior. An extended exhalation of warm air met his ass, velvety lips rapidly nipping up and down his exposed thighs, breathing in his scent. The mare in front of him shuffled around slightly, letting out a faint whinny. The snorting resumed above him, the mare's tail rising and swinging to the side. He raised his eyes to the extent of their vertical lift, watching the vulva that sat slightly above his face.
He saw it, then, the broad white nose of a horse sniffing around the male's vulva, lip contorted into a hideous grin as the mare winked her arousal at the mate. "Are they really going to mate right above me? Fucking dis-gust-ing!" He thought, heart still hammering. "Damned beast might crush me!" He thought as it retreated out of his vision. There was a pattering sound in front of him, and he returned his attention to the vulva hanging above him. He was rewarded for his curiosity with a gratuitous spray of hot horse urine, the horse stooping her hips lower as she relieved herself. "Great, glad she's feeling better now I-" His thoughts were cut short as something huge, heavy, and hot placed itself firmly onto his back. Hooves set themselves on either side of his bound hands, hugging firmly against the sturdy wooden structure to which he was bound. The horse was on his back. Something hot and hard trailed up his inner thighs, suddenly whipping forward and skimming along his stomach, strong enough to lift both him and the wooden frame a few inches from the ground before running itself back along his torso, leaving a trail of glistening pre ejaculate. Moans and screams fought past the bit in his mouth, the horse thrusting forward again savagely. It met with his scrotum with blinding force, shutting up his screams as he sucked in breath through his nose. The testicular agony distracted him only for a moment, as the broad tip of the horse's engorged length met with the mess of lubricant that encased his firmly clenched asshole. The tip trudged its way up and down between his buttocks, pushing further forward with more strength every time it went up or down. The horse bent its neck down, switching between nibbling on his hair and greedily sucking in the mare's pheromones.
It bucked on his back, forcing the air from his lungs as the tip spread his clenched cherry open. The head barged into him roughly, the lubricant doing little to dull the pain of the horse's careless intrusion. It continued forward, the man's body violently shuddering and his mouth spitting out muffled obscenities and nonsensical noises. It ground along inside him, the horse mumbling and whining in short bursts as it penetrated what it thought was a horny mare waiting for his seed. The human was drenched from head to foot in sweat, practically experiencing a seizure as his body shook without control. The first forward stroke seemed to take forever, his stomach feeling as though he were in free fall, and his ass feeling as though somebody had just launched a nuclear strike inside his bowels. The horse cared naught for that, and continued until a spongy ring met with the man's pucker. The horse jammed it inside of his 'mare,' ramming into the man until its balls collided with the human's much smaller ones. His eyes spread as wide as they would go, his throat struggling to make sounds as he choked on the pain of being split nearly in two. The two grapefruit sized orbs sat there like that for a minute, the two animals trading sweat as it panted on top of the gasping and moaning human. It dragged its length backward, the spongy ring tugging at the human's sphincter until it freed itself with an audible pop. The head did the same, dragging the human's tortured ring of flesh out impossibly far, the feeling of pre-cum squirting into his bowels doing little to console the fact that he had just absorbed three and a half feet of Clydesdale cock. He was most certainly going to die from this act of utter deprav-
Wham! The horse bucked its hips with all the force trapped inside of those mighty legs, the medial ring slipping into the man without protest. The humans guttural grunt was one of panic, the head of that mighty cock reaching places inside of him that were meant never to be touched. It ripped itself viciously out of the man, and rammed itself in again, the beast's hot and sloppy thighs rubbing along the human with every rough thrust. Something hot and thick dripped onto his face, his open mouth gathering some of the liquid as it leaked down from the heavens. Craning his head to look up, he saw that the stallion was drooling onto the ass of the mare, and it was dripping down in huge thick strands to meet with his face. He didn't care about that, though, as the horse's huge balls slapped against his own, and it thrust forward again without even removing its dick even a fraction of an inch. It rocked the wooden frame closer to the mare, and made the man scream out in agony. The horse drew its huge shaft out again, and punched it into him viciously once more. All he could smell was horse sweat, horse piss, horse manure, and copious equine testosterone. Everything was horse. His mind began to shut down when he felt a great stretching inside of his body.
"This is it, I'm going to die now," He thought, as the hulking stallion rammed its rapidly flaring head into the man's abdomen. It rammed forward again and again, never retreating an inch as the beast hiked itself up on the humans back. Sweat dripped from its body onto the humans as it whinnied loudly enough to shake the very heavens. The dick pulsed inside of him, and he felt the balls climb slightly against his own. The first shot of cum was not at all displeasurable. "If I have to do this, I might as well fucking try and enjoy a little bit of it!" He thought, wishing to spite his captors. The beast's seed hit his inner walls with incredible force, its fiery warmth providing a (very small) bit of comfort in such a hostile world. The second blast complimented the first, the warm feeling spreading as the dick reamed him out and filled in the gaps with viscous, hot cum that roiled around inside his bowels as rope after rope of the hot stuff was injected into his body, gurgling around erotically. The horse shivered over him and the dick began to recede from inside him with a great sucking sensation. The flare tugged cum along with it as it spat out a final thick glob of sealant to keep the cum from draining out of his mare. The human almost passed out as the horse stepped off of him, the dick ripping out of his ass, letting the outside air flood into his worn passage as the horse sniffed at the hole.
Once the stallion had backed off, he felt somebody release his bindings, and remove the bit form his mouth. He was far too worn out to resist at all, and merely whimpered a weak "Thank you," to whoever was rescuing him from that damned creature. His insides felt as though they had split in two, and he was nauseated by how deep the thing had gone into him. As soon as the person releasing him tried to move him, he yelped out as the shift in position strained both his joints and his pained ass.
"'S okay, baby, I'm here" Whispered a feminine voice in his ear, a tear dripping down his cheek as the person pulled him down and onto the ground. He looked up at his savior, seeing a surprisingly beautiful woman who wrapped her arms around him and pulled him onto her lap, facing her. She was wearing black leggings and a white tank top, little frills running horizontally across it every inch or so. Her brown hair was splayed over her shoulders, the tips died almost blond, her skin was a light tan, and her eyes were a beautiful steel gray. He felt her tug him to her small, pert breasts, and he nuzzled his head into them. He let out a choked sob, and she softly placed her hand against the side of his face, brushing his lengthy hair out of his eyes. "There there," She spoke, voice dainty but moderately deep. He felt something leaking out of his rear, and he immediately knew it was the horse's semen running out of his ass and onto her legs. He struggled to release himself from her grasp, embarrassed that he was oozing horsecum onto her strong, toned thighs. "'S okay, 's okay," She cooed, the man sniffling in her arms. "Shhhh, shhhh," He heard, and he closed his eyes and wept openly into her bosom. Her hands patted his body, tugging him in close against her and rocking him gently. In the distance, the horse looked at the pair, ears slicked down against its head as liquid dripped from its heavy, swinging dick.