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Deacon smiles, and nuzzles Darcy. Darcy gives a soft moo and rubs her wet nose on the colt's cheek. Deacon nickers softly and rolls up in the cow's warmth. The colt stretches and tries to close his eyes, but is kept awake by shuffling coming from nearby. A plaintive moo sounds, and Deacon raises his head to lick the cow. But Darcy heaves herself up, and walks to the other side of the stall. Deacon follows, stubbing his hoof in the darkness. He lets out a quiet whinny, and is blinded by another flash of lightning and shaken by the roll of thunder that immediately follows. The colt looks up and sees the cow's shape not far away, and crawls over to see where she went. He wraps his hand around the cow's neck and hugs her close. Deacon starts in surprise as the cow immediately starts sniffing his crotch, licking it slowly, apparently reveling in their lovemaking. Cow pussy and colt cum all mixed together, forming a potent mix. Deacon nickers happily, clearly enjoying the ministrations.

The colt's cock starts to stiffen in his body, causing a soft moan to escape his muzzle. The warm, wet nose against his stomach gives a sharp push, causing him to loose his balance. "Hey!" stutters the colt... somehow this cow isn't Darcy, the warm caring bovine he just injected his seed in. The long tongue lavishes its attention between his legs. Deacon bends over slightly and spreads his thighs, his eyes going blank again from the pleasure. He braces himself on the hay covered floor and moans softly as the large bovine head rubs on his rump taking a break from its licking. The colt feels a lurch as the weight of the cow lands on his back...

It's a bull! The colt whinnies in fear as the bull's sheath rubs against his tail. His tailhole, in fact his entire crotch, is wet from his earlier breeding. A slick mix of his cum, the cow's cum, and the bull's licking coats his entire bottom. Deacon tenses his muscles, barring entry to the bovine. He feels a slick warm poke around his hindquarter as the bull hunches his haunches and searches for an entrance. The warm touch draws a moan out of the colt, his cock returning to full mast. The colt closes his eyes in anticipation, the horror of the situation numbing him. After a few seconds of gentle questing by the bull, Deacon opens one eye, grimacing in fear. Then he opens the other eye, furrowing his brow. Why hadn't the bull bred him as violently as he'd watched out in the field just the other week? Don't bulls make one quick thrust and embed their dripping cocks to the hilt, then finish? He glances behind him, then under his legs. The pink outline of the bull's member glistens in the darkness, slowly moving back and forth between his legs, wandering slowly from his tailhead to his testicles. The colt's own member bounces quietly with the rocking motion of the bull, dripping his own fluids.

Deacon moans quietly as the bull lavishes attention on his neck and ears with his wide and moist tongue. He gasps as the bull wedges his cock between the colt's testicles and leg; the bull's chin slipping over the Deacon's shoulder and pulling him backwards into the bull's crotch as he thrusts forward. Deacon tenses as the entire force of the bulls thrust allows the narrow cock slide all the way up to the colt's own glands, firing the cow spunk directly onto the colt's nose. The cow releases his grip on the small horse and slips off, landing heavily on his hooves. Another bolt of lightning illuminates the scene: Deacon on his hands and knees panting softly, his ass glistening with saliva and cum. The bull's semen drips off of his nose in a long strand as the bovine huffs quietly, his nose inches from the colt's tailhole. The bull's slim member, over a foot and a half in length, quickly slides back inside his body as the lightning fades.

Deacon nickers softly, slowly rising to one knee. The bull rests his chin on the colt's shoulder, breathing heavily. Deacon turns and shares breathe as another bolt of lightning strikes nearby. The entire barn shakes with the blast. Deacon climbs to his feet, his cock standing at attention. Another lightning bolt reveals the bull. Barely an adolescent! This bull must be replacing the older herd bull soon. Deacon smiles widely as the bull's wet nose presses into his crotch, the soft tongue roving all over his sensitive head, cleaning off the remnants of his union with the cow. The bull moos loudly and pushes at Deacon. The colt laughs and turns around again, raising an eyebrow at the obviously horny bull. He bends over as soon as the bull bends his head down, licking his tailhole. Deacon relaxes this time, letting the bull's long tongue forcefully press into his body. The sensation of his muscle getting stretched pulls a moan from the young horse's body. Even without actually entering him, the bull sends shivers of sensation through his body. Deacon gasps in anticipation as the bull once again rubs his chin on the stallion's haunches, preparing to mount a second time...

The bull rears up, slamming his chest on the horse's back. Deacon's eyes widen as he braces himself on the ground. The bull resumes his oral ministrations on the colt's back, causing him to arch himself in pleasure. The slick warm massage of his hindquarters returns as the bull enthusiastically searches for his entrance. Deacon tries to shift his weight to let him guide the bull back between his legs so he can taste his cum. He manages to scoot one hand to the center so he stays balances, and carefully lifts the other hand. He reaches back between his legs, but the shift of weight causes his shoulder to drop, increasing the angle of his hip. Giving the bull a direct line to his tailhole... Deacon gasps as he feels the slick sheath rub against his sensitive sphincter, then sharply draws a breath in as the bull's weight pushes an inch inside his body. Once the bull feels the tightness and warmth of the young colt's body, he presses forward, his cock straightening in his body causing him to explode inside the horse's body. His hooves pull the horse back onto his cock hilting his long cock in the young tunnel, his eyes glazing over as he ejaculates deep inside.

Deacon's eyes widen as he feels the bull enter. He didn't intend to let things go that far, he just wanted to taste the bull's cum. The bull's cock slides in like a knife, all 18" entering with a single thrust. All of a sudden the most remarkable thing happens... as the bull pulls him farther onto his cock, the furry sheath rubbing against the slick muscle. As he injects his essence, the bull's cock rotates inside the colt, sending the most delightful feeling through his body. The colt's cock flares at the sensation, drawing a long moan from his chest. The bull immediately withdraws, retracting his cock in a flash. Deacon clenches his ass but the bovine's spunk dribbles out slowly. Wow, Deacon thinks. He never would have thought letting an animal violate his anus would be pleasurable, but as he looks down at his throbbing member he smiles.

The bull moos again, rubbing his nose against the colt's chest again. Deacon grins widely and immediately returns to his hands and knees, his hindquarters dripping cum as he lifts his tail. The bull mounts without hesitation, gently thrusting his hips trying to find his sphincter. Deacon drops his shoulder again. As the bull finds his target he breaths heavily in the colt's ear, obviously getting tired. The slick member slides effortlessly into the lubed anus. The sensation feels different than before to the bull, and he probes around looking for the rough pleasure of before. The colt moans as the bull pushes in and out of his body, six inches slipping sensually back and forth. No bull normally breeds like this, but the inexperienced youngster didn't realize he had penetrated the colt.

The bull slides in and out, grinding his hips into the colt trying to find the feeling he felt for the earlier orgasms. He pushes farther in and the colt tenses, groaning. The extra tight feeling triggers the bull's lust. He thrusts inside, an extra ten inches slipping in as easily as the first eight. A cloud comes over the bulls vision as he explodes inside the colt again, injecting his guts with a thick coating of bull semen. The sensation of the bull's gift twisting around as its donated causes the colt to spasm in pleasure, his cock flexing and flaring slightly. As the bull's testicles slap the colt's he clenches, sending a huge spurt of precum out of his cock coating his member and his chest. The colt's jaw drops as he convulses hanging from the bull's cock. The bovine moos loudly and slowly drops off the colt's back, the 18" member slipping out almost painfully, making the colt's eyes widen as the sensation sends pulses through him.

The bull looks sated; his head hanging as his cock slowly retracts back into his body. Another bolt of lightning flashes, revealing the glimmering member. Deacon pulls himself to his feet, bull jism seeping out of his tailhole. He reaches around the bull's head, giving him a huge hug. His face lights up in a grin as he continues around the bull's body, scratching him under his tail. The bull looks over his shoulder with a blank expression on his face. Deacon reaches under his legs and gently feels the warm furry orbs hanging there. The colt reaches farther forward to rub the bull's sheath. He reaches under with his muzzle to give it a light lick, tasting the bull's essence as well as his own. The bull spreads his legs and moos softly. As the colt licks the bull's sheath, his own cock bobs down into the soft hay. Deacon looks down and smiles, then stands up and walks behind the bull, scratching his tailhead. The bull swishes his tail out of the way, and the colt stretches out on top of his croup, giving the bull's hindquarters a hug. He straightens, then moves a hand down to guide his glands to the bull's tailhole. A tingling sensation spreads across his body as he makes contact, then changes into spasms as he pushes his cock through the tight barrier.

The bull spreads his legs as the colt enters him. Deacon slowly presses inside, his pre only lubing the first few inches. The bull's anus sinks in as the colt forces his cock inside before slipping up his cock like a tight sweater. Deacon gasps as he doesn't move an inch, but his cock slides inside the hot bovine. Much tighter than the cow, but less slick... he bucks as his cock spasms, sending a pulse of pre into the tight tunnel. He bucks again, hilting himself in the willing bull. The colt pulls out, the ring of muscle refusing to let go. The tight tailhole pulls back, then slips back over him as he thrusts again. With every thrust the colt convulses, sending a jet of pre to lubricate the tunnel. The bull moans out a moo as the colt's flare moves in and out of his body... the colt hugs the bull's hindquarters as he explodes inside him, his tail flagging as he sends rope after rope of his seed into the bull's body. The colt collapses onto the bull's back as his member softens and pulls out of his body with a pop and a groan.

The tired colt nickers as he sits on his leg, only to be nuzzled again. Deacon laughs tiredly and bends over as the bull mounts him again. Deacon gasps as the slick member immediately enters his tailhole, the bovine thrusting softly respectively before rising off his hind legs and hilting himself inside the colt, again coating him with seed. The bull's tip rotates as he cums, spreading his cum all around the colt's body... Deacon groans as the bull pulls out, heavily landing on his feet. The colt stands shakily and hugs the bull. Both pant hard from their breeding. Deacon plants a kiss on the bull's nose and slips out of the stall back in with Darcy, wondering what else the night may hold...