Who Broke Who?
This is a zoophilic story involving a close emotional bond between a human and a horse - not bestiality which is a cheap "one-night-stand" experience. My apologies if it offends anyone but there are many who fantasize about sex-play with horses and I hope this arouses your minds and glands:
Wil accepted the job with the local public riding stable when he left high school as he needed the extra income for his upcoming college enrollment. He was an athletic muscular boy who was quite popular with the girls in this town. Late May in Washington State was blooming in spring warmth and the Abram's Riding Stable was receiving three new horses to train for the upcoming fall trail rides - two bay Quarter Horse mares and a black Quarter Horse stallion scheduled to be gelded in two weeks. Jim Bayless who owned the stable got a wonderful deal on the trio and couldn't pass it up. Wil showed up the same day to apply as a stable-hand and Jim took to him instantly. Wil started the following Monday.
The stalls were freshly built, but required bedding so Wil took to laying down powdered lime then cedar shavings. Ol'Man James - as Jim was called - only wanted the best care for his horses. The mares' stalls were ready to go by the following Sunday around noon, but the stallion's stall - across the breezeway - still had to be stripped. Wil began leveling the stall and was just preparing to lay down lime and fresh shavings when the horses arrived. "No problem" he thought as he began bringing in one of the mares - a beautiful 6-year-old bay with four white socks and a handsome blaze on her face. "I'll simply put the stud on the walker and should be done with his stall by three o'clock. He hooked on to the other mare's halter and backed her out of the trailer without incident. Wil took her to her stall and laughed as she "broke in" her new shavings - first rolling in them and then "christening" them with her urine. "Huh! Mares!", he thought to himself.
Finally, Wil had to unload the stud - a fine black registered Quarter Horse standing 16 hands tall and well-muscled for any western riding event a rider could desire. He was a 4-year-old with plenty of spirit. Wil had both a respect and a fear of stallions due to their unpredictability and was not looking forward to handling this big boy; however, he found his confidence to lead this beautiful beast to the walker where he hooked him up and started the motor to keep his hormonal mind off of the mares. His mane glistened in the sun and tail waved in the breeze as he walked the circle. Wil stopped for a brief second to admire his conformation and stocking legs contrasting his jet black coat. "He'd make a fine breeder. Too bad Ol' Man James wants to castrate him" though Wil. The stallion casted not a glance of dominance, but curiosity toward Wil with each pass on the walker.
Wil finally finished preparing the stallion's stall and went to the walker to retrieve him. He shut off the motor to the walker and approached the stud with a lead rope. As he approached he noticed the stallion displaying an impressive erection, but dismissed it as he had worked around stallions before and knew their hormones were quite erratic. Upon connecting his lead, Wil noticed how the horse's right flank was a bit muddy so he brought the stud into the barn and cross-tied him for a quick brushing. He walked the stud by both mares but to his surprise, the stallion didn't notice them. "You're an odd one" he thought to himself.
Wil grabbed a curry comb and fine brush to remove the mud and walked over to the stallion which he now called Spirit - a nickname from his full registered name. As with all horses he approached Spirit from his front with caution and stroked his neck while starting to brush his face and chest. Spirit stomped his front hooves showing some impatience but Wil dismissed this as typical stallion behavior until he brushed his way back to Spirit's loin region where a large erection stood before him. "What's got you so turned on?" thought Wil. He noticed the smegma around Sprit's penis and knew it needed to be cleansed, so he retrieved a bucket of warm soapy water and a sponge. He carefully ran his hands along Spirit's outer thigh then on his inner thigh making sure the horse knew what he was doing. Spirit did not object but instead twitched his penis as Wil slowly applied the warm water to it.
As Wil started rubbing Spirit's shaft with the sponge he could see his balls contract and throb. He was almost done when the sponge slipped from his hand and suddenly Wil was in direct contact with Spirit's penis. He could feel his member throb and then he noticed the head of his cock growing slightly. Will dried off Spirit's shaft and observed a slow drip of pre-cum emerging from it. Something came over Wil as he suddenly became aroused by Spirit's sex-drive. Was it the mares... or was it Wil? With Ol' Man James out of town and no expected visitors, Wil removed his shirt as it was a warm summer in Washington and stooped down beneath this gorgeous stallion.
He had always admired horses for their beauty and athletic splendor, but Spirit was giving him a new feeling - one of eroticism and ecstasy that he'd never felt even with girls that he had dated in high school. He slowly caressed Spirit's member starting with the head which by now was dripping steadily. Wil collected this pre-cum in his hand and began lubricating the upper portion of Spirit's shaft working his way toward his enormous testicles, then began stroking him slowly. Spirit began nickering and spreading his back legs to enjoy the sensation. Wil then began caressing his balls, smelling the stud's sweat and hormones which gave him an erection as well. With no resistance he eased Spirit's penis toward his mouth and tasted him. Waves of arousal passed over him as he tasted the horse's warm salty fluids and ran his tongue around his shaft's soft swollen head. With Spirit's cock freshly cleaned, Wil took him in his mouth and began stroking him.
With Spirit's member in his mouth, Wil looked up at the enormous set of balls nestled between Spirit's legs and thought for just a moment "What am I doing? Why am I doing this? I'm a straight guy and this isn't normal!", but as with animals, hormonal instincts take over all senses of logic and reasoning. Spirit stood perfectly still as his "human mare" serviced him. Wil did his best to swallow every spurt of pre-cum offered to him. The scent of this horse and the taste of his fertility drove Wil to keep sucking and stroking this beautiful creature as long as he would let him, which was about to end.
Wil could feel Spirit's head get larger and he knew what was about to happen. He pulled Spirit from his mouth and stroked him faster while caressing his inner thighs with the other hand. Suddenly a wave of semen poured from the stallion's throbbing member, covering Wil's face and body. He tried to swallow what he could, but most covered him to his waistline. Another wave spewed, followed by three more before Spirit finally exhausted himself and ceased. The taste of Spirit's seed still had Wil in a state of shock and wonder as he stood back up, covered in horse semen. He wondered if this made him "gay" as it was male-on-male, but knew it didn't. "Horses are beautiful animals", he thought to himself "and this seems natural". He went up to Spirit's head and whispered words of affection as he stroked his neck when much to his surprise, the stallion turned his head and without warning, Wil found Spirit's tongue in his mouth in a sexual French kiss as if he was tasting his own semen. This drove Wil's arousal even higher feeling the tongue of a horse in his mouth and he instantly dropped his shorts and began stroking himself to relieve his sexual tension.
It only took ten seconds for Wil to climax and ejaculate and to his surprise, Spirit leaned his head down and allowed Wil to eject his semen on his muzzle as it spurted. The stallion exhibited a moment of flehmen - a reaction to an extreme smell or taste - and then licked it from his face. The horse then licked Wil clean. The feeling of Spirit's tongue stroking Wil's cock and testicles made him climax again, which the horse took care of instantly. Wil stood back, still covered in Spirit's sperm, and wondered what happened. The stallion pricked his ears forward and nickered showing no signs of masculine aggression. Wil felt like a mare that had just been broke, but like a brother to an amazing member of the equine family as well. He wondered in amazement how such a dominant and masculine creature treated him with loving care and tenderness. Wil quickly showered himself and put Spirit in his stall before anyone appeared.
Ol' Man James let Wil break the stud as he had never seen such a compatible pair and decided not to geld him and instead bred him out due to his gentle nature and beautiful body conformation. Perhaps this gentleness was due to heredity. More than likely it was Wil's weekly visit afterward to "make love" with his new equine lover. Wil still often wonders "who broke who?".