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"God dammit," Diego grunted. The hoe was tangled up again. He yanked on it until it ripped free from the knot of weeds and vines. By the time it came loose he was cringing and swearing under his breath. He pulled the stubborn greenery off the end of the hoe and tossed it aside, then leaned on the implement, sighing.

It was a hundred degrees easily, the humidity so high that his ass cheeks were stuck together and his balls fused to his thigh. The overalls weren't helping. The money was nice, but it wasn't worth busting his ass like this. Diego was the kind of hyena who preferred to sleep in late and start his day with a blunt; he'd been out in the field since 6 AM, and had been up for an hour prior to that just shaking off the drowsiness.

He threw down the hoe and trudged up to the barn where the spigot was. He sprayed himself with the garden hose and gulped down some of the water, then spared a glance inside the barn. There were a few horses inside, a couple of cows, a pig eating at the trough. He leaned in closer until his eyes adjusted, then studied some of the animals. Finally he wandered in and looked at the beasts intently.

Diego had never been around barnyard animals before, just their two-legged counterparts who tended to smell better. He was finding he rather liked the musky stink of the barn, and the shapely mares caught his eye. They looked back at him with disinterest, all but one who grinned at him and flicked her tail. Diego grinned but didn't approach just yet. He peered back through the barn's big double doors, saw he was unguarded, and pulled a hand-rolled joint from the middle pocket of his overalls. "Breakti-i-ime," he said and lit up, taking in a few relaxing puffs and letting them out with a sigh.

Of all the critters he saw, it was the billy goat who really captivated him. Dirty, smelly, hair a little wild and matted with nuts hanging damn near to the ground, Diego thought he had a gross charm about him. The goat's enclosure was open, and when he saw Diego, he stopped munching hay and strode out of the pen, shooting a smirk at the toking hyena. As he passed he made a point of hiking his tail high, showing the sweaty pink wrinkles of his anus.

"Hello to you too, handsome," Diego huffed. "Goddamn..."

The goat glanced back, grinning, then resumed his canter. Diego followed, his eyes locked on the goat's hindquarters, his overalls starting to tent. He pinched the half-burned blunt with calloused fingers and tucked it back into his pocket. It was luck that kept the old mule farmer from seeing his new hire following the goat out behind the barn; his back happened to be turned.

Behind the barn, there was prairie grass and a highway a few acres away. The goat paused, dipped his head to sample the overgrown grass, and then glanced back at Diego.

"Oh, fuck," Diego mumbled. "Am I seriously gonna do this...?" He stepped close to the goat, aware of but not repulsed by the animal's thick odor. His paw closed around the goat's tail, which he held aloft. Quickly Diego looked around, paranoid due to more than just the weed, and then he knelt down. He crushed his nose into the goat's anus, as if going slower might make him hesitate; before he even sniffed, the smell was flooding his nose. He shuddered, precum oozing into his underwear. A snort, and then he groaned. His eyes glazed and his tongue slipped out of his mouth, touching the goat's hindquarters.

"Holy shit," the hyena burbled. "Oh, man, that is fucking ripe. You smell amazing, goat-dude."

The beast glanced back, a smirk upturning the edges of his grass-stuffed mouth. He perked his rump out, pushing his anus into the hapless farmhand's snuffling nose. "Oh, fuck," Diego grunted, his eyes glazed, his penis throbbing inside his overalls. "I never smelled ass this ripe before..." One of his toughened paws slid over the goat's underbelly, through matted fur damp with sweat. The goat's erection was hanging free, filthy with mucous and grime, precum leaking copiously from its tip. Diego felt closer to himself, rubbing the animal's heavy, somewhat oblong gonads.

"These babies are fucking full, aren't they, dude?" Diego mumbled into the goat's hindquarters. He gently kneaded them, savoring the taboo thrill of molesting a barnyard animal; he dragged his nose down the animal's backside and snuffled the back of the goat's heavy, taut ballbag. "Shi-i-it, you gotta fuck me sometime. I haven't had a guy totally cream my ass in a while, it might as well be a goat." He lazily slurped back up to the goat's anus and smacked his lips on the pink, foul-smelling ring.

While Diego indulged himself, the goat grazed, occasionally looking back with a smirk. Diego wasn't the first farmhand he'd seduced and wouldn't be the last. He pushed back with his stout legs, mashing his asshole against the hyena's suckling lips and slurping tongue. Drool caked his fur and glimmered on his anus, dripping its way down the long curve of his scrotum. He pushed back harder and harder, trying to goad the hyena.

The goat shoved back so hard that Diego fell onto his ass. He picked himself up, spared another nervous glance around, and then undid his overalls. Underneath he had on just a wifebeater and a pair of briefs, grotesquely yellowed by sweat; the briefs went but the wifebeater stayed. "So I'm gonna fuck this fine ass of yours, goat-dude," the hyena said, wielding his varicose cock. A thick glob of precum hung from its tip before splattering into the grass below; he touched his cock to the goat's asshole and was relieved by the way the animal pushed back. "Guess you ain't gonna kick me in the nuts for this, that's good," he snickered.

He pushed against the lewd animal. The goat's tight anus squeezed his stiff, circumcised penis all the way inside. Diego mashed his hips into the goat's rear and grumbled, "God damn, you're hot inside. Taking it real good, too. Bet I ain't the first horny fuckup decided to cream some goat ass, am I?"

The goat spared a wry grin back at Diego before he returned to his grazing. The grass back here was so much better than the stuff in front of the barn; no fertilizer, no bug spray, just wild grass. It was almost as pleasant as having his ass worshiped by the thirsty farmhands who came and went.

"Ho-o-oly fucking shit," panted Diego, gripping onto the matted fur around the goat's hips. Being inside the foul-smelling animal almost made him feel like a virgin again. He was shocked by how good it felt and how wrong it was, and the weed definitely wasn't helping him to focus. Helpfully, the goat bucked back, and Diego cringed with pleasure. The goat's anus gripped him, tight and hot, the best ass he'd ever buried his meat inside of, bar none. "Goddamn, dude," he shuddered, and then remembered how to fuck.

The hyena's hips slapped the goat's hard ass. Saliva gleamed on his shaft which increasingly stunk like the animal's anal glands. Despite being outdoors, he was in what seemed like a cloud of goat funk, his nostrils quivering as he constantly sampled the beast's anal scent. He drooled on the animal's back, slurring pleasured nonwords. His nuts throbbed and felt as heavy as wrecking balls, batting into the goat's colossal ballbag again and again. The hyena hunched over the grazing goat and moaned, "Fu-u-uck du-u-ude, you're milkin' my fucking cock..."

Around the front of the barn, the old farmer took a half-hearted look around for his newest farmhand. He tilted the straw hat on his head and exhaled heavily. "Gawddamn kid," he grunted. "Where'd that good-for-nothing pothead get off to?"

"Fuck! Holy fuck!" Diego cried. Drool caked his chin. His bloodshot eyes were turned up to the hazy sky. Crusty white goat fur bristled between his fingers, the animal hardly minding the rough treatment; he was grinding back into the hyena, his penis fully exposed, dribbling a smelly, clear fluid into the grass. With a mouthful of cud, he glanced back at Diego and grinned. The hyena grinned back and said almost breathlessly, "Gonna fucking fill you, goat-dude!"

Diego hunched over the goat and almost fell on the animal's back. He couldn't remember the last time he had had such good sex. His body was tingling, his nuts heavy and tight, sweat seeming to gush out of his pores. He cringed, showing all his wicked hyena teeth as he came. "Uh-, ah, fuck!" he snarled through them, now putting his weight on the stout goat who easily supported him. His ejaculation was hot and heavy, the hyena dumping his full nuts into the stinky animal. The goat bleated in what seemed pleasure; Diego relaxed his jaws and groaned in obvious bliss. "Sweet goddamn Jesus," the buzzed hyena all but whined. "Oh, fuck... holy fuck, I can't believe I just fucked a goat in the ass."

"What in the holy goddamn hell are you doin, boy?" the farmer demanded. Diego snapped his head around, his eyes wide. He half-expected to see the two black bores of a shotgun in his face. But the old mule was unarmed, his hands on his hips, his expression a mix of disgust and anger. "Fornicatin' with my goat? What kind of ungodly hell is this, Diego?"

"Mister-, mister Palmer, dude, sir, I can explain," Diego stammered. He pulled free of the goat and a wash of spent semen gushed from the animal's ass, spilling over his heavy scrotum. The animal shuddered before returning to his graze.

The farmer caught Diego by the neck and shoved him against the barn, rattling the old planks. "Boy, I ought to stomp a mudhole in your ass," he dangerously said. "You like fornicatin' with barnyard animals, that it?"

Diego was stoned, but had run-ins with authority figures while under the influence often enough that he could usually play it cool. Not so much now, caught red-handed the way he was. He felt a bit like a little boy caught stealing from the cookie jar, and he answered with abashed honesty, "Yessir."

Palmer stared at Diego, seemingly stunned by the admission. He shook his head and walked the hyena around the barn, not giving him a chance to dress. "Mister Palmer, sir, please let me just leave, I won't come back, you don't even gotta pay me dude, sir," Diego chattered, his afterglow pretty well spoiled by the fear.

But the mule pushed him into the barn's doorway, and for good measure gave him a painful hoof to the ass, knocking him into the hay. "When I was a young man, my pa caught me with a cigar, and by God, he went and bought a box and I smoked every last one of 'em until I heaved my guts up. Let's just see how happy you are fornicatin' with these here animals come this time tomorrow." He slammed the big wooden doors and barred them from the outside. Diego stood up slowly, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the relative darkness.

The fear was bleeding away, replaced with relief. He glanced around at the horses, the cows, the pigs. A smile spread across his snout. Diego didn't think puffing on shitty cigars was comparable to huffing on ass, not one bit. "Some punishment," he muttered, walking over to the horses. He stroked a mare's snout and grinned. "Let's you and me get acquainted, beautiful."