Buck
Based on the events that take place during the Family Guy Episode "Dial Meg For Murder"
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The gate opened and the bull lurched forward, bucking a few times even before he moved from the spot. Peter held on tightly to the ropes, cocky from his previous show of skill to the crowd. He was full of confidence, legs wrapped tightly around the bulls sides, one arm gripping the reigns, the other waving in the air as the animal thrashed about. The feeling was short lived, as the bull bucked especially hard and Peter was thrown from his back. Peter let out a cry midair and landed on his stomach facing the bull.The bull stood up on his hind legs and Peter looked up to him.
"You know what I am back at the ranch?" the bull asked. He brought his hoofs to his side and narrowed his eyes at the man on the ground in front of him. "I'm a breedin' bull.". Peters eyes widened and he began to stammer. "Wha-wh-wha-what's that?" "You gon' find out." he said menacingly. Peter gasped and frantically began to crawl away. The bull lunged forward and grapped his ankles, pulling him back. "Where you goin' fatty? We gon' have a party!". The bull grit his teeth as Peter yelled and tried to scramble away. Peter flipped over on his back and kicked the bull in the jaw. He immediately regretted doing so because the bull was relatively unfazed and grabbed his belt. Peter punched the bull and desperately tried to push him away but the bulls was overpowering him. The belt came undone and the bull violently yanked off Peter's pants and them them aside. Peter was on his back in the dirt, his lower region exposed, scrambling backwards when the bull grabbed his bare hips and pulled him back. Peter's ass met with the bulls groin and peter felt the tip of his member prod his hole. The bull ground forward with his hips, not quite hitting his mark, but rubbing his hardened cock up between Peter's cheeks. A couple more punches and hits collided with the bull, adrenaline filling the man pinned underneath the towering beast. The bull thrust forward, pinning Peter's arms to the ground and grinding his hips against Peters ass. His balls slapped his hole, his cock thrust between his cheeks, rubbing his taint and sack. Peter felt the bulls balls on his hole and looked down to see the tip of the beasts member come up between his legs and rub his balls, smearing them with pre. Peter lashed out with his legs and connected with the bulls snout a few times. The bull lost his grip and was stunned momentarily as Peter got on all fours and tried to crawl away again. The bull regained his composure and once again grabbed hold of Peter's ankles, pulling his prey backward. Peter clawed the ground pulling away with all his strength in vain as he didn't move from the spot. It was clear he wasn't going anywhere as long as the bull had a hold of him. Dragged backwards yet again, Peter struck out and hit the bull on the nose one last time. The bull fipped him over on his knees once more, giving him a perfect view of the man's fat ass. He kept a grip on one ankle and pried apart one of his cheeks with the other hoof as the man still struggled hopelessly. The bull took a brief second to admire his prize, then he leaned down and gave Peter's hole a long sensual lick replacing his cries with a gasp. He worked his big tongue all around the hole in front of him, pushing in, but not penetrating. He alternated between licking his hole with just the tip of his tongue, applying pressure occaisionally, to lapping up and down betweeen Peter's cheeks with the entire lenghth of his tongue. The bull shoved his muzzle between Peter's cheeks and ate him out passionatly, inhaling the man's scent through his nose as his tongue circled his hole. He began pressing his tongue into Peter's tight virgin hole, earning a whimper from Peter. His tongue was met with resistance, but he persisted and pushed in. It took several small firm thrusts of his tongue to get Peter's tight hole to give way, the tip slowly gaining entrance beyond his ring. Peter let out a moan as the bull slowly thrust the length of his tongue into his previously untouched hole. The bull salivated as he tasted Peter's insides, his tongue sliding in a circular motion to loosen his prey up. Peter screwed his eyes shut and grit his teeth, feeling the growing pressure of the appendage inside him open up his backside. The bull quickly withdrew the four inches of tongue he had buried in Peter's ass and licked all the way up his cheeks. He then stroked his tongue across Peter's balls a few times before taking them into his mouth. He swirled the orbs around, working his tongue across them sensually. Peter felt the pressure in his ass dissappear and he looked down between his legs just in time to see the bull take his scrotum into his mouth. Peter froze in place. His knees buckled and his jaw dropped as his sack was sucked on by his attacker. His dick twitched and began to pulse as the bull slurped away, sucking lustfully on his sack. The bull pulled his head back and let Peter's junk fall out of his mouth watching it sway between the mans legs, dripping with saliva. He brought up a hoof and held Peter's balls out of the way and lolled out his tongue to lap at Peter's hardening cock. Peter gasped when his cock was taken into the bull's mouth. Regardless of the bull's rough treatment, blood began rushing to Peter's organ and he began to harden as his cock was pleasured. At first, the bull just stroked his tongue around and along the lenghth of the dick in his mouth, but as it began to grow and harden, he slowly started bobbing his head along the lenghth. Slow slurps and strokes along Peter's rod turned all of Peter's apprehension into a craving for more. Peter clutched at the dirt as his dick was sucked from behind. Thoughts of escape temporarily fogotten as pleasure engulfed his body. Instead of trying to pull away, he found himself pushing back when the bull pulled his lips off of his now hard dick. The bull sat up and slowly thrust his cock between Peter's legs and rubbed it along the man's saliva slicked dick, Peter's balls resting on the bulls base. Peter found his cheeks spread again and the tongue back on his hole. The bull pushed his tongue into the hole and began tongue-fucking Peter and he thrust his hips and rubbed cocks with him. The bull kneaded Peter's cheeks as he thrust his tongue deeper and deeper into Peters ass, stretching him more than ever before. Peter's body went limp as he had a tongue that was bigger than his own dick being shoved up his ass. The bull continued to press forward with his tongue, not pulling out to give Peter time to get used to the size. Peter cried out in pain as 6 inches of bull tongue stretched his hole, pushing in as much as he could. When his jaw began to tire and he felt that the hole was probably loose enough, the bull lapped Peter's insides a few more times, making sure to lube it up as much as possible and then slowly withdrew his tongue. Saliva ran out of Peter's hole across his ballsack and onto the bulls fat cock that was rubbing along Peter's pre-dripping length. Shivers went down Peter's spine as the bull thrust his hips, frotting him, rubbing his big cock all the way from Peter's dangling balls to past his foreskin and back. The bull pulled his hips back, his cock leaving Peter's, and spread the twin mounds of flesh and began to push into him. Peter bit his lip and clutched at the ground beneath him as his hole was slowly penetrated by the bull's head. Big hooves massaged chubby ass cheeks as the thick rod opened up Peter's saliva coated passage. Halfway in, the bull slowly ground back and forth, not pressing in any more, rather rocking in place and giving Peter some breathing room. The bull mashed the fat cheeks together as he bred the chubby ass. He watched intently as he spred the asscheeks again and pulled his cock all the way out until just the tip of the head was in and then shove the whole length in. Peter let out a yelp and tried to pull away, but the bull had a firm grip on his hips and held him in place. He pushed in until there wasn't a millimeter of cock that wasn't in Peter's ass and pulled out almost all the way before burying it completely again. The bull did this a few times and until he settled into a rythem drilling Peter's ass. Peter panted and gasped as his ass was pounded, looking down to see the bulls balls slapping his own and his cock dripping pre onto the ground. Sweat, spit and precum covered his whole body. The pace began to quicken as the bull pistoned his rod into Peter's ass, slamming it all the way home on each thrust causing Peter's ass cheeks to bounce and jiggle. He speared Peter for all he was worth, like he had a point to prove, showing no mercy as he ravaged the fat ass before him. He leaned forward and wrapped his hooves around Peter, almost in an embrace, and thrust slowly a few times before bringing his rhythem back up to speed. Peter could feel the bulls chest pressed to his back, his breath on the back of his neck, and his balls slapping his taint every time he thrust. The bulls thrusting gradually became erratic, he began to abandom his rhythem and buck wildly. He grunted and humped deliberately hard, keeping most of his dick inside Peter, only taking about three inches out on every thrust as he tensed up, feeling his orgasm approach. He withdrew his entire length and shot his first burst into Peter's gaping hole, and he slammed his member in to the base and pumped out another few shots deep into his bowels. Heavy grunts came from the bull as he unloaded his seed into Peter's rump. After a humping a few more times, spreading his cum all over the walls of Peter's ass, the bull pulled his softening cock out and sat up to watch seed leak out of Peter's hole and run down his balls, dripping onto the ground beneath. "I got a house on the cape. Maybe you come visit."