Buck
Buck
By: Jizzal
For: Sparkx aka Veem0n
Chris is ©Sparkx aka Veem0n
It was going to be another one of those mornings, again, or at least that was the first thing on Chris' mind while he got out of bed. Hell, the sun wasn't even up yet, but since he was up, he decided to start the day out early, in hopes of finishing it soon so he can go back to bed. The young lad rubbed his fingers through his light brown/dark blondish air as he gave a tired yawn. After fumbling around for some clothes, obviously still groggy, he simply slipped on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, figuring they were clean at least. He made his way upstairs and grabbed some plastic trash bags before he headed to the foyer to finish getting ready.
Since he was in the mood of getting things done early, the young male slipped on his shoes and made his way out the back door, the morning sights and sounds welcomed him with open arms. With a heavy sigh, Chris grabbed a nearby garbage can along with a rake and carried them both with him. Unfortunately for the young lad, his house wasn't in the city, it was out in the country, and so far out in fact that his closest neighbor was about two miles away, the Thompsons, and they happened to own a barn. That meant that for Chris, he had a large backyard, and so that meant more work for him, which was never a good thing. He sighed as he walked along the grass that was littered with literally millions of brown, crunchy leaves, and it was his job to pick them all up in a clean and organized fashion. Chris set the trashcan standing up and placed a bag inside, being sure to keep it nice and tight so that the bag would do its job properly. He took the rake in both hands and began to rake up all the leaves that had blown into the yard, silently cursing the fact that the only reason he had to rake the leaves was because his parents felt he had too much free time on his hands. And they wouldn't tolerate the fact their son had so much free time.
"The faster I get it over with, the faster I'm done..." Chris told himself and grumbled lightly, raking never was his forte', neither was waking up only moments after sunrise, but he knew he couldn't go back to bed no matter how hard he tried.
With the sun fully in the sky and shining down on Chris, he worked hard on his meaningless task, though he was quickly working up a sweat as the temperature continued to rise. He wiped his face and ran his fingers through his hair, he was getting only hotter and hotter, so he decided to take a break, he had earned it after all. With a long stretch, he sat down with the rake set beside him. Though it had been only thirty minuets (though it felt like three hours) he was already tired, and his shirt was proof of just how much he had worked himself already. Chris slipped off his shirt and set it aside by the three bags he had already filled with leaves.
"Four bags done...only...thousands more to do.." He sighed and leaned back, lying in a spot where he had already raked so he didn't have to worry about crunching the leaves into smaller bits, which meant for a harder mess to clean. His eyes slowly closed and he enjoyed a light breeze the swept by, causing a smile even as the sun continued to beat down on his lightly damped form. Chris took a moment to enjoy the sounds and smells that tickled his senses. He could hear a flock of geese overhead, and he could smell the bland smell of 'outdoors' he didn't take the time to marvel anymore...though there was a little something else in the air, and he smelt it too, though he couldn't put his finger on it.
As he tried to think of a reason to get back to work instead of goofing off and trying to guess scents, Chris eventually gave in and decided to investigate. He was sniffing the air like a bloodhound, though he was on two legs, and his nose wasn't nearly as powerful; though he tried with all his might. Luckily, he was getting closer to the source of the smell, he could tell since it was becoming thicker and thicker. It was odd though, starting to smell like something foul, though it was still alluring, and even a little bit arousing as he continued to seek out the musky scent under the hot sun. His shoes crunched the dried up leaves and dead grass as the odor was so overwhelming, it was as if he was in a cloud of the stuff, a thin cloud luckily, though he was starting to get a little light headed; not noticing his pants were getting a tad bit tighter as well. It was then that he heard it, a familiar sound, and it was loud at that! Sounded just like a 'neigh'...a horse?
"What in...oooh...ohh!" Chris exclaimed, to himself though, he had figured out the mystery, since it was so clear that it must have been a barn animal, and from the sound of things it was a horse. Before he could look for the creature, he felt a nudge on the back of his head, causing him to yelp and nearly jump before he turned around to face the sneaky foe. He was greeted with a rather long, and slimy slurp in his face, which also caught him off guard and was enough to nudge the young lad down on his rump. Chris looked up at his attacker, wiping his face of the warm ooze as he spotted a familiar face, a horse of course, one that lived at the barn two miles down. The chocolate brown fur and untamed mane was all he needed to see.
"Buck!"
The horse would have a rather smug grin on his face if it was possible, but instead he gave out another 'neigh' responding to his name. And as he watched the young male wipe his face, the horse leaned in closer and applied another affectionate lick, coating him with slobber again.
"Ack! Heheheh, it's nice to see you here as well." Chris spoke to the horse, it always seemed as if it understood what he said. Buck always was an odd creature, and took a liking to the young man clearly. They first met a few months back, at the farm of course since Chris was called over to help with some chores to score some extra cash, which he decided to do since his neighbors were offering quite a bit of money; since they greatly appreciated eager help. Buck was the prized stud of course, standing over six and a half feet at the shoulders; he was a big, almost too big, though even with his immense strength he seemed to be laid back and quiet. However, when Chris first caught eye of the marvelous creature, he saw a glisten in his eye; admiration, and Buck was always one to please his fans, so he'd often nuzzle and lick the young temporary farmhand. That of course excited giggles and soft pats on the nose from Chris. They had a friendly connection, though they were a long dirt road apart most of the time, but not today. Buck decided to change that, as if checking up on the lad.
Chris gently ran his hand across the powerful equine's neck, still smiling at him, though he gave a defeated sigh.
"I'm sure Mr. Thompson is looking for you, you are his -prized- stud after all..." The young lad grumbled a little, though he knew he'd have to take Buck home. At least he'd get to walk with him. Though the horse seemed to have other plans...
The big, brown horse gave Chris a gentle nudge, exciting a giggle from him, but that was when the he made his move. Buck leaned down and gave the human what would look, and feel like a wet, sloppy kiss on the lips. This of course, made the boy blush, but he didn't try to back away, he simply reached a hand up and stroked it down the affectionate horse's mane. Slowly, Chris could taste the broad tongue of his equine friend attempting to slide into his mouth, though he was so lost in the moment that he didn't have time to think that he was making out with a horse; it all felt so right. He gently started to suckle on the tip of the massive tongue while the heat from Buck's mouth made him sweat harder than the blaring sun above them. Slowly, the equine pulled back, breaking off the kiss from panting, and now aroused human. Chris wiped his mouth, his cheeks very red as he ran his fingers down the friendly horse's neck.
"W-Well...maybe I could wait? It has been a while since I got to spend time with you..." The boy murred, the erection in his pants was throbbing heavily now. He already knew he enjoyed the company of animals, though being kissed by such a powerful horse was something he only dreamt of. The fact the same horse was Buck was icing on the cake, though the horse was just getting started. Chris couldn't help but blush as his mind began to wander.
How many times had he hoped to be alone like this with the prized stud? Far too many to count. So many fantasies flooded his minds, some possible, a few impossible. He could feel himself growing aroused at the sheer thought of the kinky encounters going on inside of his mind. Chris had so many...but that's all they were he thought with a sigh, though at least he would be able to spend some time with the friendly horse, even if his wild fantasies weren't going to come true this morning.
Buck gave a light tug on Chris' shirt, then a soft snort, not approving of it by the sound of things.
"Hmm? Don't like my shirt? Want me...to take it off?" The eager lad asked innocently, it was getting hot, and his clothing was becoming tiresome.
The equine neighed and gave a nod, shocking the human once more. Other than the kiss, the horse had been acting quite strangely. Though Chris would often speak to him, he felt sometimes that his words were being understood, and that the conversation wasn't just one way.
"Well then..." The lad trailed off, he couldn't help but be nervous so he looked around him in the seemingly endless field he had to rake up. Now he was all alone with his large, gentle, and intelligent friend. He had earned a break, so he slipped off his shirt and set it down on the ground. Buck nuzzled against the bare, and sweaty chest, exciting a giggle from the top-less human, but his nose made its way down to the jeans, and once again gave a tug on them. The snort was clearly to show he wasn't pleased with the well broken into jeans, bare flesh was what he wanted to brush up against. His nose bumped against the bulge in Chris' pants, even the slightest touch made the lad moan; nothing else had ever stimulated him quite this way. But even in his aroused state, he was still able to take a hint. He backed away from the horse, the musky scent still overpowering his nose, before he began to untie his shoes, tossing them aside on top of his shirt. The pile of shed clothing wasn't complete until it was topped off with his pants and underwear. Chris ran his palm across his forehead, and through his hair just as a cool breeze swept by, cooling off his heated form. Even with his not very keen nose, there was a very thick, and musky scent wafting off of the stallion, but couldn't tell where it was coming from exactly.
Buck slowly swished his tail as now every inch of his human friend was now exposed to the outside world, but no one was around for miles so the two of them could have some quality time with the boy that admired him. The stud whickered loudly, and planted one of his hooves into the ground, beckoning Chris to him once more; and the obedient human was more than happy to comply. His bare feet crunched a few of the dried leaves before he was standing before the massive equine. Buck leaned his nose down and inhaled the musky scent from the lad's erected penis before he let his tongue slip free once more. Almost teasingly, the large, thick muscle slurped up from the tender crotch, over the sweaty stomach, past the bare chest before ending on the blushing face. Chris groaned out as he was licked, that tongue felt incredible against his bare flesh. His cock jumped, not used to being stimulated in such a way, but before the human could give himself a stroke, Buck was already starting to nudge him from the side.
"Mmm...what? Want me to turn around?" The human asked, in almost a dream-like state. Everything seemed so light, and he felt nice and relaxed all thanks to the affectionate horse, so of course he did as what was being requested and turned around, exposing his backside. He felt the powerful nostrils take in a heavy whiff of his scent before the tongue started to lick just above his waist. Chris closed his eyes, and let the horse lick where he pleased.
Buck inhaled the scent of the human's sweaty form once more before snorting against the boy's rump, causing a giggle as the warm air hit the bare flesh. Chris reached back and began to rub the side of the horse's face, breathing in nice and relaxed. His body tensed up however, when he felt something large and slimy rubbing up between his buttocks, leaving a trail of the wet substance against his anus, and even the back of his scrotum. He moans out quietly and closes his eyes, trying to guess what was happening, but it felt so good he didn't see a reason to stop it. When the object left, the human sighed slightly before it he felt it once more, getting a better feel and even squeezes his cheeks against the invading object, though there's a muffled snort from the stallion. Now he understood, he was getting licked, and the tongue worked its way away from his ass and slid the entire way up his back. The warm sensation of being covered in horse drool was intense, and left a nice tingly feeling on the boy's flesh. Buck gave another slow slurp against the back of Chris' neck before he gave the human a nudge, knocking him off balance and sending him forward.
With a startled yelp, the caught himself with his hands and ended up on his knees, though he wasn't hurt. He knew if Buck wanted to hurt him, he very easily could, the horse was still being gentle, but little did he know...playful.
"H-Hey, what was that for?" He asked and turned his head, about ready to stand back up, though before he could the massive stallion walked over him. Confused, the human tried to lean away from the horse, but he was settled between two very powerful legs, and underneath the equine still. He was about to speak up again, but he felt something large poking against the back of his thigh. Something large, and throbbing...his mind raced, it -couldn't- be what he thought it was, but Chris turned his head and gave out a soft gasp. Practically 'staring' at him was the black cock head of his stallion friend. The human gawked, this was a surprise, but he didn't try to move away. Maybe, this wonderful horse wanted to...mate with him? Chris had idly day dreamed about similar things occurring, but nothing like this. His cock was rock hard as well, but nowhere near the size of the equine penis. He could see the moist lips pulsate lightly, drooling pre cum down onto the ground bellow. Now it made sense why Buck's tongue was lubing up his ass.
The horse gave another snort, looking down at the human between his legs, who was still staring in awe at the gigantic phallus. Slowly, Buck walked forward, bringing his thick shaft with him. Chris didn't hesitate; he turned his head to look back out between the horse's legs and stayed on all fours. He raised his rump lightly and took in a deep breath before he felt the large, wet, musky head pressing against his right cheek. The human gripped his hands into the grass, and closed his eyes, feeling what he believed to be more pre cum oozing from the equine's cock and against his virgin hole. He was thankful for the slick fluids, for their warmth and for the lube he was going to need. There was a soft neigh from above the lad as Buck began to press harder against the tight, puckered flesh. With a loud grunt, followed closely by a moan, Chris felt the head of the massive, ebony shaft start to press into his tender innards. His eyes closed tightly and his hands clenched into the grass as tightly as possible at the sudden pressure he was feeling in his backside, though at the same time his cock was still throbbing rock hard.
Buck whuffled and began to rock his hips back and forth, rubbing the eager tip of his cock against the equally eager rump of the human under him. Slowly, Chris felt it, and with a lewd, wet noise the massive cock penetrated him, slipping into his tight bowels.
"Oh God..."
Chris could feel inch by inch of throbbing equine cock sliding further into his tight ass, feeling it spread further and further. The human groaned out at the new feeling in his backside, making his back arch up slowly while he breathed in feverishly. The sensitive walls of flesh residing between his supple rump cheeks constantly squeezing around the invading length of musky flesh, exciting Chris in ways he had only dreamed of before. He moaned out again as the behemoth of a penis continued to probe further inside, though luckily he could still feel the pre cum lubing up the passage; it was clear Buck knew what he was doing, and wanted to make things as sensual as possible for his little friend. Chris could feel his eyes nearly roll into the back of his head as he started to settle back down, his body relaxing and slumping to the ground; save for his rump which was still hiked high in the air. He felt Buck start to walk forward, taking the human with him and causing a few winces along the way. The human groaned and managed to shuffle himself forward before he found himself being bent over a large, smooth rock, giving him something to rest on while the horse was entertaining.
"Th...Thanks..." he gasped out and gripped his hands onto the rock as the stallion plunged forward, sinking the rest of his ebony shaft into his tight hole. The lad gasped and clenched his eyes shut tightly while he let out a loud moan, feeling stretched out, full, and the hot, scrotum of the stud over him resting on his ass. It felt incredible, even as his cock was pinned against his stomach and the smooth surface of the rock. Little did he know, things were going to get even more exciting.
Buck neighed and whuffled over Chris as he began to slide his powerful hips back, withdrawing his penis with him, making the human squirm lightly in pleasure. Though as he got halfway free from the flexing rump, he snorted and shoved it all back in roughly. Chris felt his heart skip a beat. His head was spinning, his rump was stretched, and it felt like the horse that was once again balls deep into his virgin pucker had humped all the way into his stomach. Wherever the tip of the twitching cock head was, it was giving the eager lad a wonderful tingling sensation all over; washing over him with wave after wave of pleasure, nearly drowning under it all. He felt Buck pull out again, the second time faster, and plow back in nearly a foot and a half of rippling horse cock back into his body. Chris was bucked (hahah) against the rock again, and again, and again, moaning out each time, getting steadily louder and louder as the thrusts gradually became faster and faster. He was so lost in the heat of the moment, so lost with the sensational feeling of the powerful stallion having his way with his ass he couldn't even tell that he had already came against the rock...several times.
It wasn't long before Buck was thrusting into the human's loosened up anus, rubbing his cock against the flexing hole as Chris got into the habit of clenching down each time he felt, and heard the heavy, swaying ball sac slap against the back of his thighs. The human kept on hugging onto the rock, his teeth gritted, though he felt his strength being replenished by pure adrenaline and lust as the equine's contented neighs and snorts continue to fill his ears along with the lewd squelching of the wet shaft pumping into his well lubed backside. Buck gave another hard snort, thrusting so hard against the boy he feared he could break him, though he was able to refrain from using full force, no matter how wonderful the sex was; especially for the human's first time. His ears flicked and his black sac throbbed before he gave one final thrust, hilting himself one final time and whuffling in delight as his cock spasms and floods Chris' bowels with a more than generous amount of semen. The human felt all of his strength get sucked away as soon as the powerful blast, that made him feel like a fire hose was wedged between his buttocks, went off, filling him with that wonderful, sticky warmth. It was pure bliss for the both of them. Buck leaned down and pressed his wet nose against the human's cheek as he watched him struggle to keep a steady breath; with the most contented smile he has ever seen on his face.
Chris felt the steady flow of cum finally die down, but it felt like he had just eaten; he even belched, his breath smelling of horse cum. A smell he was rapidly enjoying. He sighed heavily as he felt the horse move back, taking his mostly flaccid cock with him, leaving the Chris with a cum-filled rump. He felt the warm cream dripping down the back of his legs and the back of his balls as he slowly slumped down from the rock now that nothing was holding him there anymore. The human was panting loudly, but happily as he rolled onto his back with his arms and legs spread out, looking up at the marvelous, beautiful, sexy stud of a horse over him. Buck stepped back just enough so he could lean down, his large, black eyes gazing into the human's. Oddly enough, the gaze was more than enough to make Chris blush. The kiss he received only sweetened it that much more.
"Mmm...you're such a wonderful horse Buck...I always kinda...had a crush on you..." the human bashfully admits, though he presses his lips back to the wet black ones on his equine lover.
"I'd do anything for you...heh, I'm going to be coming by the farm a lot...lot more." He proudly declared, the horse whuffled in response and nosed at the human's face before his broad, thick, slimy tongue snaked out and slurped over Chris' sweaty face. The human giggled and reached up to rub down the horse's wonderful neck, gently kneading into the fur and flesh as the licks continued. The hot, stale breath continued to beat down on him, but Chris just continued to smile.
Buck continued to coat the human's face sloppily in his thick, hot drool, exciting a few moans from his tired playmate. As the licks stopped, the human chuckled and gave a soft "aww" before he leaned up and kissed the horse on the lips once more. Though shortly after the kiss, his eyes widened in shock as he watched the tongue snake out once more and slide around his neck partially while the large set of jaws began to widen; giving Chris a nice view of the hot, endless void of darkness resting in the back of the equine's maw. The warmth from the breath hit the human's wet face, making him groan weakly as the heat washed over him, and his eyes locked in on the strands of drool that connected the flat, herbivore teeth to the powerful, and surprisingly flexible, tongue. The tongue started to withdraw, though it was taking Chris with it; not that the human was making any attempt to pull away from the alluring maw before him. His eyes closed as his face was soon nuzzling against the slimy flesh as Buck closed his lips around his neck, sealing his head in the hot mouth of the large horse.
He was in heaven. At first feeling the giant cock in his backside was the greatest thing he had experienced, but now it was tied for first with what was currently happening to the rather contented human. The tongue continued to coat over Chris' face in copious amounts of saliva as Buck's cheeks lightly bulged with the head of his awestruck human. He pants weakly as the tongue started to slither back out of the partially sealed mouth and began to coat over his sweaty chest and nipples with the powerful tongue, exciting a few more moans from the obviously tasty human. The mouth began to widen a bit more; the horse's lips gradually slipped down from the neck and around the slim, relaxed shoulders. Chris groaned weakly as his face slipped across the pebbled flesh of the pink tongue. The crown of his head was pressing against the rippling entrance to waiting gullet, and Chris was hoping Buck would keep going...he wanted it so badly, his cock was nice and hard with even the mere thought of this amazing horse fulfilling another forbidden desire of the young male. There was a wet sound that echoed around his ears, exciting a gasp from the human as the muscled relaxed and then squeezed around his head as the stallion began to swallow his head whole. And soon enough, the eager lad's face was embedded within the tight, slick passage, moaning out even though he was muffled as his head bulged the large stud's neck.
"I'm all yours..." Is all Chris had to offer in response to his friend turned lover turned predator. Three simple words, said with a rather happy sigh and a tired smile.
Chris felt the powerful tongue's onslaught on his tender, succulent, and rather sweaty flesh continue. He could tell that Buck was enjoying his taste; the rumbling sounds of the horse's body reacting to him seemed to signal it was more than just mutual satisfaction. His eyes stayed closed as the sticky tunnel of moving flesh, listening to the wet sounds around him as the horse's maw claimed him inch by inch. With his chest sliding from the cool outside air into the musky mouth of the hungry equine, the human shivered as the sensations slowly crept their way down his form. He still couldn't believe this was happening, and it was only teasing his arousal further as Buck took another strong gulp. Chris heard the beating heart gently beating, the wet sounds of the gullet constricting around him, and the low rumbling growl of the stomach bellow...though he knew it wasn't going to be long before he silenced that hungry gut. There was another gulp, and he was forced down further down the flexing tube.
The tongue spared no inch, working nice and slowly to ensure that every bit of his meal was well slathered and tasted; which would also make the trip easier for the human. Buck began to bring his mighty head upwards, effortlessly bringing Chris' legs from the ground and leaving them to dangle from the eager set of equine jaws. With gravity aiding his descent now, the human's stomach sank down into the dark abyss of the gullet, brining his erected cock against the broad tongue. He could mentally picture Buck grinning from ear to ear as he began to work his mouth muscle almost painfully slow against the throbbing length. Every little touch made the human moan, his cock leak pre, and his toes clench, and with his arms pinned at his sides, he was at the mercy of the ravenous stallion. The horse worked his slimy tongue along the shaft, nearly curling around it before the tip ran down underneath the sac, stopping at the anus that still leaked with seed. He took a rather slow swallow, forcing Chris' cock against the tongue as it began to lightly rim the young male as the rather skilled horse teased his most tender bits. With a muffled moan, the human climaxed once again, giving Buck a nice taste of his cream as he took another swallow; pressing the human's head through a tight, flexing passage and into the waiting stomach.
The stomach felt rather different from the throat, a lot warmer, and the scent was much stronger, but Chris was taking it all in happily, loving everything about the horse that was consuming him alive. After his orgasm, his legs went still as the tongue continued to coat his lower half in more of that slippery saliva. He sighed out happily once again as he began to empty into the stomach, his face landing in a thick mixture of something, though he didn't mind. The last few gulps barely fazed him as his chest and stomach spilled out into the belly of the gentle beast. The top of his head pressed against the far wall of the stomach, though inside of the dark chamber, the muscles around him began to knead and churn around him, slowly working the spent human into a fetal position as his upper body began to bulge out Buck's mid section. Chris started to nuzzle into the undulating flesh that hugged around him, even as he felt his toes slide past those black, wet lips of the horse he admired so much; turning him into a mere bulge inside of the rather well fed looking stallion.
His legs soon joined him, though Chris' entombment was finally complete, and he was tucked away inside of Buck's stomach: "all his" in the most literal meaning. A rush of air went past his curled up form, escaping the horse's body as a crass, wet belch, and causing the human to chuckle faintly to himself. Even the sound was arousing, though his body was far too tired to get aroused as he let the gentle walls of slimy flesh knead and churn all around him, starting to lull him to sleep in his state of bliss. He could only imagine how Buck looked from the outside, with a nice swaying gut...such a stud. And that stud had devoured him a live, such an experience he had lived a thousand times in his head, though it didn't give the true experience justice. Chris let out one last sigh and gave a little kiss to the pulsating walls, hoping the horse could feel it as he began to drift off to sleep. The lack of clean air, and the stimulation of the environment easily overwhelmed the human, ensuring he'd be unconscious during what was going to happen to him. The smile never left his face.
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Several hours later...
Chris awoke with a confused groan. Where was he? What happened? Why did it feel like he was being squeezed from every direction? What was that...smell?
"Oooh...huh?..." His eyes slowly opened, though everything was still dark. He closed them once again as he felt himself moving, sliding down a rather tight passage that had his arms and legs tightly bound together. His body was coated in a hot, squishy clay-like substance with a very potent smell, and he even felt a collection of the gunk being smeared against his head and face as he slipped further down the constricting passage. It was hard to breathe, but there was enough air, though wherever he was, he wasn't going to escape it easily. What happened?...
"Buck?" He whispered out, and hoped what happened to him earlier wasn't a dream, that would be far too cruel. There was another squishing noise as he slipped further down, but he felt a blockade at the top of his head, maybe it was the exit? Confused, the human tired to stay calm as his goopy form rested in the foul tunnel.
Cool air hit the top of his head as the muscular walls clenched down once more, pushing Chris' head free from the rank darkness and back into the light! The human coughed and sputtered as he finally breathed in clean air, his eyes slowly adjusted to the bright light as he felt a light gust over him, but what was it? It was a tail, a rather familiar looking tail. One he spent time grooming before...
"Buck..." he wheezed out and gave a relieved sigh, hearing a snort in response. It was Buck, and somehow his head was sticking out from underneath his tail. Finally it all made sense.
The walls constricted around his still trapped body and squeezed out Chris' shoulders and chest, exciting a weak moan from the human as he began to murr in delight. Somehow, after he had been swallowed whole, he was sent down into the horse's intestines, and from there he traveled through every twist and turn until he ended up in the bowel, collected in the colon with the rest of the equine's waste. In fact, his body was coated in a sticky collection of Buck's shit, giving him a warm, messy feeling all over as a loud fart burst free from around the stallion's stretched anus and wafted over the human. He inhaled it with a moan and gave out a happy groan as he felt the horse continue to push him free from his anus, like a large, vibrating log of poop.
Eventually, Chris' head landed down in a steaming heap of Buck's crap that was released prior to the human, but still quite fresh. He kept his eyes closed and enjoyed the wet and warm feeling of the feces on his face and neck as his hips and thighs were ejected from the tight ass of the equine. With one last splurt, his legs were freed and flopped down to the ground, leaving Chris to stare up at the still slightly gaping asshole of the wonderful stallion. He was about ready to speak, though the puckered flesh yawned open and dumped out what was left in the horse's bowels, promptly burying the human's head in the foul, yet wonderful shit. He managed a muffled moan underneath the vast amount of waste, though he moved his hands up to try and scrape away the hot crap. Though as soon as his faced was mostly cleaned off, a hot, golden stream of fluids greeted him. The smell was strong, and incredibly musky. Chris opened his mouth and kept his eyes closed as he caught the warm juices into his mouth, though the stream of piss was aimed there for only a few seconds, giving the human enough to gulp down before Buck stepped forward and started to shower down the human's head and chest. With a weak belch, Chris stayed relaxed and let the horse piss on him, feeling the loose collection of shit slide off his body as the warmth and smells overwhelmed all of his senses.
It felt like ages pasted before the powerful stream of horse pee finally trickled, and then died down, leaving a rather happy looking young human resting his head in a pile of shit and a large puddle of piss. Buck looked down at the mess he made and leaned down, giving his returned playmate a gentle nuzzling before hot slurp.
"Mmmm...thank you so much Buck...I'm never going to leave you again..." Chris sighed dreamily, closing his eyes as the tongue worked over his face and hair once again, taking in his now 'seasoned' body.
He giggled as the tongue started to work against his neck, and opened his eyes as he was greeted once again by the open maw of the large horse he admired so much. There was another loud rumble from the pit of the stomach that seemed so empty now...but Chris just continued to smile.