The Stubborn Mule
A farmers mule gives him trouble
In the hills of southern Italy in the early 1900's a farmer can be spotted on a beaten path desperately trying to get his mule to daw his cart full of produce in to market. Rising before the sun had, the farmer set about his daily tasks which mainly consisted of feeding animals, keeping weeds from growing among his precious vegetables and finally picking the vegetables that were ready to be sold before loading them into the aforementioned cart. Now the stubborn mule was nothing new to the farmer and when he began to worry he would be late for a chance at a good spot in the market he would succumb and lead the mule along with carrots until he would arrive into town giving the beast its treat.
Upon his arrival our hero noticed a spot to setup shop among the rows of those desperately trying to move their wares, after having tied up his mule he thus setup baskets in a way he thought would be best to make his veggies attractive to any shoppers to walk buy. In the space next to him was a man selling preserves out of his own mule drawn cart, out of curiosity the farmer asked the man if his mule ever gave him trouble. He answered that he did not and that the animal was quite cooperative, the man knew certainly that the farmer wouldn't ask the question if he didn't have that very problem and so returned his query. The farmer answered in the affirmative, the man selling preserves looked for a moment over at the farmers' mule that was eating out of a bag facing away from them.
"There's your problem right there!" he exclaimed pointing at the animals hind legs.
The farmer cocked an eyebrow tracing his new friends extended index finger to the animal "What's wrong with his legs?" he asked.
The man chuckled "Not his legs, it's what is between his legs is the problem. Don't tell me you've forgotten to give your animal relief?" he questioned.
The farmers' eyes bugged out when he realised what the man was pointing at, hanging heavy between the mules legs was its very full scrotum. Balls that where already disproportionately large for its breed and swollen ready to breed anything that turns its back on the mule. The farmer asked "What do you do for your mule?"
"Well I have a female for him at home to relieve himself but I don't let him stick it in far enough to breed her." He responded, when the farmer asked if he could bring his mule to let it deal with its urges he was sadly refused being that this man worried the farmers mule would certainly impregnate his mare with what will certainly be a heavy orgasm. The farmer understood his worries asking the man for any ideas.
"I have one idea but you won't like it." He said with an uncomforting smile.
"Please tell me I'm at my wits end with this animal and I can't afford a second animal just to pleasure this one, I will try anything" the farmer pleaded.
The preserves maker sighed and looked at the farmer "anything you say? Then how about you..." he then clenched his hand into a fist and made long jerking motions through the air.
The farmer was surprised by his suggestion "and you think this will make him more cooperative?" he asked.
"If anything it will make walking easier for him." They both laughed looking at the huge donkey nuts pressing on the insides of his legs. "If you go through with it I would do it as soon as you get home, make him feel like it's a reward for a job well done after a days work." The farmer nodded in understanding.
The rest of the day at the market went well the farmer thought packing up to head home, he thanked the man for his good company, his unusual advice and the free jar of strawberry jam he had received to go with the three he had purchased. His new friend wished him the best of luck with his mule and the two parted ways.
The walk home went smoother than the one they made that morning seeing as the cart was nearly empty and he was feeding much of what was left to the animal. The farmer thought about his market neighbors advice during his walk home thinking he wouldn't do it tonight since he felt the mule had not in fact done a 'good job'. He thought so hard about it before he knew it he was home so he went about his evening duties and was off to bed to begin anew tomorrow.
The next day he set out with the intention of tilling the portion of his fields that had plants which no longer bore fruit or in this case vegetables and that meant he needed the mule. He hooked up the till to the mules harness and they were off, doing this the farmer walked behind the mule which was different since he usually pulls the animal along. From behind he would spend the next few hours getting a good look at the donkeys swollen backed up frustration every time its tail swatted a fly away, 'good lord' he thought to himself more than once often followed by 'they look even bigger than yesterday'. When the fields had been prepared for seeding he let the animal rest as the two of them took a break for lunch, as he ate the words of the preserves man came to thought 'good job' the most prevalent as the mule had been very cooperative today.
"I'll do it today" he said to himself but how was the question, "I'll just tie him up, give him a wash he deserves and desperately needs and then..." he couldn't bring himself to say out loud how he would pleasure the animal. Finishing lunch he set back out with the mule as it drew a cart like machine that dropped seeds in place and then buried them, all the farmer had to do was keep the seeds flowing with the bags he had ready. Every once in a while he glanced up from his duties to check if the mule was following the correct the path and he would inadvertently spot the beasts massive testicles. They were like small melons dancing from side to side with each step it took, was he getting excited at the idea of what he would do later with the animal? No, no of course not, he's just doing what it takes to make life easier that's all it was.
The day went on like that and soon the work was done, and it was time to do the one thing that had his thoughts since it occurred to him at lunch so he gathered a bucket with soapy water and a sponge and made his way out to the barn he had built when he first established himself at his current home. He tied the mule to a post in the small barn and set about washing the animals back and neck, when he was done with that he did the legs and then crouched down to wash the belly only to be introduced to the mules massive 16 inch erect member. He went about cleaning the animals' underside but noticed the dirty smell coming off the animals genitals and very carefully washed the animals penis and balls. The donkey whinnied often when he touched the rock hard length and cupped the huge cum filled orbs which were even heavier than he had imagined. His fingers sunk into the skin of the sac so full of cum and when he squeezed the individual orbs gently the erect member would slap against the animals belly, this excited the farmer far more than he could believe. He wrapped a hand around the big dick his thumb and middle finger barely able to graze each other as he stroked he realized the soap water wasn't making for very good lubricant but the sticky slime leaking from the animals tip would. He smeared the stuff along the length from tip to base, squeezing the beasts' big balls to get an extra healthy load to lubricate the donkey dick and when he was satisfied with the amount of lubrication he took his hand away from the balls and he used both hands on the throbbing veiny cock in front of him. One hand danced around the tip often being splashed with more precum which would often be smeared along the length just behind the flaring head to be shared with the other hand which was making long strokes covering the other 12 inches in sticky lubricants. The cock was rock hard now and flexing with the animals heartbeat, the farmer would reach back every so often and play with the huge balls again and on this last time the mule let out an especially loud whinny, the balls drew up against the animals scrotum and the cock in his hand flexed and began firing cum against the barn wall. Again and again long gooey white ropes splattered against the wall, there was so much the fluids began running down the wall to pool on the floor which continued to grow as the mules orgasm began to wane. The ropes becoming less frequent as well as voluminous as the cock in his grip began to lose its rigidity and soon began to recede back into his groin. The farmer was breathing hard as stroking the huge member proved to be a workout in itself but when he inhaled through his nostrils and got a good whiff of donkey cum his head span as the heady musk hit signals in his brain. He nearly toppled over but caught himself planting his hand in the gooey mess left behind by the mule, it was sticky, slimy and thick. He stood himself up with his hand dripping with the fluids which he brought up to his nose out of curiosity taking another smell of the strong odor, it didn't smell good but not bad either it was peculiar and as he pondered the odor he had to stop himself from licking the substance from his digits. Not sure what had come over him he quickly plunged his hand into the bucket of soap water and cleaned the stuff off before untying the suddenly very friendly mule. He spread some saw dust over the cum to soak it up, he needed more than he had grabbed... twice. He looked over the barn, as he finished cleaning up he noticed the seemingly happier donkey as well as the considerably less swollen testicles but still large by any means.
His co-worker was far more cooperative from that day on but needed 'rewarding' more often than he liked and the mule expected it after a day of good work as signaled by its often erect member. And so keeping the mule happy was easier for the famer than going back to the way things were before their new unspoken agreement.
A week after meeting with the man selling preserves the farmer was setting up his stand at the market having gotten there early thanks to the mules eagerness to help. The man with his preserves soon arrived to setup next to him.
"Good morning" he addressed the farmer "you are here earlier than I remember when we first met, it seems you got that mule on your good side."
The farmer smiled at his new friend "you gave me some advice that has paid off quite handsomely. The problem is he now looks forward to his reward quite regularly."
"Well that's because he isn't ever quite satisfied" Said his friend smiling, knowing the farmers' next question.
The farmers face screwed up with incomprehension "I don't exactly understand what t is you mean."
The preserves salesman got right into the farmers ear and quietly told him "come on you're a man and you know masturbation is nice but every once in a while that just isn't good enough."
"So you are saying..." the farmer started.
"He needs to fuck something warm and tight to empty those balls into." His neighbor interrupted.
The farmer understood clearly and asked his friend again if he could use his female for his mule.
"Sorry she's pregnant and will be for a while." He smiled with a sympathetic look about him, "I'm sure you'll figure something out."
The farmer thanked his friend again and went about his business, showing up early on this day paid off as he managed to sell out for the first time since he started going to market. Having nothing left to sell the farmer did some shopping and headed home, just like his last trip home from the market his mind was busy trying to solve his problem of how to get the mule something to fuck so he won't have to get on his knees and jerk the beast off.
Having finished early gave the farmer time left in the day to busy himself cleaning, so he changed out of the nice clothes he wears to the market and put on some old jeans since they would inevitably get dirty not bothering with a shirt because it wasn't necessary.
He cleaned his home since he lived alone it was quick work and made his way out to the barn, the only part which was clean was the spot on the wall and floor where the mules' cum often puddled.
Upon entering the mule greeted him as well as the pungent smell of his arousal which led to him noticing the swinging 16 inch member ready for its daily attention. The beast promptly made its way to the usual spot but the farmer had come in with the intent of cleaning and he ignored the animal and set about cleaning the chicken pens and replacing straw.
When the farmer didn't come to the mule right away the animal got curious as to what was taking so long, he trotted over to the man who was sweeping straw in to a corner when the mule started trying to get his attention. He started by pressing his head in to the farmers' side near the waist and more than once he caught the waistband of the farmers' pants, which made the pants twist and made the waistband tight and soon after the button of the old pants could take no more and popped off.
Upset the farmer pushed the animal away as he dropped his broom on the floor trying to catch his falling pants snagging them around his knees. The donkey thinking the farmer was playfully pushing him returned the shove knocking the unsuspecting farmer onto his knees where his waistband had remained, he managed to land his upper body on the hay bale he was going to spread on the barn floor.
The horny donkey was seeing the farmers exposed backside and with it his (through the donkey eyes) inviting anus, reared up and landed its belly on his back. The farmer attempted to get the animal off of him but to no avail as the heavy animal moved with him not letting him escape from between the beasts legs.
Worry was spread across the farmers face as he remembered the animals massive erection which he had yet to attend to was now slapping against his exposed ass. He could already feel the animals pre cum drooling from the tip to slime his cheeks and as the animal shifted around above him it inadvertently was lubing up its own shaft.
The animal was restless as it continued moving around and when the shaft briefly nestled itself between his ass cheeks it gave a couple of short thrusts making the space between his cheeks wet and sticky, a shiver ran up his spine as slime was pressed against his anus. Some of it even finding a way inside him as he continued to shift the animal off him, he thought the beast had become discouraged when it seemed to be taking steps back but soon found out he was wrong.
The horny animals' shaft slid between his ass cheeks with each step back until the tip of the rock hard cock dragged up against the back of his balls then his taint and finally being squeezed between his defensively clenching cheeks. The tight embrace of his warm squeezing cheeks aroused the mule and he was promptly splattered with a healthy glob of precum, but this was different it seemed like more than when he normally stroked the animal.
The farmer suddenly remembered he hadn't pleasured the animal yesterday, it had been giving him trouble and in an attempt to each it a lesson it was now certainly backed up from not being pleasured for the first time since he had begun giving the beast daily orgasms. The animals balls must be bloated the way they were before he even started pleasing it in the first place, it must have been expecting some love yesterday and it's been building up cum since then.
Pre cum was now so prevalent that his ass and back of his legs were drenched in the sticky slime, and that's when the mule began pressing forward with its hips pushing the tip directly against his anus. 'How can this beast be so accurate?' he thought to himself as he clenched his backdoor in an attempt to keep the massive donkey dong out. For everything the farmer gave the mule gave back as well as occasional squirts of precum, some of which shot out with such velocity it powered through his defenses.
He had been fighting the animals' endless push for so long he was getting tired from the fight and didn't know how much longer he could keep it up but just then there was a break in the pushing and the donkey took a moment to regain its footing. The farmer used this chance to briefly cease his clenching and a moment before the mule resumed pressing into him he squeezed tight again. This didn't go unnoticed to the mule as it soon once again relaxed its hips relieving the farmer of the pressure on his anus, the idea of the beast beginning to tire gave the farmer hope and used this new chance to win back new stamina.
The moment the farmer relaxed for the second time the mule took full advantage of the opportunity and pushed through his unsuspecting defenses. The farmers eyes shot open and he yelled out in pain as his ass had to stretch painfully wide when it succumbed to the cocks advances. It continued to be painful when his body clenched tight on the tip of the member and his anus tried desperately to strangle the portion of the shaft just behind the tip. The mule had stopped pushing waiting for its next opportunity to push forward, in the meantime the beast massive testicles continued supplying lubricant which was now being injected directly into the farmers' colon.
Squeezing down on the thick shaft while being in such great discomfort was more exhausting than trying to keep it out and combine that with the warm pre fluids pumping into him he couldn't hold out much longer. 'Just need to take a quick break and I'll try to squeeze him out again he thought' but when he made his attempt the mule sensed give in the squeezing and with powerful legs drove forward pushing through the pool of precum that had pooled in the farmers colon just ahead of his the mules flaring tip.
The farmer cried out in pain again at having 8 inches of donkey dong inside him now, the precum had worked like a charm in the donkeys mind. When the mule had pushed more of its cock inside the man it also pushed out his fight as the farmer had fistfuls of hay in each hand squeezing them tight. The beast was now breathing hard as this had been no easy task on its part either and was recovering from its efforts before it would continue to push the rest of its veiny throbbing monster cock inside the farmer underneath it.
Having pushed this much into the defeated man meant the mule was at the peak of its thrust and needed to reset it hooves if it intended to push the rest inside the man. So when the mule started readjusting itself its cock began pushing, pulling, twisting and thus pummeling the prostate of the man making him very aware of his own hardening cock and for the first time he moaned out loud. As the mule continued to get comfortable for the fucking it was about to put into its new lover, the mule realized it would make more sense to put its front hooves up on the hay bale the farmer was resting on. So the beast climbed up and took a very dominant and erotic position over the farmer for anyone who would have had the chance to see and if there had been someone to see it they would have seen 4 more inches of the veiny monster disappear inside the man letting out a bellowing moan.
"Am I enjoying this?" thought the farmer as the mule took up its position of dominance over him, as if on cue the big donkey dick in his ass flexed making him moan again and his cock hard. At first he was disgusted by the precum the mule had been leaking into him but now he was grateful for the beasts' offerings as it may have prevented serious internal damage as the cock in him was surely as greased up now as any other time he had stroked the big dick.
As the farmer began to enjoy it more the mule had finished the preparations for the final push, bending its four legs to get the angle just right when it pushed the last 4 inches of its big powerful meaty veiny thick throbbing 16 inch donkey dong into its human lovers tight hot squeezing anus.
The mule wasn't rough in pushing the last of his dick into the farmer, it was more than any man should be able to take but the donkey did it by reshaping his lovers' insides to fit his majestic cock. When the sexually dominant creatures hips finally made contact with the farmers bum, when the sheath was kissing the mans anus and there was no more of the 16 inch cock to give the farmer felt it or more appropriately THEM.
In an attempt to prepare his lover for the beautiful fucking he was about to receive the mule kept his cock buried balls deep in the farmer hoping his body would become accustomed to his amazing length and thickness as it flexed, twitched and jerked. What the mule didn't realize it was doing was resting two very warm melons wrapped in a skin like sack against the globes of the farmers ass and making him very aware of the mistake he had made in not giving the mule its daily orgasm yesterday. He was certain that the testicles fighting to sit in the crack of his ass right now were bigger than they had ever been and that when this was over his ass would look like a waterfall running out of a cave that sat atop two legs.
Moments of silence went by and all that could be heard was the mule breathing, the farmer grunting and the sound of wildlife outside but those sounds were interrupted by the sound made when the mule made the first pull out of his lovers' ass. It was the sound of a wet sucking as those huge balls pulled reluctantly away as the build of pre that had been on the farmers ass had created a wet seal but as the donkey continued to withdraw the seal broke and strings of slime connected the massive orbs to the mans behind.
"I have seen these animals mate before, normally they plunge their length in then give a few quick sharp thrusts and soon after climax" he thought to himself "this hell will be over soon" it was the only relief he could take from his situation. But where he was certain the animal should be thrusting back in it continued to pull, he was expecting it at any moment but still more donkey meat was pulled from his ass "perhaps he's already climaxed" thought the farmer " maybe it's over, we've been at it for a while" he was certain it was over. But his hopes were dashed when the flared tip pulled on his anal ring and realized the mules' cock was still rock hard and throbbing, it also dawned on him that the donkeys legs were fully stretched out towards the front of the animal. "It's not over at all" he thought "not even close".
The mule took a few deep breaths of excitement and then slammed the entirety of its cock back into its newly renovated home, the mules thighs crashed into his backside, it's sheath once again kissed his anal ring and swiftly following those two where the dangling duo slapping with a wet smack into his cheeks as well as reminding the farmer of its dominance over him when they decimated the farmers much smaller testicles.
It was perfect in the mules mind and excruciating in the farmers, the mule repeated the act a second time and then a third and then the farmers body clenched around the erect member. It seemed the mules' cum wasn't the only one that would soil the barn floor this night, and the mule held its cock deep inside the man as it flexed and jerked with excitement as the farmer rode out his orgasm. When the most powerful orgasm the farmer had ever experienced finally subsided and his body relaxed from its former tension the dominant creature above him resumed.
The farmer lay there and took the mules next thrust without a single thought in his lust addled mind as the sticky mess that was lubricating his insides was finding a way out with every thrust making the donkeys' lovemaking more and more audible with every thrust.
*SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP*
Soon he went from not caring to a realization that he was hard again and on the verge of his second climax since having been penetrated by this animals' huge cock. Then he realized he didn't just enjoy getting fucked but he enjoyed being fucks by this big donkey cock in fact he didn't just enjoy it, he wanted exactly the he was getting it.
*SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP*
Getting it hard, getting it fast and getting it deep with big fat balls slapping wetly against his slutty up turned ass being presented to the powerful and dominant creature. Suddenly the thrusting stopped "is it over?" he wondered for the second time but no, the mule was almost skillfully alternating between bending its rear legs making the cock buried balls deep in him move in all kinds of directions. The farmers eyes rolled back in his head as the cock pressed against all sorts of places on his insides, he shuddered as his body clenched on the cock stirring up his insides and mule held still as the farmer had a mind shattering orgasm. "This has to be the most sexually creative beast of burden in the world" he thought to himself after coming down from his second climax.
*SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP*
The mule was unstoppable in its passion to breed the human that had taken care of him for so long but his legs were growing week as well it had been holding onto its own orgasm for so long not knowing when it would ever experience something like this again. Suddenly to the mules surprise his lover underneath him began humping back into his thrust which surprised the mule, the idea of this had never even crossed it's mind the feeling not only physical but mental where stupendous. The mule had reached its breaking point and buried its spasming cock one last time and with a loud whinny released the flood of cum into its lovers waiting hole.
The farmer was relieved it was over when he felt the cock being pulled from his anus one final time, he had to hold on to the hay bale when the donkeys flared tip attempted to pull free with some difficulty nearly taking the farmer with it. He didn't understand how the mule could still be hard after all that, he realised the mule was still firing cum when he felt a few wet ropes land on his back and ass, the stuff was so thick and gooey it didn't even run off some even landing across his gaping anus making a small gooey suspension bridge.
Finally he could rest, as he was too tired to move he decided he would stay there like that for the time being on his knees resting on the hay bale. He could hear the clopping hooves of the mule behind him then beside him and when he heard the sound of hooves in front of him he opened his eyes to see the mule had climbed up on the hay bale in front of him and then he saw it.
Staring him in the face was the thing that had totally changed his sexuality from straight woman loving man to a slut for donkey cock in his ass. The mule looked down at him as the farmer stared at the flared tip of the cock wondering "what now?" and just then the tips opening gaped as the mule jerked his hips forward and he was suddenly slapped in the face with several more thick ropes of the mules thick proof of virility painting his face and blinding him in the process. The mule had managed to get it in his hair as well as his mouth as he gasped in surprise. "It's official" the farmer thought to himself "I am his mare" as he began licking the spunk from his lips and wiping it from his eyes. The taste was strong and musky but he liked it and went about licking it from his fingers. When he could see again he saw the mules cock finally softening and receding back into his groin as well as his big balls drawn tightly to his scrotum, and even though he could tell they had no more cum to give they were still rather large. "Incredible!" the farmer thought.
"But how is it possible that he ejaculate on command like that right in my face?" he wondered pushing himself up off the hay, he had to move slowly as he was in some pain from the battering his ass had just taken. When he finally managed to push himself up he saw it, along the path the mule had walked from his rear to his front splatters of thick cum along the ground, "he never stopped cumming at all... wow!" said the exhausted farmer. He finally stood up on shaky legs and pulled up the pants that failed him to his waist only for wet splatter and cold wetness cover everything from his waist to his knees in donkey cum, so he abandoned the pants and walked back to the house nude to wash his sore aching body. As he walked away from the barn the mule watched him and his ass still leaking the proof of its handiwork expecting the same 'reward' tomorrow.