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Helping Uncle Jack, jack-off a Horse.

It was just too hot that day. I was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and a tanktop, but it felt like I was wearing a winter parka in the middle of a desert. I like the heat normally, but my uncle had me digging trenches for cultivation pipes and the labor combined with the hot beating sun made it all too much to bear. I slammed that shovel into the dirt, and I staggered my way from the field and towards the barn. My lips tingled as I thought about the drinks waiting in the fridge my uncle had set up in there.

My dirty shirt clung to my sweat drenched fur, outlining every curve of my chunky body, the white fabric on my back almost transparent from my sweat. After a short walk I could see that big white barn sticking out of the middle of nowhere like a sore thumb. Heat waves rose from the ground in front of it as that white glossy paint reflected the light out, making everything around it hotter. I went up to one of the side doors and slipped inside, heading straight for the fridge.

I walked into the little room that was set up with a folding table and a few chairs, none of which marched or even seemed to be from the same decade. I staggered over to the massive 1950s-style green fridge that had rust spots speckling the surface, opened it and grabbed a bottle of water from inside. I chugged half of it, letting that ice-cold liquid slide down my throat, before I lifted it up and poured the rest over my head. I could feel the water drip from my chin, and then onto the front of my thin white shirt, most likely making it as translucent as the back. I grabbed one more bottle before sitting down on one of the oil and grease smeared seats, and took my time drinking that wonderful, thirst-quenching water. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feeling of that cold water as it cooled my paunchy body.

My ears twitched against my stubby antlers and I took a deep breath, inhaling the normal combined smell of dirt, grease, fuel, and hay smell that every barn always seemed to have. I managed to get through half of the bottle before I heard something that drew my attention. It was someone talking, but the sound was too muffled for me to hear. Curiosity got the better of me, and I stood up to go see who it was.

I strolled deeper in the barn towards the stables, where my uncle kept the feral cattle during the winter, but now they all sat empty and ready for the next snowfall. My nose caught what was happening before my eyes or ears did. It was that thick musky smell that only came from one thing, that perfect mixture of two males messing around. I knew I should have stopped right there and turn back, but the brains between my legs confused the messages with the ones in my head, and I kept moving forward.

There, sitting on a hay bale in front of one of the stalls was my Uncle Jack and a farmhand named Gulliver, a handsome grey and black splotched stallion, who had the most perfect body-- he was big and thick, with a powerful set of arms and a belly I'd love to get lost in for days. My Uncle Jack was smaller than he was, but not in the waist area. He had a nice thick body that would have made any chubby chaser delighted. He also had a nice set of antlers that dwarfed my little nubs.

They were both naked, and my uncle's fingers were sliding over Gulliver's belly as the stallion just sat back and relaxed. The stallion's cock was already half hard, poking up from his black sheath as his massive fist-sized balls rested between his thick thighs. I'd seen a lot of guys naked before, like that time my dad took me to Deer Camp, but this stallion was something else. My brain finally overrode my dick and I went to turn around when my uncle turned towards me.

"Oh hey there Lance, need something?" The older buck asked as he slid his paw down and started to stroke at that stallion's thigh.

"Uh, um, no, I, just, um," I blurted out as a deep red blush grew across my cheeks.

The old buck chuckled, and looked at the horse. "I watched the kid's cherry get popped by a big bad wolf, and he still gets all blushy when he catches me doing something as natural as this."

The horse also chuckled. "Well he's barely a full grown buck, he hasn't even lost all his spots yet. I don't blame him for being shy." His eyes looked up and glanced over my body, only making my blush worse. "And not to mention, most farmers don't take care of their horses like you do."

The buck grinned, and his fingers slid in to cup that stallion's balls. "Well I got to make sure they're happy and relaxed after all. It's important for their health... and my bottom line. Besides, it's been a family tradition in my lineage's long history of equestrianism," my Uncle added as he wrapped a paw around the base of that horse's shaft, watching as it started to grow in between his fingers, my pants tightening as I watched the thing curve around his belly and finally creep past his belly button.

"Speaking of which," my Uncle Jack added, before he looked over at me. "I think it's about time I taught you a thing or two about handling horses, Lance." The older buck motioned to the empty spot next to Gulliver. "Take a seat, and help your uncle jack-off a horse."

I shuddered, and without prodding I found myself starting to strip off my clothes. My shirt hit the cement floor of the barn with a wet plop, before my pants and underwear joined it. My face felt red hot as I walked forward and kneeled on the hay bale next to the stallion. I saw my uncle shifted onto his knees, and his belly brushed against that golden hay as it hung down.

I found my eyes drifting to the stallion's throbbing shaft as my uncle's fingers glided across the smooth black skin, marbled with pink. "Go on, it doesn't bite."

I just nodded and I reached down to wrap my hand around it, I could feel it pulsing between my fingertips as the stallion it was attached to groaned. "Yeah, kid. Just like that."

"Now Lance, there are a few things you should know about equine anatomy." The older buck said as he slid his finger around the ring of flesh that pushed out about half way up the stallion's shaft, I heard the horse groan as he did that and that big cock flex against his large belly. "They have all sorts of fun pleases to tease that guys like us don't, for example, this is the medial ring. Horses love feeling it played with, and they really get off to the feeling of it popping in and out of someone's ass." The deer said matter-of-factly, as if he'd learned it from personal experience-- and knowing my uncle, he probably had.

"And then there's the flare, once you get them really turned on, it starts to puff up like it's doing now." I looked down, and sure enough the top of that horse's cock head was puffing out. I watched as my uncle slid his finger up, and slide the tip along the underneath of that exposed pink and black head, getting a pleasure-filled whinny from the horse's lips. "If you really want to make a stallion putty in your hands, this is what you play with."

My uncle cupped his paw over the head of that horse's dick and he started to slowly twist it back and forth. I could feel that horse's cock flex under my fingertips and heard a long moan escape his lips.

"And then if I'm doing this, I might as well do something he and I both enjoy." My uncle said, before he dipped his head down, and nuzzled at the stallion's chest before he buried his nose in that stallion's armpit. He inhaled deeply as his finger's worked over that stallion's flared head, and he breathed in the musky scent right from its source.

An utterly pleasure-filled look came across his face as that pervy old man started to lick, letting that salty musky taste roll across his tongue. Gulliver looked down at me with a soft smile on his face."See that? I don't think any other farmer would get as enthused with his work as he does. That's why I keep this job even though the pay sucks." There was an annoyed grunt from my uncle, but Gulliver ignored it.

"Plus, I love the way a deer looks when he's got his hand wrapped around my dick, just like you do. The size difference makes me feel so powerful, more so when I do this," the horse said as he started to slowly thrust his cock up and down in my hand. "It makes me feel like a stallion from the olden days whose farmer bought him a deer to milk him and keep him happy so he focused on work, knowing he'd have that buck to worship him when he got back to the stables. I bet I'd have a boy just like you to jack me off whenever I got horny... after all, why should I go on pleasuring myself when I spent all day working? What kind of a stallion would I be if I had to resort to my own hand for pleasure?"

That big stud groaned as he humped into my hand again, my fingers started to slide faster over his flesh, pre starting to drool from the tip of his shaft, that liquid sliding across my uncle's fingers and then down that impressive length. It was so warm and thick, and there was more pre-cum than I could produce from days of being teased to the edge of orgasm. My spade tail flicked as I gripped just under his flared head, and felt it as that pre-cum just oozed out of his shaft.

"I guess not a very good one..." I replied meekly, my cock starting to pulse under my rounded belly.

"Yep, it'd be your job to make sure my balls always stayed empty and I was kept happy. I bet I'd take you down to the creek and have you wash me as I teased your little pecker just like this," and with that Gulliver reached down to tease my jutting shaft, his skilled fingers making me shiver as his whole hand wrapped around my soft flesh. He squeezed so hard I felt the blood rush into my body before it surged back in, making me harder than ever.

"I might even have another deer like your uncle, and I'd have him doing just what he's doing now, using his tongue to worship a big stud like me. That deer helping him jack-off this length that can't be contained by one hand alone, nope, I'd need a set to make sure I'm happy. I'd have them worshiping my body just like this, letting them enjoy that stallion after his long work day. Letting them each get a smell of a real man's scent."

The stallion's hand slid from my dick and came to rest on the back of my head. He started to push me forward and I gulped as he pushed my nose right into his armpit. I held my breath for a second, but as he reached back down and grabbed my dick again I couldn't help but inhale.

That musky scent filled my nose, making a large drop of pre shoot from my dick and into that horse's waiting paw. My tongue slid out, and then like my uncle I licked across that salty fur. That musky flavor rolled across my tongue, and I shuddered. It was like nothing I'd ever tasted before, my stomach thought I should turn away in disgust but my dick told me to keep licking.

"See? You like it already, I bet you'd love to be one of that set, knowing every day I'd come home all musky and you two little sluts would come up and love to get a taste of what makes a stallion smell like a stallion." He whinnied loudly, his flare flexing beneath my uncle's fingertips. "Then you'd know what I'd do?"

The more he spoke the more I blushed, each and every syllable was making my knees weak. I inhaled sharply through my open muzzle, and that just made his taste tingle across my tongue.

"No..." I groaned into his pit as my hand slid up and down his flesh.

"Well first I'd get some lube, but a special kind I can't get anywhere else." He said with a grunt and he grabbed my ass and my uncle's with his powerful hands. "Up you two, get in my lap." He guided us up and he sat each of us on one of his knees, his cock jutting up between us. "Do you know how I get this special lube?" He mused as he took my dick in one paw and my uncle's in the other.

"Why I milk some bucks of course... I'd grab their cocks just like this and start to stroke so they'd get all riled up." The stallion said as he started to move his hands quickly across my cock and my uncle's, making my foreskin turtleneck over the head of my cock.

"Then I'd press those two bucks against me." He said as he closed his legs together, and pressed mine and my uncle's cock into his massive rod. I could feel my six-inch shaft pulsing against his fifteen, he grabbed my hand and wrapped it just above his medial ring, and then wrapped my uncle's around his flare.

I started to stroke as Gulliver reached down and wrapped both hands around his shaft, squeezing my cock and my uncle's into his fuck stick, and then he started to thrust. "I'd use my stallion hood to milk those cute bucks, those two gay boys squirming as I frotted with them, fucking my big raging cock against their two smaller ones." He said as his balls bounced, and that thick cock moved between his hands.

I whimpered, I could feel that smooth flesh grinding against my own, each and every stroke bringing me closer to the edge as his pre swirled with mine. I panted, my hand gripping onto his fur as I tried to steady myself, I could feel my balls grinding against his length, that farm hand's pride teasing my seed filled cummers, so ready to release I could taste it.

"Mmm come on little bucks, use those short little dicks for something good and squirt against my shaft," he groaned.

I bit my lower lip and gasped as I finally came, my hot cum squirting across his fat dick. My cum oozed across the surface of his shaft, letting that flesh glide quicker between our fingers and his. My uncle was the next to cum; I could feel his thick cum mixing with mine as that horse refused to let up.

I could feel the sensitive nerves of my dick being assaulted. I wanted to pull away but the horse's powerful grip on my cock kept me against him. I felt like my senses were being overloaded with pleasure, as I kept moving my hand quickly up and down the first few inches of his shaft while he kept me and my uncle glued to the last half. I could feel the head of my cock being teased by that thick medial ring as he popped it across the rim of my sensitive glands.

I saw the horse throw his head back, and then a loud whinny escaped his mouth. His balls churned, and hot thick cum began to surge through his shaft. I could feel the horse's cum as it pushed through the soft tube on the underside of his shaft, before spraying into my uncle's hand, and then oozing down over his length and into our hands, mixing with the deer cum he'd used as lube.

I watched as he and my uncle kissed as his hips kept thrusting, churning out shot after shot of jizz until it pooled in the lip of his sheath and dribbled across his balls. They kissed as his climax ended and the last of his cum came from his shaft. They broke apart, panting, and then my uncle got back on his knees beside the horse and I followed suit.

The horse leaned back, "Come on little bucks, clean up the mess you made this stallion make..."

"You heard him, Lance..." the pervy old buck said as he leaned down and started to lick at that stallion's balls, lapping up the mixture of horse and deer cum. I shuddered and did the same, my tongue lapping at the pool collected in his sheath before sliding up that slowly softening member.

The horse reached down and scratched between my ears, and then he brought my muzzle to the tip of his shaft and my uncle's to the same spot. "Now kiss it. Show it how much you loved pleasuring it this evening."

I looked into my uncle's eyes and he looked back into mine, and then we both did as we were told. We kissed the semi-flared head of that stallion's shaft, our lips meeting as our tongues flicked across it and we kept that softening flesh between our muzzles. We sucked what was left of his cum from it as he rubbed between our ears, and then he gave a satisfied groan.

"Oooh... I could get used to this." He said happily with his eyes half closed.

My uncle pulled back and licked his lips. "So, how'd you like helping your uncle jack-off a horse?"

I sighed contently and adjusted myself so I could lean against the horse's big belly. "I liked it a lot... though, I'd like it better if I was helping my Uncle Jack, off a horse after he rode that fat rod..." I teased.

My uncle grinned, "Well, once we clean up Gulliver, I think Chance is long overdue for a milking, and if you really want to help me get off another horse, you could help get me on him first..."

I licked my lips and snorted lustfully, "I think I'd like that."

The End