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"Okay Cody... just...just a little more.Idon't know who I'm talking too. It's just me up on this small rock face. No harder to climb than the rock wall at my birthday party. One foot then one hand over and over, feeling for each grip, making sure of every foothold. The heavy weight of my private parts was not helping. They weighed me down as they swayed with every movement. They felt cold in the mountain air, but I didn't run away to get away from climbing. Another step upward and I dared to look down.

The grass below me seemed dizzyingly far away. I had to focus upwards, just keep going up and prove dad wrong.The entire trip up I kept thinking about what dad said when I got an owie on my privates climbing the tree back home.

"I'm sorry kiddo. You can't climb, you will hurt your privates."But Dad! You climbed the biggest mountain ever! I gotta practice so I can be like you!"Dad is a big bull, covered in muscles that were fun to hang from like a monkey. Mom had muscles too, but her boobies weren't as big as other kid's moms. Daddy always said it was because she was a special girl, not that I know what that means. "I'm sorry kiddo, but your...privates...it's too dangerous to climb like that with them, you can have plenty of adventures right here on the farm."I was so mad. I wanted to be like daddy. I packed a bunch of food in my backpack and decided to prove him wrong.

Dad had always said the mountain nearby was easy to climb. Maybe if I got to the top I could prove him wrong.It was so long of a trip. I was already running out of food. It wasn't snowing, not even at the top of the mountain this time of year, but it was cold."I have to keep go...

" Crumble!The rock under my left foot gave way. I screamed as I slipped down nearly ten feet. My privates bumped against a rock and a flash of lightning pain shot up through my body. I wanted to scream out for daddy, but settled for just screaming. Gripping the rock tightly, my stomach tied in a knot and cramped after the hit. I stayed there until the pain faded, but I couldn't quit, not when daddy would be so proud of me. Climbing a mountain and turning eleven in the same week, he wouldn't even be mad at me for sneaking out. Reaching my hand out, I grabbed the rock and kept going.

Minutes later I could see the ledge above me. Laughing, I scrambled up the rock. My arms and legs hurt and so did my privates. All the little bumps and scrapes of them against the rock hurt but I ignored it as I grabbed the ledge. Just as I was about to pull myself up someone grabbed my wrists, shouting something at me that I didn't catch as he yanked me up. I landed on the softer ground with a thump. At least my privates didn't hit anything. So, at least there was that. I looked to my right and saw who pulled me up. He was a goat, a skinny one. I thought he was a girl at first, but when I saw his chest there were no boobies. The shock fading to anger, I was panting. I was so tired as I tried to yell at him

"H..Hey...I... I didn't need any help... I'm climbing the mountain myself!" The goat was panting worse than me. He looked like he just ran really fast. His lean body was bent over as he held his knees for support. "I heard you scream. You're lucky you didn't get hurt. Where are your parents?" I was about to yell at him some more when he stood up and looked at me. Looking at his face, I don't know why, but I couldn't be angry. I just couldn't. "I... I wanted to climb it myself. My dad doesn't think I can because of my privates." The goat man looked over at me and looked confused as he caught his breath.

"Privates? What do you..." He looked down but his eyes shot right back up, his face turning red. Was it something I did? Had he never seen any privates before? I can't wear pants since my stuff is so big, but I didn't think that was abnormal. "Are you okay Mister Goat? Your face is all red." He quickly stood up, turning to hide his face. "Well you...you could get hurt little bull. What's your house phone? We can call your parents and get this all sorted out." I felt like yelling again.

"No! If I go home without climbing the mountain, daddy won't believe I can ever do it!" He held still for a moment, looking away from me and up into the air for a few moments while he thought about something. It gave me time to stand up. My privates just barely touched the ground. I was dusting myself off as he turned back around.

"Well you don't even have a backpack or any supplies. So let's head over to town. It's only a little walk and you can get more things to climb the mountain with there." With a start, I checked my back, letting out an eep of surprise as I realized my backpack must have fallen back down the cliff. The goat guy seemed like a nice person though. So I gave him a nod and stood tall, not wanting to look tired no matter how tired I actually was. "Okay Mister Goat. By the way, how close am I to the top?"

He told me that this was a little bit more than halfway. My stomach fluttered with pride at my progress. I made it halfway! Even better than that was that there was only one more climb like the last one, and it was even shorter. I could rest a little and have no trouble reaching the top at all.

The goat and I walked for a little while, as he led me to town. It was a small town, but still bigger than the one near our farm. It was simple. The houses all looked to be log cabins. Everything seemed quiet and quaint. There was nobody out on the dirt roads. There were a few shops all simple looking, almost like they were from another time. There were a few older looking cars parked by some of the houses, as well as a big truck by one of the stores.

Trees still grew everywhere, like as if people just didn't want to cut them down. The entire town appeared down to Earth and simple, but apparently they still had modern comforts, judging by the satellite dishes on the roofs and the nearby cell tower. Some of the shops had thick curtains on the windows, blocking my view inside. The goat moved quickly now, seeming to want to get me through town without being seen. We took back routes behind stores and houses.

"So little bull, where are you from?" After thinking for a moment, I supposed it wouldn't hurt to talk to him a little. "I'm from a farm, and my name's not little bull! I'm Cody."

Looking up at the goat, he looked younger than daddy. Maybe eighteen? Like my cousin. He was wearing an orange hoodie with plain looking blue jeans. He had a set of tennis shoes on that looked older than he was, but they still looked decent enough. He had a hat on. His small horns poked up through it. The hat had something written on it that looked like it said "By The Horns." I laughed a little as I read it and he looked to the left in my direction. He looked just long enough to see what I was staring at and then turned quickly away. "Oh, yeah. By The Horns is a pretty cool band I know."

I was satisfied with the answer, but the goat was acting weird. He never looked at me for too long, and when he did it was almost as if he was trying to avoid looking down too far. Maybe he had never seen any privates before? We continued walking for just a little while longer until we came to what, I guess, was the goat's house. It was nothing like our farm house. It was about the same size, but it had two floors. It almost looked like a fancy cabin in a movie. It was amazing. "You live here? It looks like something from a movie." The goat looked down at me and actually looked at me for the first time. I saw him smiling proudly, almost like me when I managed to climb the tree in the yard without bumping my privates once.

"It is a nice house, isn't it? It keeps a roof over my head so there's that." This was awesome. My cousin was like the same age, but he didn't even have a job yet. My view of the goat changed from weirdo to role model just like that. "Okay, want to see the inside?" "Of course I do!" He fumbled with his keys as we entered the house. The goat pressed some numbers on a nearby keypad. Just like the movies! I couldn't help but be excited. "Mister Goat? You're really rich aren't you?" "I'm not rich. Land is cheap around here and I paid to have the house built by a close friend's company. So it's actually way cheaper than it looks."

I felt the goat was fibbing just to make me feel better, but I just shrugged my shoulders and made a B-line for the living room couch. The fancy leather sectional couch took up most of the space in the room with a decorative coffee table and fireplace. A small TV hung over the fire place, and a few game consoles sat on the mantle. It was then that I remembered just how much my privates hurt. Looking down, there were a few small scrapes, but nothing serious. The goat noticed my discomfort and walked out of the room, yelling back in a friendly way.

"I have some medicine for those scrapes, okay?" "Okay Mister Goat!" He came back a few seconds later with a tube of medicine and he handed it to me. "Here you go. Just rub this on the scrapes, alright?" Rub it on myself? But daddy always put medicine on there for me. It seemed too weird to do it myself. "C...could you do it Mr. Goat?"

The goat's face went red again. Why did it always get that way? "It's just...daddy always put medicine on my scrapes." The goat sighed and gave a little shake. It was like he was trying to shake something off, but just as I was about to ask him if he was alright, he spoke. "Okay. I'll do it. I will put on the medicine for you. Just hold still." I did. My privates hung off the couch. The goat got down on his knees like daddy always did. He rubbed the white medicine in his hands before rubbing it across my scrapes. It felt so nice. It was cool enough to sooth the pain without being uncomfortable. The pain quickly disappeared while I watched the goat. He looked so nervous. He even shook a little, like someone left a piece of candy out he wasn't allowed to eat it.

"Mmm, thank you Mister Goat. That's all the scrapes." The goat kept going for a few more seconds. He had gotten all the scrapes. Why was he still rubbing my privates? "Uh, Mister Goat?" He snapped out of it and pulled away, looking embarrassed as he went to go wash his hands. What was wrong with him? But the events of the day were taking its toll. I knew I couldn't make it to the top of the mountain today. I hope this goat won't mind me staying here for a little while.

When the goat came back in, he didn't have his hat on any longer. He replaced his hoodie with a plain tank top. It was pretty warm in here. He must like it that way. "Mr. Goat... could I stay here tonight and climb the mountain in the morning?" The goat looked like he was thinking, but in the end he shrugged as he sat down on the couch and grabbed the TV remote. "Sure you can stay the night, and I'll help you climb the mountain in the morning. But then you have to give me your parent's number." I thought about it. If he calls mommy and daddy, then I won't have to walk back home. They can pick me up and then I can get the goat to brag about how good I was for him. Less chance of being grounded that way.

"Okay. If we climb the mountain tomorrow, then I will tell you mommy and daddy's number." The goat smiled as he turned on the TV, flipping through the channels. Nothing good was on so he sighed. "Do you wanna play some video games Cody?" I couldn't stop myself from wiggling in excitement. I only had older video games at home, and he had all the new ones! "Sure Mister Goat! I love racing games, if you have any?!"

We played games for a long time, laughing and having fun. The goat was pretty good at racing games, but when he swapped to a fighting game I could not touch him. He was good. Better than any other friend I had ever played with these kinds of games. I was amazed at his skill and quickly had to ask. "How are you so good?!" "Well I'm really good at games. I go to competitions. That's how I make a living." His cool factor just went up by ten thousand. Definitely not a weirdo, but still it was strange how he got all weird whenever he looked at my privates. It was bothering me so in the middle of a game I decided to ask. "Mister Goat? Why do you act all weird when you look at my privates?"

The goat missed his button and I won the match. His face went back to being red and he set the controller down. "Well... it's just... it's not normal to see a cub with privates like yours." What he said hit home. No other kid in school had to sit in the back of the class at a special table with a little tray to hold his privates. Well at least I had friends who laugh about it with me all the time. I remembered the time me and my cat friend compared our pee pees. He was so tiny compared to me. Maybe that was the goat's problem! He was jealous of my pee pee! I didn't want to say anything to him about it. "Okay Mister Goat. What games are you the best at?" The goat took a deep breath and smiled again. "Well I win the most in MOBA's, but I have won some strategy game competitions too." So cool.

"Mr. Goat? Could you give me some tips for games?" The goat smiled and the next hours were spent with him teaching me things about fighting games. He taught me how to do combos and things I never thought of doing before. We laughed and had lots of fun over the next few hours. The sun started to go down before the goat shut off the games. "Okay. Well it's bed time for you Cody. We gotta be up bright and early tomorrow to climb the mountain." I wanted to argue, but that would have been rude, especially since he was being so nice. I was already tired anyway. "Okay Mister Goat. I will sleep on the couch, okay?" "No way. I have a guest bed you can sleep on." I followed him to the guest bedroom. I was so happy when I saw the bed. It was huge. As big as mommy and daddy's bed. Pulling myself up, I felt that it was soft and cozy. "Thank you Mister Goat! This bed is awesome!" "Don't mention it Cody. Get some sleep. I'll be around to wake you up in the morning." I wanted to thank him. He was so nice. He even wanted to help me climb the mountain.

"Mr. Goat? Thanks for not turning me in or sending me home. You're the best!" He smiled as he turned back, not looking all weird like he normally did. Which, in itself was weird. "Thank you Cody. You're the awesome one!" It made me giggle as he turned out the light. I laid down on the soft bed and quickly drifted off to sleep, dreaming of going home to my dad. He was saying how proud he was of me. Then mom acted super worried and yelled at me for running away. I wasn't looking forward to that, but I had to climb this mountain for dad. I had to make him proud. It seemed almost as soon as the dream began I was being nudged awake by the goat. Still so sleepy. I was almost about to return to bed when I realized what we were going to do today and I shot up like a rocket, scaring Mister Goat.

"Easy there! I packed us some food and a tent just in case. It's a bit of a walk and we may have to spend the night on the mountain." Good thing he thought ahead. I already had to sleep outside once on my trip, it wasn't bad but it still would have been nice to have a tent. "Good thinking Mister Goat. Have you ever climbed before?" He looked a little nervous as he responded. "Well. No, but it shouldn't be too hard. I can climb a rock wall easy enough." Wow. He may be god at video games, but this may be difficult if the climb is too hard. "I'm sure you're gonna be fine Mister Goat. You're a goat after all!"

He smiled at my confidence. It was a familiar smile. Almost like one I would give if my daddy was proud of me. After a quick breakfast, we set out on our hike. The slope up was steep so the going was slow. We stopped every hour or so for a little rest before continuing further. It was not as hard as I thought it was going to be. That is, until we came to the last climb. A wall of rock about three stories high stood in our way, but at a second glance it was solid and not crumbly like before. The goat looked intimidated. The tent was on his back and the food on mine. "How are we gonna get up that?" I looked back at him laughing. "We're gonna climb it. Look at it. It's perfect to climb! A ladder would be harder. Just follow me."

I walked up to the wall with no hesitation. Same as before. One hand, one foot. Feel for your grip. Don't go up too far at once in case you get stuck, and before I knew it I was up on the wall. Looking down at the goat he was clinging to the wall below me for dear life, and he was hardly even up off the ground yet. Then I saw his problem. His face was red. He was trying to climb without looking up and it was scaring him.

"Mr. Goat, look up! I don't mind if you look at my privates!" Still red, the goat did look up, finding his hand holds and making his way up behind me. It was weird to say, but I was proud of him. First time climbing and he was just behind me. "Mr. Goat. It's okay. Hand, foot, hand, foot. We're almost there. " "O...okay, just be careful." I was. We climbed and made it to the top with no problems at all, pulling myself onto the ledge and turning around just in time for my pee pee to be mere inches from the goats face as he pulled himself over the ledge. This time even I blushed a little, but then the goat turned to fast. His hands slipped on the ledge and he scrambled for a handhold. "Mr. Goat!!"

I dived for his hands, barely grabbing on to one before he slipped off completely. I pulled as hard as I could. It wasn't doing much, but thankfully he managed to grab the ledge again and quickly pulled himself over it. He began panting in fear as he was laying on solid ground. "Thank you! Thank you. How do you do that so easily? This is terrifying!"

I couldn't help but laugh at the goat. After a bit of rest to recover we continued on. It was more of a walk than a climb. By the time the peak was in view it was a little past midday. I was so excited. I ran as fast as I could up the slope, scrambling up a few rocks and rushing to stand at the very top. Then there it was. Standing at the peak, I could look around and see for miles. The view didn't interest me very much though. All I cared about was the feeling of pride that overcame me. Daddy said I couldn't do it, but I did. It felt amazing to be up here. The goat came up behind me and looked out with me.

"Wow. I live here and I have never been up this high. It's pretty cool Cody." Whatever the goat saw, it wasn't nearly as cool as what I saw. "Mr. Goat. Thank you. I needed to know I could do it. We can go back down now. We can set up the tent after we finish climbing down." "You sure you don't want to stay longer Cody?" "No thanks Mr. Goat. I just needed to know I could do it, now I do." After a brief moment the goat got an idea, pulling out his phone messing with it a little. "Strike a pose."

I did, posing as proudly as I could. I put my fists on my hips and stuck out my chest. The goat grew red in the face as he took the picture. He turned the phone around to show me. I loved it. There was nothing I could say at the moment. I only nodded at him with a smile and began to walk back down the way we came.

We had another long walk, but at least it was easier going down than up. We watched our steps till we got back to the cliff. Good thing Mr. Goat thought ahead and brought the rope and some gear. Hammering it into the rock, we were able to use the rope and climb down easily as the sun was just beginning to dip below the horizon. "We need to set up the tent. It will be getting dark soon." "Okay Mr. Goat. I'll help."

There was quite a bit of fumbling around before we managed to get the tent secure. Just in time too, as the red haze of sunset overtook the mountain. We sat outside and opened up the food the goat had brought. We had to pour a little water into the pouches to rehydrate the food inside. It looked gross, but didn't taste bad. We finished eating and wrapped them up in a bag. I turned to the tent. It was clearly a two person tent, but with not a lot of wiggle room for those two people. Mr. Goat put out the sleeping bags inside like a mattress.

"Well, looks like we're going to be in there pretty tight Cody. Think you're gonna be okay sleeping next to me?" I was more worried about him. He got so nervous when he was close to me, all red in the face. "I'll be fine Mr. Goat. What about you? Are you gonna be okay?"

The goat had another one of those thinking moments. He did that a lot, where his face was really red. It was a little while before he spoke again. "I think I'll be okay. You get in first and then I will close it up."

"Mr. Goat, what is really wrong? You act so weird around me. Do you not like my privates because they're bigger than yours?" I half let that slip out of frustration, half was genuine concern for the goat. He was always so shy and nervous. In fact, most people that visited me were. It was annoying. There had to be something else that was bothering him. There had to be a reason why people acted strange when they saw my pee pee.

"What? No Cody. They don't bother me at all, in fact... well, it's the opposite of that actually." Opposite? What did he mean? Opposite of not liking my privates would be liking them. Why would that be a problem? Unless? "Are you jealous of my privates Mr. Goat?"

The goat lit up a bright red. I knew it! He wanted privates like mine and he was jealous of them. It all made sense! Though, I wasn't sure why someone would want a big pee pee. "Well, that's not quite it." Now I knew he was fibbing. That had to be it. What else is there? I smiled as I hopped into the tent, getting comfy on the far side as Mr. Goat climbed in. I looked at him funny when he laid down without taking off any of his clothes.

"Mr. Goat, you can't be comfy. You can get down to your undies if you want. I'm not wearing any. It's comfy." Again with the red face. This goat couldn't get rid of his blush if he tried. "Don't be shy. Daddy and mommy walk around in their undies all the time. It's normal to sleep in them."

I was surprised when the goat nodded, agreeing with me. He reached down to his pants and pulled, undoing the button. He pulled them down and off until he was just in his boxers. He tugged his sweatshirt off too, leaving him in just his shirt and boxers. "O...okay, let's get some sleep."

I wanted to sit up and talk for a little while. I was still excited from the day we had together, but I didn't press him any further. I curled up with the sleeping bag as Mr. Goat threw a blanket over the top of us. Thinking of all I did today, I fell asleep with a smile on my face. Before I knew it, I was dreaming. I was back in my own bed. My soft covers wrapped tightly around me, laying down to sleep and warmly enveloped in the covers. Feeling them rub against my privates felt weird. So I wiggled the covers off, but the feeling was still there.

Then the bed began to fade away. Blinking open my eyes I thought it was just a weird dream. It was clearly the middle of the night, but the strange feeling was still there. I rubbed my eyes. Turning my head down to my privates, I saw Mr. Goat. Only this time he wasn't wearing his shirt. He was sitting by my feet. His hand was on my pee pee and my privates, rubbing them slowly. What was he doing? Was I dreaming? "M...Mister Goat? W...what are you doing?"

I rubbed my eyes some more. Whatever was happening didn't feel like a dream. He froze in place. His face lit up a bright red once more through his white fur, but he didn't move his hand. He remained perfectly still. In the silence of the tent, I could hear him gulp. "Well, Cody, I was...well... um...trying to see if you were sleeping." "By rubbing my privates? It feels weird...almost like it....tingles when you touch it. Why is that Mister Goat?" The goat could not have been redder in the face. Finally, he pulled his hand away. My privates felt, normal. The tingle went away after a few seconds of his hand being gone. " And now it's gone. Why does it tingle when you touch it Mr. Goat?" "Well... cause it's..."

Looking over, I noticed once more that he was shirtless, but looking lower I saw that even his boxers were off now. Naked, his privates were not hard to miss. His were so small compared to mine. Maybe as long as ruler. It was all hard looking for some reason, sticking up and looking very strange. Was this how his pee pee was all the time? "Why are you naked? And why is your pee pee so stiff looking like that?" The goat looked like he was caught doing something bad. He looked so ashamed and sad. It made me feel sad.

"Mr. Goat, it's okay. What were you doing? I'm not mad at you. It just felt weird and I wanna know what it was that you were doing." At that moment he got really red and then something changed with him. It was almost like he just gave up being embarrassed. "It's part of a game! A game where people play with each other's pee pees . I couldn't sleep and I wanted to know if you would be up for playing or not. So I woke you up."

I knew he was lying. He was too panicky to be telling the truth. Like he was backed into a corner, or trying to hide something from me. Waking me up to play a game in the middle of the night made no sense, but I knew how shy and nervous the goat was. The only way I would get anywhere would with trying to figure out what was really going on would be to play along.

"Oh...well. Okay Mister Goat. How do I play?" "Well, okay, first of all. Your 'pee pee' and 'privates'. Call them by their adult names 'cock' and 'balls'." Cock and balls? Like a chicken and basketballs? Well, each of my privates were a little bit bigger than a basketball, but whatever. If it was part of the game, then who am I to judge.

"Okay, so the point of the game is for you to rub my 'cock' and 'balls' Mister Goat?" "Yes, and if I rub them long enough, something really cool will happen." Now I was curious. What would happen if I let him keep rubbing my pri...errrr.... balls? It felt strange for sure. So, maybe something would happen. "Okay Mister Goat!"

The goat smiled. It gave me a warm feeling knowing the goat was finally looking at me normally. It bothered me whenever someone avoided looking at me. Like I was being ignored, but the goat couldn't take his eyes off of me now. So it was my turn to blush as his hand landed on my balls, rubbing over them softly and the tingling returned. There were no words, and no other sound than subtle one of the goat's furry fingers rubbing my balls.

Slowly his other hand came up to join the first. Only this one landed on my cock. He squeezed it softly and the sensation made me want to whimper. It felt like there were pins and needles being poked into my cock as he rubbed it. Tiny pleasurable jolts popped up all along my cock. It felt so weird. I couldn't keep still, wiggling around on the sleeping bags as I tried to get used to the feeling.

"M...Mr. Goat.... my... my cock feels funny." "Don't worry. It will feel really neat in a minute." He kept rubbing my cock, and it just felt weirder and weirder until my heart skipped a beat as I noticed my cock was growing. It was getting thicker and longer, climbing up away from me as Mr. Goat continued. "S..stop Mr. Goat! My cock, it's getting bigger!" "Calm down Cody. That's supposed to happen. It's part of the game." "But, if it gets too big.. I'll.. I'll.. o...ohhh."

He grabbed my cock with both hands, rubbing it up and down faster than before. I couldn't even talk. The tingling got worse as my pee pee got bigger. It was hard to think straight. I gripped onto the sleeping bag and held on tightly. It was too much. Sounds left my mouth that I didn't know I could make. When I opened my eyes I was in shock. My cock looked like it was bigger than me and the goat was still rubbing it with both hands. "W...what's happening! My cock is so big! I...it's hard and it feels weird!"

The goat didn't stop. Instead he leaned in close to my cock and starting from the middle he licked it. It was so warm. so nice. It was so nice that I didn't even question why someone would lick a pee pee. I, instead, made another weird sound as he ran his tongue from the middle all the way to the tip. I screamed. It felt so...good. That's what it felt like, like the feeling I got on top of the mountain, just way better. All the fear and worry left me at this realization. I wanted him to finish the game.

Mr. Goat knew what he was doing. He wanted me to feel good like this. More and more weird sounds left my mouth. When I noticed the tip of my pee p...no...my cock. That sounded more grown up. My cock was dripping a big glob of something clear. One look at what the goat did next and I knew it was nothing to worry about. He looked at the clear fluid like he was hungry, like he hadn't eaten in days.

He practically shoved his face into the glob of clear stuff. His tongue shot out and licked it up, making the same sounds I was, lots of 'Mmmms' and 'Ahhhhhs'. Just as many came from him as they did me. He actually drank the clear stuff. He drank it down like it was the tastiest stuff in the world.

Another huge dripping glob came out from my cock and he was on it as well. He sucked it up, slurping on my bloated tip. Nothing on Earth could hold me still as I squirmed about. There was something building though. There was a pressure in my belly. My balls felt heavy as they pulled up closer to me. They felt, full. I felt like I needed to pee, but I didn't have time to finish the thought.

Lightning sparked up through my entire body. Every muscle in my body tightened and I screamed. Something was coming up my cock. Before I could even thrust forward in reaction, a fountain of white goop erupted from my cock, hitting the roof of the tent. The force caused the supports to waver. The goopy liquid was everywhere, but it kept coming, shooting another heavy glob of the white stuff all over the tent. Every blanket, sleeping bag, and even ourselves were completely covered in the white stuff.

It just kept going. For almost a solid two minutes my body squirmed and pulsed before I finally stopped. The feeling faded to an ache in my balls and complete exhaustion washed over me. The whole thing followed by one last scream. This time from Mister Goat.

Looking up, he must have been rubbing his cock. Cause even though he was covered in my white stuff already. I could see some goop of his own shooting out from his cock. "M...Mr. goat, what is all this stuff? I'm so tired all of a sudden....I...it's everywhere."

He was panting just as much as I was. Wiping some of the white stuff from his face and flicking it down into the pool shallow of it we were laying in. The tent allowed none of it to leak out. The puddle was at least three inches deep across the entire floor of the tent. "That was the cool thing. It's called sex."

He was breathing hard and was having a hard time speaking. His words were labored as he continued to try and clean himself off a little bit. Sex? I knew I heard that word before somewhere, maybe on TV or something? I was torn between being so tired, and full of so many questions. I had so many that I felt like my head could burst.

"If what we did was sex, what is all this...stuff then Mr. Goat?" "Well, when someone has sex with you, and they make your cock feel good enough, you'll shoots out something called cum. Normally it's only a little bit, but since it's made in your balls and you have large ones, you made a lot." So that's why my balls were so big? So I could make a lot of cum? And this 'sex' is when someone rubs and licks it till it feels super good? Why didn't the goat show me this before?

"Mr. Goat! Why didn't you tell me about this game before when we were playing at your place! You didn't have to be so nervous." The goat laid down on my leg, which I didn't mind. He was staring at my now soft cock. His hand still ran across its' length soothingly. "Well, the truth is, there is a rule around here that says we're not allowed to have sex with people as young as you. Well, it's everywhere really. And I didn't want to break the rules."

So that's why he was so nervous. He wanted to play sex with me all along. It was so silly that a calf like me wasn't allowed to do it. It felt so good, and now the entire tent smelled like the white stuff. It was a strong smell. Though neither of us seemed to mind. Who cares if this was against the rules. It felt awesome. We could keep it a secret. "Mr. Goat... If we don't tell anyone? Can we play this game some more later?" The goat smiled wildly, licking some of the cum, as he called it, from my balls, making me giggle.

"Okay, but it has to be a complete secret between you and me Cody. Because, to be honest, I have wanted to have sex with you since the moment I saw you cock and balls." "Don't worry Mr. Goat. I liked playing sex with you. Of course I will keep it a secret!" "Umm...could you do something for me Cody?" "Sure Mr. Goat. Anything." "Could you, could you call me pet, and allow me to call you master for a little while." That was so weird, but why did I like it. Being called master like that sent another tingle down through my private parts. "Sure mister, I mean, Pet."

He smiled as he rested his head on my balls like a pillow. Not hurting in the slightest. In fact, it felt good for him to be using my balls like that. "Thank you Master." There was that feeling again. The tingling and the heat in my privates grew. "Your welcome Pet."