Hammering a Sheep
#1 of M/M Smut
Jack Hawf, a young, gentle sheep in his late 20's, always loved animals. He started working on a farm when he was 16. His dad had a friend, named Swede, who owned a nice farm: sprawling fields, a fine barn, and all kinds of farm animals ranging from bulls to pigs to sheep and everything in between. Swede is a tall, strong stud horse in his early 40's who has always had a thing for little Jack. His dad got him a job at the farm as a farmhand with no problem, Swede was more than happy to have the extra help and he'd love an opportunity to boss around the little sheep.Jack never liked working the fields or doing any of the more exhausting jobs, so he made an agreement with Swede to be allowed to focus solely on feeding and taking care of the animals. In exchange, Swede require him to wear a milk maid outfit to work. This change of dress code was quite uncomfortable for Jack at first, but after a few weeks he started to get used to it, it did earn him a big raise from Swede after all.
Jack got to work bit early, eager to work with the animals as always. Swede was already up and just sitting on his porch and looking over the fields when he saw the sheep pull in.
"Hey, get over here and let me have a good look at 'cha, boy!" The muscular horse called over to Jack.
Jack got out of his car, locking it and throwing the keys in his pocket. He hadn't changed yet, because he didn't want his father to see him in the outfit. Jack smiled over at Swede, jogging over to the porch.
"Hello, Swede! How are you this morning?" Jack asked the horse as he walk over next to him. Jack could smell the strong, powerful musk that radiated off of the horse, and try his best to hide the enjoyment of said musk.
"Mmmm, I'm doin' pretty well, I was about to go to work in the fields, but I always spare a moment to talk to my favorite milk maid." The horse chuckled. "Speaking of that, you'd better get changed if you plan to get to work."
"Sure thing, boss. I'll go inside and change in no time!" Jack responded heading towards the door.
"Woah, It's okay. Ain't nobody out here, but us. No need to go inside." Swede grinned at the sheep. "It's nothing I haven't seen we you were younger." The horse laughed.
"Oh, umm. Okay, boss." Jack blushed, his face red with embarrassment.
The sheep slowly pull his t-shirt over his head, and tossed it to the ground. He turned away from his boss, before unbuttoning his jeans and letting them slip his legs. Meanwhile his boss, slowly stood up and walked behind him. Swede gave the sheep a firm slap to his rear, which was still cover by his boxers.
"Don't forget these, they come off too. It was part of the deal." The horse gave a slight growl as spoke, and gave the sheep's ass cheek a quick grope through the boxers.
"Oh, umm yes sir! Of course." Jack laughed nervously, turning an even brighter shade of red as he slipped his boxers off and took his milk maid outfit, which consisted of a frilly, white and blue dress and a white bonnet out of a bag.
"Good boy, you gotta nice ass you know that." Swede chuckled to himself as he sat back down on the porch bench, and slowly groped his hardening meat through his pants. "After you get changed, you gotta feed all the animals like usual, clean the barn, and milk the cows." Swede said even though he was sure the sheep already knew this due to the many years he's worked here. "Oh and be careful with good ol' Hammer, he might be a bit pent up and aggressive. He ain't seen some action in a while. He's always seemed to enjoy you though, so don't forget to give him a visit. He'd get upset, if ya didn't stop by."
Jack quickly slid into the dress, and tried his bonnet onto his head. "No problem, Swede. I'm take care of everything don't you worry! I'm surprised Hammer would be pent up, he is your prized bull. You'd think he'd have many other farmers offering up their cows, or buying his seed." Jack blushed slightly at that thought. "Oh, do you minding trying the back of my dress for me, boss?"
"Hehehe, sure thing." Swede chuckled as he walks over to tie the dress. "Ya, strangely Hammer ain't been in high demand lately. Maybe his seed is just that potent, maybe he's already impregnated all the cows in the area." Swede said as tied a bow on the back of the dress, and stroked down the sheep's soft, wooly arms.
Jack thanked his boss with a quick hug, before rushing off to go see the animals. Almost skipping his way to the barn. "See ya later, Swede!"
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Jack greeted each of the animals by name, filling up their food and giving them soft pets and hugs. Jack love each of these animals with all his heart, from lucky the sheep to porky the pig. Jack grabbed the broom and started to sweep the barn in his normal routine, doing his best to get it over with quickly, but efficiently. He didn't really like cleaning the barn, but he knew it made the animals happy and more comfortable so he always made sure the barn was clean enough to eat off the floors, though he won't advise that. When he was done, sweeping he leaned the broom back against the wall, and grabbed a few buckets, some of them being calf buckets for calves to suck milk from.
Jack made his way over to the cows, getting ready to milk each one and greet them. Jack always loved to see the little calves jumping around happily. Jack greeted each of the cows, cuddling and hugging them, and the cows responded with licks and kisses.
"Okay, Okay, hehehe! You first Bessie, c'mon." Jack giggled as he lead Bessie over to a stool, so he could sit down and milk her. One by one he milked each of the cows, and was left with only one empty, calf bucket. He pet all the cows and started to make his way out of the barn with the buckets in hand, when he suddenly heard a noise coming from Hammer's pen.
"Oh better not forget to say hi to Hammer, poor guy." Jack said as he quickly made his was over to the pen, and peaked in. "Hey Hammer, buddy! How are you my bovine friend?" Jack asks with a big smile on his face as he looked into to see Hammer frustratedly huffing with pent up aggression and his bull cock at full mast out of his sheath and throbbing. With a huge blush he removed his head from peaking in and turned away out of embarrassment.
"Oh ummmm, wow bud, you really are quite pent up. Ummm..." Jack couldn't stop seeing the massive, throbbing, bull cock in his mind. "Why can't I stop thing about it? This isn't right, this is so, so wrong! I.... I don't know what to think!" Jack looked back into the pen, staring at the veiny,16-inch-long, bull cock and the heavy set of testicles hanging below. Hammer stamped his hooves on the ground, huffing and shaking his head from side to side.
"Oh, this is a really bad idea! I shouldn't do this, but I mean it would help right? Just once, no more! I'll help relieve him just a bit, I can't stand seeing him like that. And as long as no one knows, then what harm could it be, right?" Jack spoke to himself trying to justify to himself what he wanted to do. "Okay Hammer, buddy. I'm going to enter the pen, just stay calm. I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm just gonna help. Okay bud?" Jack asks as if he expected a response.
Jack slowly entered the pen and locked it behind him. Jack noticed that he forgot to leave the buckets outside, and just placed them a bit out of the way. "Okay, buddy. It's just me. I'm gonna help with that painful erection. Just leave it to me, I'll make you feel much better!" Jack said as he pet the bull and kneeled in between the bull's legs. Jack couldn't smell anything except for the over-powering musk coming from Hammer's loins. Just this scent was making Jack's cock begin to twitch and harden with every breath. Jack stared at Hammer's enormous dick up close, he was stunned into silence staring down the barrel of this throbbing, meat rod.
Hammer stared getting impatient stamping his hooves again and bucking forward, bringing his cock up to the sheep's face and rubbing the meat against the wooly cheeks. Jack let out a moan at the sudden rough, hard bucking against his cheeks. This was too much, maybe he shouldn't do this, but it was too late some part of him was already hooked on this scent. He felt his mind becoming more and more primal and hungry, everything telling him he needed that bull's cock, telling him he has to take everything that it can give. Jack gave up trying to argue, this was what he wanted, this was what he needed.
The sheep took a firm grasp on the dick rubbing against his cheek, slowly rubbing up and down the length. The warmth and rigidness of the bull's cock felt amazing against his skin, as he rubbing his soft hand all along the hard cock. Pre started to dribble from the tip of the bull's massive erection, dribbling down the sheep's cheek and onto his back. Jack gathered up some of the pre slathered the bull's dick up until he could slide his hands up and down the bull in one fluid motion. Hammer backed up a bit, his tip now right against jack's nose, the bull let out a satisfying mooooo as he felt the young sheep stroking all of his cock. Jack's own erection was at full mast, but jack payed it no mind, all he wanted way for the bull to relieve all that tension.
"Oh, Hammer! I love you, you strong, bovine beast! Don't hold back, just let all that aggression out!" Jack said before giving the bull's tip a quick kiss. The taste was just as overwhelming as the scent. Jack's mouth was filled with the taste of hot, meaty, bovine dick, and he couldn't wait for more. Jack's tongue licked all over the thick, throbbing tip, and stroked harder and faster along the cock. Jack couldn't wait to take the bull's wonderful, sticky, tasty, warm milk. Jack grabbed the empty calf bucket, leaving it directly under where his mouth began to envelop the tip of the bulky, bovine length. The sheep's silky, smooth tongue began to swirl around the tip, the sheep could barely even fit the tip into his mouth. The sheep couldn't help as he began to moan and baaaaah, muffled by the massive tip between his lips. The vibrations were too much, the bull began to buck against the sheep's mouth, pushing more and more pass the sheep's tight lips.
With a loud "Mooooooooo!" Hammer, began to shoot spurt after spurt into the hungry sheep muzzle. The sheep was force to swallow constantly, gulping down large amounts of fertile, bull seed. Jack could taste the strong, salty seed spilling into his mouth, he couldn't believe the taste, he was better than anything he'd even drank. The sheep then remembered his bucket, pushing against the bull to remove the cock buried 4-inches into his warm mouth. The bull's cock spewed cum all over the sheep's face as soon as it escaped his lips. Jack moaned as the warm, sticky seed covered his white wool, and pointed the bull's tip toward the bucket. The seed was constantly flowing from Hammer's cock like a hose, quickly filling the bucket to the brim with his milk. Jack pointed the tip back at him letting the rest of the bovine semen coat his milk maid dress in the bull's warmth.
With pants and sighs, Jack slowly began to recover his breath, and noticed there was a leash around his neck. 'That's strange, when did that get there?' Jack asked himself. Jack noticed the leash tied him to the bull's collar. Jack always loved having a leash tried around his neck in sex, and didn't question it further. For now, all the was to do was to see just how much more he could get from the bull.
"MMmmm, Hammer, you've got the best damn milk in this whole barn! Trust me I'd know." Jack looked back at the bull's cock which was still hard as a rock, and showed no sign of going down. "I see I have soooo much more work to do. Ready for round 2, you, big, sexy beast?" Jack asked rhetorically, as he put his face to the ground and hold his ass up high, swaying left and right temping the huge bull to mount his tight ass. Jack's tempting work wonders, the bull lined his thick tool up against the puckering entrance of the sheep. The bull's tip kissed the hole lightly, before rubbing all around and spreading his slick cum all over the wooly backside. Jack gasped and moaned in anticipation of what was to come. Jack grabbed a piece of wood to bite onto, and pushed his ass back into the bull urging it on to penetration his tight asshole.
Hammer left out a huff and buck forward against the sheep's hole, sheathing about half of his length into the wooly ass with one hard thrust. Jack let out a moan of pain and pleasure, shocked by the strength of the bull's thrust. Jack breathed slow, deep breaths, trying to relax as much as possible and adjust while the bull gives him a chance. When Jack feels ready, he moans out to Hammer. "Hammer, don't hold back! Breed me like your little bitch! I need all of your length buried in my ass!" And with that the bull pulled all the way out until his tip almost slipped out, and slammed back in at full force, burring another 4 inches into the sheep. The sheep's moans were music to the bull's ears as they filled the pen, accompanied by the slurping of the sheep's hole as the bull slammed over and over into the warm, tight passage of the sheep's ass. With every thrust the bull gained speed and crammed more of his cock into the sheep below him. Jack's moans became less and less pained, and more and more satisfied. Jack could take it pleasure, it was his third orgasm and the bull was still going strong. Hammer rammed into the fluffy sheep's ass in a wild rhythm, his massive balls slapping hard against the sheep with ever thrust. The bull grunted and moo'd, rivalling the moaning of the sheep.
"Hammer, fill me with your thick seed! Make my belly bulge with your fertile cum! Fill your little bitch!" Jack moaned out between gasps, squeezing hard against the bull's cock, attempting to milk the bull for all he's got. Hammer's rhythm sped up getting faster and harder, until the bull hilted his massive, thrusting cock to the base with a loud slap. The bull's cock twitched and throbbed in Jack's abused, tight hole, as it began to paint his depths white with the constant flood of cum pouring out of it. Jack could feel and see his belly bulging out as he was filled like that bucket with Hammer's warm, gooey semen. Hammer's cum began to leak out from Jack's ass as it couldn't hold much more. Jack pulled off the bull's cock, the bovine cum covering his backside in coat after coat of white, sticky seed. Jack got onto his knees in from of the bull letting the cum spray all over his front, his mouth wide open to catch as much cum as he could.
"Knock, Knock!" Jack heard someone say as he turned his head to see Swede sitting on a stool with his pants down, and his cock fully erect. "Well, boy, that was quite a show, why don't you show how much you appreciated Hammer's seed? Drink that whole calf bucket of bull spunk you have there!" His boss ordered him as he stroked his long, thick, horse cock.
Jack did as his boss ordered, taking the rubber udders at the bottom of the bucket into his mouth and sucking lightly each udder leaking bull seed into his eager mouth.
"Suck it like you would that big, meaty bull udder!" Swede exclaimed.
Jack began to bob up and down on the udders, sucking harder until his mouth was full of the warm, tasty bovine jizz, gulping down each mouthful with moan.
"That's a good boy, suck on daddy's udder! Drink his warm, salty milk!" Swede cheered the sheep on as his stroked his long, stud horse cock.
Jack gulped down the last few mouthfuls of cum and dropped the empty bucket, gasping desperately for air. Jack laid on the ground exhausted and full, looking up to see Swede jerking his horse cock rapidly about his.
Swede sprayed his load onto the cum-soaked sheep, adding his horse jizz to his prize bull's jizz, and giving the sheep a quick slap across the face with his stiff horse dick.
"Your definitely my favorite milk maid, now. Welcome to your new home, right here under my bull, Hammer!" Swede laughed as he pulled his pants up, walked out the gate, and locked the pen up behind him. "Enjoy your new mate, Hammer! He seems to be quite the little slut." Swede chuckled as he walked back to his patio leaving the sheep for the bull to enjoy mating multiple times every day.
And Jack loved every second of it.