Horsing Around

We chatted mindlessly over a light lunch. He told me about Phyllis, his bitch wife, and how miserable he has been the last few years. Dan flipped the burgers on the grill and told me how he longed to be free. He needed his divorce to be final so he could move on, and be himself for the first time in a decade. I tried to make him understand what my life was like, but I must have seemed like an alien to him. The concept of living among eight million people in a steel and stone canyon was beyond his comprehension.

We took the dishes into the kitchen. I felt his arms wrap around me as I stacked them in the sink, his chest leaning into my back and the bulge in his jeans nestled firmly against my ass. I could see the horses through the window. I sensed he wanted sex. I wanted to wait. 

“Can I see the horses?” I said excitedly. Dan smiled and took my hand, leading me to the paddock.

The horses came to the gates as we entered the stable. Dan had a bucket of carrots, and I actually fed them. They were strong but gentle, incredibly powerful but as sweet and docile as lambs.

“Don’t be fooled! They can be bitches if they wanna be! I got this bend in my nose from Goldy here, when I brushed her where she didn’t wanna be brushed!” I looked at Dan’s nose, a scar on the bridge where it had been broken. The bump and red mark just made him look more handsome. Goldy munched happily on the carrots.

He turned me around to face him. I looked up into his face as he drew me into his embrace. I pulled the shirt off his shoulders and it dropped to the hay strewn floor. I pulled off my tee shirt as I felt him fumbling with my belt, and soon my pants dropped around my knees. I opened his jeans and we stood cock to cock, our chests warm against each other, only the thin fabric of his undershirt holding us apart. I heard the restless horses rustling in their stalls as he kissed me.

“Let’s go for a ride.” He said unexpectedly, as he pulled away from me and reached for the gate. “You ever go bareback?” He asked.

I was surprised; I didn’t expect him to be so blunt. “No, not anymore. I haven’t barebacked in years…its way too dangerous. I brought condoms with me, I wasn’t sure if you’d have any, if married guys ever use them!” I replied.

He laughed, and swept me up in his arms again. His cock was as hard as a bat, and I felt it insistent on my belly as he pushed against me.

“Hah! No, you little slut!” He joked, “I mean without a saddle! I want to ride without a saddle…bareback!” 

Embarrassed, I blushed and told him that I had never even touched a horse before today, let alone ride one. He strapped a bit and harness on a big black stallion named Flash. I watched his magnificent nude body, muscles tensing and flexing as he adjusted the straps and pulled the buckles tight. His cock swayed heavily between his legs. Semi-erect, he seemed to be at least seven inches, maybe more when fully engorged. It was as thick as a flashlight. I recalled last weekend, and how incredible it felt deep in my throat.

Dan lifted me effortlessly on the horses back. I panicked, and grabbed on to Flash’s mane as Dan hopped up on the rail and mounted behind me. His arms wrapped around my waist as he grabbed the reigns, and I calmed down. The feeling of Dan’s strapping body pressed against mine, and the warm bristly horse between my legs was very stimulating. I felt my erection grow as my balls rubbed against Flash’s coarse hair. Dan’s cock was hard again, and it rested throbbing on my ass. The three of us ambled out into the yard, and we took off across the field.

The sun was hot on my back, Dan holding me tightly with one arm as he grasped the reign with the other. We galloped into the grassy meadow. The horses gait slammed me into Dan’s chest as I lurched on the big stallion’s back. We picked up speed and soon the horse was racing along the sandy coast of the sound. I saw sailboats off in the distance. I wondered if they could see that we were naked. I was getting more comfortable with the cadence of the horse, and I trusted that Dan wouldn’t let anything happen to me. The wind whipped across us as we flew along the waters edge, ducks scattering as we sped by.

Flash was wet with perspiration. I could feel his heat as Dan pulled him in and we slowed to a trot, finally stopping under a large willow tree near a babbling stream. It was cool and dark, and it felt good to be out of the raging sun. The horse had worked up some lather, and felt slick between my legs. Dan began to suck on my neck, dropping the bridle and fondling my chest with his rough hands.

“Maybe we should try that barebacking you talked about…” He whispered in my ear. “I can’t think of anything else, ever since you brought it up!” I leaned back into his hard body and felt his sweaty chest pressed into my back. I yearned to have him penetrate me; I wanted to feel Dan wedged firmly inside my body. I reached back and guided his enormous cock under my slippery ass. I felt him hard and unyielding against my asshole, his erection slick with horse lather. Flash whinnied and pranced forward along the bank at the edge of the brook. 

We followed the stream into the open field, Flash stopping occasionally for a mouthful of grass. Dan held my cock in his hands and began to pull on it. I felt the cum rising in my balls at his touch, I was so incredibly excited. I fell forward, hugging Flash’s neck and lifting my ass to meet Dan’s rigid cock. He slid fully into me, completely burying his shaft in my gut. Dan held still in my ass as I cried out, the sudden invasion of his dick more than I could bear. 

“Baby, am I hurtin’ ya? Tell me what to do; I don’t want to hurt ya, Michael!” Dan moaned in my ear. He was genuinely upset, and I was touched that he was concerned about me. There was nothing selfish about him. I moaned loudly, my face buried in the horse’s coarse mane, my chest heaving against his slippery neck. The pressure eased, and my sphincter adjusted to the intrusion. Dan began slowly pumping my ass, his thighs sliding on the horse’s flank, Flash’s slippery sweat foaming between our flesh. I felt every inch of him sliding through my asshole. It felt like he was in me all the way up to my heart, his cock touching me far inside, filling me.

Michael! Oh my God, Michael!” Dan shouted loudly. Flash spooked at the sound of his master’s cry, and lurched forward. We began to trot slowly across the open field, Dan wedged in my butt, the uneven gait of the horse driving him deeper into me with every thrust. I grunted and moaned as Dan lifted me off the horse’s back, dropping my ass back down, driving me onto his potent cock as we loped along through the grass.

I felt him shudder, just as he arched his back and discharged into my ass. Dan was so full, so ready to cum. He unloaded profuse amounts of his seed into my gut, breeding me. I would forever have a part of him inside me. I came immediately, busting my nut across Flash’s black mane, my cum running down his neck in creamy white threads. Flash snorted…he seemed to know that something wonderful had just happened on his sturdy backside.

We rode to the edge of the sound and tied Flash off to a bush. He went in first, feeling his way on the rocky edge of the water, urging me to join him. The boats were some distance away, and unless they were using binoculars, there was no chance anyone could see us as we slipped deeper into the chilly water. It felt good as Dan rinsed Flash’s sweat and coarse bristly hairs from my body. The sun had burned my shoulders, and he scooped cool handfuls of water onto my pink skin. My ass hurt, but it reminded me of the magnificent man who had just been in there, so it was a welcome ache. The horse had cooled down, and drank his fill of the crystal blue water. We mounted and Dan took us back to the farmhouse. We didn’t speak a word, but his arm wrapped firmly around my waist and his beard pressed into my neck told me volumes about what he was feeling.