Date: Tue, 21 Nov 2006 02:26:27 +0800
From: Joseph Emmerton <josemton@gmail.com>
Subject: Beautiful Horses 2

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Thank you to everyone who took the time to write to me 
about my previous story; I am sorry that I was unable to
respond to every email. You know the deal; blah blah 
exiting fiction *wank* blah underage, more blah - enjoy!
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By Joseph Emmerton

I was learning to ride with Simon. When Kelly suggested
it I was freaked out, thinking she would somehow know
what I had done, or that I wouldn't be able to treat
Simon like a steed, that I'd be too passive or something.
None of that turned out to be a problem; the first thing
Kelly wanted to teach me was how to lead a horse without
a halter. Simon was following me everywhere to begin with;
this was why Kelly suggested using him, so leading
wasn't a problem. The three of us walked up the top
paddock to the house were the students stay and it really
was a house, TV and everything. In front of the house was
a ring of fencing just big enough for a horse to do a
slow circuit around, this is where Kelly was going to
teach me to ride.

After getting Simon into the fenced-off ring I noticed a
distinct lack of student in the house. 'Where are the
students? I thought Pete picked up a bunch of them from
the city on Tuesday arvo?'
'They went out and about; they are from Sweden so
Australia is a little new to them, they are treating this
stay as a holiday as well as a learning visit which I'm
not too keen on.'
'Why'd they come from Sweden just to learn to ride
bareback?'
'Not just "bareback" but BAREBACK bareback my little
assistant.' She said with a face-splitting smile, she'd
taken to calling me that recently.
'Oh, my mistake; I didn't realize your website had two
barebacks in it.' I replied a little too sarcastically.
'It has more than two but the point is it's not just bare
BACK riding I teach; its natural equestrianism; no tack -
only me and a fella in the States can teach ya that!
Actually. I think he might have retired, anyway it
doesn't matter; the point is they came from Sweden
because all the instructors there are too chicken to get
on a horse without half tying them up first.'
'Wow, so you're basically the only person in the world
who can teach someone to ride without any tack?'
'Well I'm working on changing that.'
'How?'
'By teaching you the tricks of the trade you silly
bugger!' Kell was still smiling when she said this, I
still hadn't seen her anything but happy in almost a week
of being here; she wasn't lying when she said she loved
her job, but this still didn't make what she had just
said any less of a shock.
'Kell I can't do this on my own. If you want someone to
carry on your legacy you're looking at the wrong city
bloke! I would just let you down.' Even this failed to
affect Kelly's smile.
'Aw common, lighten up city boy; I'm not asking you to
move in permanently and give up all your city boy hopes
and dreams just yet. You're only here for the summer
remember? I just want you to know what I know, there's
something about you that makes me confident you'll put
whatever I teach you to good use, then maybe when all
your city boy hopes and dreams have been hoped and
dreamed and you've got a pretty young girl of your own,
maybe some kids; you might just settle down and come back
here some time.' I couldn't argue with that and caught
myself smiling at what Kell had said. 'See? I knew you
wouldn't be objectionable about that little prospect, now
let's get you up on that horse!' Right on que Simon made
a loud, impatient sounding noise from the ring where he
had been standing watching us all this time, we both
laughed.

Kelly had got me in the ring with Simon, who nuzzled my
shoulder in greeting. 'Oh, he likes you; you should feel
wanted, most horses will keep their distance with someone
they don't know too well.' I was scared stiff; not just
at the prospect of Kelly finding out about Simon and me,
but also because the night before I had been half asleep,
now I was fully awake and about to try and mount a horse
for the first time with absolutely no idea as to how he
might react. 'Looking a little tense there city boy! One
of the most important things to do is to stay relaxed, no
matter what and breathe! Don't tense up or hold your
breath - its not good for you and it'll put poor ole
Simon on edge.'
'On edge?' I said, sounding very apprehensive.
'Yeah, horses don't normally tense up unless they feel
threatened, Simon will pick up on how you feel and might
not trust you so much.'
Well, I certainly didn't want Simon to think I was scared
of him; I was in love with this beautiful animal and
didn't want him thinking anything else. I closed my eyes,
took a deep breath and rolled my shoulders; I thought
about how much I loved Simon and let a tentative smile
creep across my face, I was ready for this. 'Ok, I'm
sufficiently de-tensed now. What's first?'

The day progressed and soon it was late afternoon, the
area around the ring was sent a deep orange by the
setting sun. I leaned in and gently touched the left side
of Simon's neck with my cheek, he slowly turned right
until he was lined up with the slab of timber Kelly had
brought in for me to use as a mounting block, I released
my embrace on his neck and he stopped, allowing me to
slide off onto the block. Simon turned his head and
muzzled my neck and shoulder, making gentle horsy
grunting sounds, I laughed and gently pushed him away,
letting my hand linger on the side of his head for a
while, looking into his eyes. He really was beautiful, I
wouldn't say that about an animal normally; I wouldn't
say that about a horse normally, but after getting to
know Simon through a day of riding - and bonding, I was
able to see through his appearance to what he was
feeling, it didn't change the way he looked it just made
me able to appreciate a deeper beauty; as Kelly
continuously reminded me, when you ride, the horse is
GIVING you a ride, something about that made me feel for
Simon even more. The fact that he trusted me enough to
let me ride him, no, not that he let me ride him; but the
way he moved when I rode him, like he cared that I was
safe, it just changed the way I saw him. Kelly was
standing a little across the ring from me, leaning her
arms on the fence and looking at me like she did
sometimes. 'That was amazing.' She said, sounding almost
close to tears, I smiled at her, showing that I had
enjoyed the experience. 'Never, in seven years of
teaching have I seen a horse and rider work together like
that after less than half a day of riding. I knew you
were made for this, from the moment I showed you my
babies for the first time, I knew you would be able to
treat a horse the right way for bareback riding.' She
trailed off and stared at me for a bit before jolting to
alertness. 'Fuck me it's late! Umm, you reckon you could
take Simon to this paddock here while I go get dinner
started?' The paddock Kell was talking about usually had
the cow in it, I was a little puzzled.
'This paddock? Are you sure?'
'Yeah, the mares are coming into season and Simon's only
two so I'm keeping him out of the main paddock for a
while.' I didn't know what being two had to do with it
but I wasn't able to ask Kell any more questions because
she bolted off to make dinner.

I was left standing next to Simon in the empty ring. A
moment's peace at last, the day had gone by so quickly it
felt good to be alone for a while. Well, I wasn't
completely alone Simon reminded me; hooking his head over
my shoulder and looking me in the eye. 'Oi you! You look
as though you want something.' I said, smiling; wondering
if he wanted it more than I did. I started off like the
night before, working myself into a trance through the
ritual of stroking along Simon's body until I reached his
left flank. When I looked down I was surprised to see
that Simon was getting hard from what I was doing. I took
position on my knees underneath him without removing any
of my clothes. I stared at his mighty cock and gasped, it
had never looked that big last night and he wasn't even
fully hard yet! This caused what must have been a very
naughty smile to cross my face as I wrapped my hand
around his sheath and began pumping his meaty dick. I
moaned watching Simons cock swell with my ministrations
and emerge further and further from his sheath. When his
cock was finally fully extended my hand was sore trying
to stretch around it's considerable girth. I moved my
head so I was looking at Simon's cock side-on and admired
the ludicrous size of his tool. Looking at a cock that
size, let alone holding one in my hand was an incredible
turn on and I could see the fly of my kakis protruding
painfully. Simon had turned his head to see what had
happened to my work on his cock, I got the idea;
unzipping my fly to release the strain I began licking
Simon's swollen cockhead. His cock had a distinctive, but
not unpleasant taste which drove me wild. I began
licking, kissing and sucking the enormous head of his
cock furiously trying to release the ample amount of cum
I now craved. After a while of this I eventually shoved
the head of his cock past my lips and down into my throat
with lust; unable to abstain from total consumption of
his cock any longer. Working my mouth over his dick at a
feverish pace had it's effect on the magnificent horse.
The familiar powerful tightening of Simon's cock and
swelling of his head like a fire hose made me moan. I
moved my lips back until only the head of his cock was in
my moth; determined to swallow every drop of cum this
beautiful animal had to offer me. The endless stream of
cum that followed was far more than I had anticipated;
the first shot alone stretched my cheeks to the limit - a
small amount escaped from between my lips and ran down my
chin. Knowing more was to come I quickly swallowed, and
about halfway though doing so was hit by another burst of
cum. It was a lengthy struggle between me swallowing and
Simon cumming; his sperm was flowing now, en masse down
my chin and onto my shirt but there was no way in hell I
was giving up my prize yet. I was moaning uncontrollably
at the sheer eroticism of the moment picking up another
steady rhythm of movement over Simons throbbing dick.
Finally, the seemingly endless flow of cum stopped and I
began sucking Simon's gradually relaxing cock clean. I
looked down to see that my entire t-shirt was soaked as
though I had just taken a bucket full of water to the
chest. A small sea of cum had pooled in the dirt between
my knees; more than I could produce in a week!

I didn't bother cleaning myself up; figuring that I'd
leave Kelly to assume why I was covered in sticky white
goo from the chin down. I led Simon to the paddock Kelly
had indicated and gave him a hug around the neck. I
turned to leave and Simon followed. The gate was a
struggle to close with him on the inside, though I
managed it eventually, waved goodbye, and turned to
leave. Less than a few metres from the fence I heard
Simon whinny loudly and I turned to see him rear up onto
the fence and shake his head around wildly. I walked back
to him and stroked his head to calm him down. I stayed
there for some time and noticed that in the afternoon
light he looked a lot like Jessie, Kelly's horse. I made
a note to ask her about it later. I eventually left to
much complaint from Simon; but not as much as before.

When I reached the cabin, dinner was already being
served; spicy pasta and beans, Kelly and Pete were
vegetarian. Pete looked to be away somewhere again; he
was rarely present at mealtimes. Kelly was a little
startled when she saw the state of my shirt, then;
surprisingly she smiled. 'Hungry are we?' I thought about
this, my tummy full of Simon's cum. 'No, actually; I
think ill have a shower and hit the hay.' Kelly laughed.
'I wondered what took you so long, but that sounds like a
plan; given what you've no doubt been up to.' I beamed at
her.
'Thanks Kell, I knew you would understand. See you in the
morning.'
'Uh huh - sweet dreams lover boy.' A sly smile crossed
her face and she winked at me knowingly, sweet dreams
indeed.

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Well, there you go; I hope you enjoyed it and will agree that it's
as good as the last one (although I put a fair bit more effort
into making this instalment flow logically). Thanks again to
everyone who emailed me and I hope you continue to do so because I
love to get feedback. Bear in mind that I am unable to respond to
all mail but I certainly read it! Anyways, thoughts? Comments?
Send them to:  josemton@gmail.com Oh and; flamers are ignored
and deleted but that hasn't been a problem so far. Glad to be part
of the nifty community and more to come soon I hope!

-Jose
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