Date: Thu, 6 Jan 2022 09:07:48 +0100
From: Sarcastic Sword <sarcasticsword@mail.com>
Subject: Of Dogs And Young Men Part 18

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Of Dogs And Young Men Part 17

Well when I got home from school on Friday an older gentleman was waiting
for me.  His name was Mr. Edwards and he'd seen the fliers and had come to
claim the Great Dane.  I went down into the root cellar and retrieved the
big dog.  I walked him over to the old man and handed him the leash.  The
Dane leaned against him but didn't show much exuberance at seeing him.

"He's never really quite become my dog.  He belonged to my Grandson.  He
just started at the university at Madison last fall.  Since he couldn't
take the dog with him he had to leave him at home with his mother.  She
tried to keep him but she couldn't control such a big dog.  She was just
too soft spoken and he wouldn't listen to her.  Well after Jason went back
to school she brought Biggie, I know it's a silly name, to live with me out
on the farm.  He's only been here three months.  He listens to me, he isn't
a bad dog but he's never really bonded to me.  I think he prefers a younger
guy.  If you ever want to come visit him you're free to do so."

"He's a really cool dog.  I wouldn't mind coming to visit with him.  I've
grown fond of him in the few days he's been here.."  I said already
planning on finding ways to get away together so he could jump my bones.

"Well why don't you get in the truck while I take him home so you can see
where I live and then I'll drive you back home."  He said and I hopped in
the passenger side and Biggie jumped up on the bed of the truck as
Mr. Edwards went around and got in the driver's side door.

His place was only a little over a quarter mile away.  I'd seen it before
but it was at the end of a lane off of a side back road that I hardly ever
went down.  As we went down the drive I saw a sign that said "HighMark
Farms Tennessee Walkers".  He had twenty acres that was fenced with board
horse fencing.  There were multiple paddocks that came off a main horse
barn.  It wasn't huge but it looked to be able to hold about thirty horses.
Unless there were a lot more in the barn it didn't seem like there were
anywhere near that many.

As if the could read my mind Mr. Edwards said, "I raise Tennessee Walking
Horses, some of the best riding horses that you can find.  I've decreased
the size of my herd in the last couple of years.  At seventy-two I can't do
as much as I used to.  Do you like horses?"

"Yeah.  I've always wanted a horse but Father doesn't believe in livestock
that we can't make money off of.  I'm still hoping to talk him into one now
that I'm getting old enough to take care of it."  I replied.

"Would you like to see them?"  He asked with obvious pride in his voice.
It would have been rude to refuse even if I didn't want to see them.

"Sure."

He parked next to the barn and Biggie hopped out of the back of the truck
when Mr. Edwards said, "Unload!".  He led me into the first paddock.  It
had a mare with a new foal in it.  The mare was a nice chestnut and the
foal was a little palomino colt that was all legs and cute as hell.

"This is my favorite of this years crop.  Looks just like his daddy did at
that age..."  He said and the colt ran up to him.

"He's a beauty!"  I said with enthusiasm as he nuzzled my palm.

We went from paddock to paddock and in each one of the first ten were mares
with foals, but none of them was quite as handsome as the first little
colt.  The last two horses were on the opposite side of the barn and
contained stallions.  They were in the first and last paddocks.  I
understood why.  You wouldn't want them side by side if you had the room.
I'm sure that they were just full of testosterone and would always be
wanting to fight each other for dominance.

We came to the one in the back first.  He was a chestnut that stood about
sixteen hands at the withers.  He was a handsome animal but he paled in
comparison to the animal in the far paddock.  It was obviously the sire of
the first little colt I'd seen.  This palomino had muscles upon muscles and
they rippled as he moved.  He was about 17 hands high.  He was the most
impressive stallion that I'd ever seen in person.  He just exuded dominance
and confidence.

As we walked toward him I noticed him drop.  Mr. Edwards chuckled.  "Every
time a stranger visits he has to drop his cock to showoff."

I could understand exactly why he wanted to show it off.  It was huge.
When it had dropped over two feet down it got hard and slapped up against
his belly.  I tried not to stare but that was just about impossible.  He
whinnied at us and nickered trying to get us to come closer.  We walked up
to him and Mr. Edwards help his hand out for him to sniff.

"This is my pride and joy, Champion HighMark Loco Motive.  We call him Moe
for short.  I didn't want to tempt fate by calling him Loco."  He said with
a chuckle.

I was speechless.  I held my hand out to him and he sniffed it and snuffled
at my arm.  I was amazed at how he just exuded sexuality.  Maybe it was
emphasized by the huge cock that was slapping against his belly.  I tried
to keep from looking at it but I was hard as a rock.  Fortunately my coat
covered it.

"If you'd like to come over and visit I can teach you how to ride.  These
guys all need ridden on a more regular basis.  Moe hasn't been ridden much
since he finished his championship, I'm not up to it at my age anymore and
my grandson hasn't been riding them since he left for school."

"I'd love to learn to ride Sir."  I said as I ran my hand over Moe's
muscular neck.  I could feel the muscles rippling under his taut skin.

"Well come on over any time and if I'm home we can start the training."  He
replied.  "Well let me get you home.  I'm sure your Mom wants you home for
dinner."

I hopped in the truck and to my surprise Biggie hopped into the bed of the
truck.  "He loves to ride around in the back of the truck.  I used to worry
that he'd jump out when I was driving but I found out that Jason let him
ride in the back of his truck ever since he was a puppy.  He trained him
not to get out of the truck until he gave him the command "Unload!"  He's a
really obedient dog, but I think he really misses Jason."

We drove back to my house and I went in to get cleaned up for dinner.
While we were at the table I said to my father.  "Mr. Edwards was the guy
that owned the Dane.  Do you know him."

"Yeah.  He owns HighMark Farm.  He's a member of the Masons so I've met him
at some of the meetings."

"He took me over his place to see the horses.  They're gorgeous.  I know
they don't bring in any money but can we get one.  I've always wanted a
horse."

My sister piped in, "Yeah Daddy can we get one?"

"Well right now you have too much on your plate.  Let's see how things go
with the dog show stuff first and maybe if you are handling everything well
enough we can get one next year."

As much as I wanted one right now I realized he was right.  But I could
always go over to Mr. Edwards place and get my fix of horses.  I couldn't
stop thinking of how sexy Moe was and how cute his son was."

After dinner I went out and Caesar followed me to the barn to practice.  He
was really doing great with his stacking and free-baiting in front of the
mirror.  I was surprised when my father showed up to watch.  After we were
done with our half hour, Mr. Hackenberg said that I should keep it at a
half hour or less to Caesar wouldn't get bored, Father came over and told
me some of the things he noticed.

One of the great things about Father was we had a great relationship and I
could talk to him about most things.  So I asked, "Father I'm almost a
teenager now.  It would be great if I could have more privacy.  Can I lock
my door when I go to bed?"

He chuckled then said, "Yeah I remember being your age and needing
"privacy"."  I wondered if he'd fooled around with his dog and needed
privacy for the same reason.  I know it's going to sound crazy but I still
didn't know about masturbation.  I knew that you could jerk off someone
else, well at least a dog but I thought it was kind of like not being able
to tickle yourself.  I thought you needed a partner to get off.

"I'll talk to your mother about it.  But I think I'll be able to talk her
into it."  He added.  "Well speaking of which it's time for the sitcoms,
I'll talk to her then."  He turned and headed back up to the house.

This would be great.  If I could lock my door I could fool around with
Caesar in my room when everyone had gone to bed.  But since I wasn't sure
if I'd be allowed to lock the door tonight I needed to get off now.  I'd
been horny as fuck since watching Moe flash that huge cock.  Caesar
followed me to one of the outbuildings.  I made my rounds of them.  I
didn't want to get into any set pattern.  That might let someone catch me.
I had a get out of jail free card with the two farm hands that I'd caught
getting their cocks sucked by the little veal calf and with Father and his
fucking around with Zeus.  But I'd be mortified if someone caught me and
told Mom.

The shed I'd chosen didn't have any windows to look in or out of.  I
couldn't see if anyone was coming but it had a latch on the inside that I'd
installed just for this purpose.  Someone might guess what I was doing but
they wouldn't be able to prove it because by the time I let them in I would
be able to have everything straightened up.

All of my little hidey-holes had all the necessities in them.  An old farm
blanket and a tin of Bag Balm being the chief among them.  I spread the
blanket out on the floor, then I got Caesar to get on it and roll over onto
his back.  I lubed up my cock and my asshole in preparation for what I had
planned.

I straddled him and slid his sheath back until it was behind his sheath.
Then I guide his limp cock into my lubed up asshole.  Well he didn't have
an erection but he wasn't actually limp.  His penis bone made it impossible
for him to ever be limp.  He started to instinctively thrust into my body.
I had my hand around the base of his cock so he wouldn't be able to get the
knot into me.  I could feel his cock growing to it's full length as he
seated it deep into me.  His knot grew in my hand until it was full size
and then he started to cum.

I let go of his knot and leaned forward on him so we were chest to chest.
His cock was still deep in my rectum, right up against my prostate.  I
started to rub my cock against his belly fur.  That was stimulating enough
but each time I did his throbbing cock in my ass stimulated my prostate.
It didn't take long for me to white wash his belly fur with my spunk.

I collapsed on top of him.  He was still cumming so I didn't get up.  Why
should I end his pleasure before I had to.  So I pulled his muzzle up to my
mouth and ran my tongue against his teeth.  He opened up eagerly.  He knew
all about kissing and liked it.  Soon his tongue was exploring the inside
of my mouth.  I turned the tables and started sucking on his big muscular
tongue.  It might have been my imagination but it seemed that he started
cumming even harder when I sucked his tongue.  He definitely didn't resist.

But after about ten minutes of this I realized I needed to break it off and
head back to the house to get my shower and finish up my homework.  So I
straightened up the shed so it didn't look suspicious.  I put the Bag Balm
in the cabinet and folded up the blanket and laid it in the corner.  And
with that I unlatched the door.  I opened it just a hair to see if anyone
was around but the coast was clear so Caesar and I headed back to the
house.

I took him up to my room and I hopped in the shower to get cleaned up
before anyone saw me and got suspicious.  I really wasn't in much danger of
being caught but I was a bit paranoid.  I got all cleaned up and as I was
heading back to my room I could hear my folks talking.

"I think we should give Terrance a little more privacy now that he's going
through puberty."  I heard my Father say.

"But what if he starts to "play with himself"?  I heard Mom say
self-consciously.  I wasn't sure what she meant.  As I said I was more than
a little naïve.

"Edna it isn't if, it's when.  All boys masturbate.  It's better to give
him a place where he can do it in private.  A man should feel secure in his
own home and a boy should feel secure in his own room."

"But what if he gets into drugs or something and starts hiding stuff in
there..."

"Don't be silly.  Terrance has never been in trouble or ever given us a
reason not to trust him.  If he does something stupid then we may
reconsider this.  But tomorrow I'm going to put a latch on the inside of
his door."

I'd heard enough.  I crept back into my room.  I'd already cum so I didn't
NEED to cum again, even though I wanted to.  So I just did the remainder of
my homework and Caesar and I headed to bed.