Date: Thu, 14 Jul 2022 16:50:50 +0200
From: "Piggysleaze@mail.com" <piggysleaze@mail.com>
Subject: The Hall of Pigs 11 -- The Courtyard of Bestial Love

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Disclaimer and background: This series combines light science fiction and
heavy raunch, along with a few other delicious depravities. It is
extrapolated out from some of my other stories, but should stand on its own
if you haven't read those. As always, do not read if younger than 18 and
this work of fiction does not represent any real people (duh...it is set in
the future!). Email is always welcome: piggysleaze@mail.com


Naked and cum-drenched, Jared headed down one of the spiral staircases and
emerged onto the floor that contained his final three galleries and museum
spaces. They all looked equally enticing, and the boy knew that a pig like
him could spend all afternoon in any one of them. But he was determined to
visit all three, and headed to the middle door first. By now he could
recognize the cheeky sense of humor behind the museum's construction of
galleries and displays. What made him smile as he decided on his selection
was that the entrance before him was a barn door. It was painted bright red
with crisp white trim and hung from a horizontal track across the
top. Jared slid it to the left on its rollers and found himself at the top
of a wooden, straw-strewn ramp leading down through a barn interior and
into a large open courtyard at the bottom. The path down the ramp was
flanked with bales of hay, assorted tools and implements, stacks of crates,
and other objects that evoked the feel of a real down-home farm. As he
descended the barn ramp, the familiar voice began his short introduction.


"Welcome to the Courtyard of Bestial Love. As men came to desire more and
more cock, they looked at the world around them and realized how many cocks
they could be enjoying. Old taboos and crumbling conventions had once said
that the animal kingdom was verboten. But as men came to embrace their own
bestial nature, they rightly questioned these old rules. Male animals had
beautiful cocks and delicious cum to share, and the zoo world enjoyed the
pleasures of mating as much as their human counterparts. Why shouldn't the
two come together and cum together? Today man's best friend has indeed
become the companion they always deserved to be. And rural life has enjoyed
a resurgence as fathers and sons have flocked to the countryside in order
to reinstitute the traditional family farm, including its embrace of
bestiality. Join us in the courtyard where our staff will assist in
ensuring your zoophile pleasure."


The narration was well-timed, as Jared reached the end of the ramp and
entered the courtyard just as the recording ended. Sunlight streamed in
from above and the warm day felt terrific on Jared's young, naked skin. As
the sun and a light breeze dried the Cock Tower cum that had coated the boy
moments earlier, he took stock of his surroundings. As with the barn-themed
entrance, the museum evoked all the elements of a well-maintained family
farm. Two rows of brightly painted stalls lined either side, one containing
beautiful stallions, the other equally handsome bulls. The dirt and
straw-covered middle area between the two was filled with more bales of hay
and sawhorses, as well as an assortment of child-size and adult-size
slings, swings, and hanging harnesses. At least a dozen dogs were roaming
free in the central courtyard, wet pink cocks permanently hanging out of
their sheathes.


And there were several museum visitors getting fucked. Most were on their
hands and knees in the dirt, being plowed by Great Danes, Dobermans, and
large mongrel mutts. Jared spotted at least two guys moaning in pleasure
and pain at the massive knot inside of them, while others were eagerly
anticipating such a reward as their canine companions rapidly humped them
towards climax. Elsewhere a father and son were on their knees under a
brown stallion's three-foot long cock, stroking and sucking it in pure
shared ecstasy. The horse's bridle was being held by a tall, blond young
man in blue overalls. Jared spotted a few other similarly-dressed strapping
guys, each with the crotch and ass ripped out of their overalls. Jared
realized they must be museum staff, practiced farm boys who were hired to
safely help connect visitors with their animal lovers.


Jared spotted one of the unoccupied staffers and walked up to him. He was
tall, and broad shouldered, and tanned to a golden-brown glow, evidence of
a life lived in the great outdoors. Like his fellow facilitators, the
crotch of his overalls was ripped open, revealing his beautiful uncut cock
and a bush of flaxen blond pubes. He had a wad of chew in his lip, and
allowed the spit to drool down off his chin and over the front of his
overalls. He also had a nametag stitched onto the upper right corner of the
bib: "Earl." He looked appreciatively at Jared as the boy approached, his
cock giving a couple good pumps of pre-cum at the sight of such young,
naked pig. "What can I do ya' fur, young fella?"


Jared looked around the yard one more time before settling on his
request. He stood on tiptoe to whisper into the young farmhand's ear,
taking the opportunity to jerk Earl's cock a few times too, getting his
hand nice and slippery with all of the man's gushing precum. "Fuuuckk..."
the farmhand whistled when Jared finished, "ain't you the nasty lil
fucker. That outta be real hot to see. Well, let's git you set up then."
Jared dropped the man's cock and followed, licking his palm clean of Earl's
tasty precum treat.


The farmer led Jared to a padded bench-style platform, built to rest about
two and half feet off the ground. It was a long platform, longer than it
needed to be for Jared to lay flat on the bench. There was a large hole cut
into the pad for Jared's already-hard cock to hang through. Earl brought a
stepladder over and helped boost Jared onto the platform. Once Jared was
stomach-down on the pad, with his cock and balls comfortably stuck through
the opening, the farmhand used a series of hidden levers and wheels to make
adjustments. First, he elevated the back half of the bench so that Jared's
ass was sticking up higher in the air, open and exposed. Second, he brought
the whole thing forward so that Jared's head was hanging over the front
edge. "Ya comfortable, boy?" Earl asked in his thick country boy drawl, wet
chew slipping out of his lip. Jared just moaned and nodded, eager to begin.


Earl walked around to the back and set up a little ramp leading onto the
platform, before giving a loud whistle through his fingers. An alert and
quivering German Shepherd bounded over to Earl, who gave the dog a
welcoming rub behind the ears. Jared watched over his shoulder as Earl bent
down to the dog's level. He opened his mouth and let the happy purebred
slobber kiss him, all while scratching the dog's head and talking to him in
a strange mix of redneck twang and babytalk: "Who's gonna fuck the nasty
lil boy? Who's going to be a good horny dog? Rex is. Yes he is!" After the
farmhand and dog made out for a while, Earl hauled Rex around to the ramp
and let him scamper up onto the long platform, long enough to accommodate
both the horny boy and the horny animal. Seeing Jared prone on the bench
with his ass in the air, the German Shepherd instinctively knew exactly
what to do. Jared had already gotten a look at the canine's enormous pick,
wet cock and was practically panting with anticipation for it to be sunk
into his boicunt. Rex did not disappoint, hopping up onto Jared's back and
thrusting left then right before finally sinking all the way in to Jared's
eager hole. Jared felt the dog's warm fur along his back as Rex steadied
himself on the platform behind the boy. Then he began thrusting
furiously. Jared's eyes rolled up into his head at the intense canine fuck
that had begun.


Earl nodded appreciatively at the sight of the 12-year-old being dog-banged
by his favorite German Shepherd, and stroked his own cock watching the
handsome pairing. But as much as he would have loved to stand and watch,
the filthy youngster had a second part to the whispered request into Earl's
ear. The farmhand left the dog and boy to their fucking, and headed to the
stalls behind him. When he returned, he had a second farmhand along with
him as well as a full ton lumbering black bull, calmly being led via rope
by his nose ring. Bringing the bull around in front of the platform, the
two farm boys slowly guided the immense beast backwards straight towards
Jared's drooling, panting face. The gigantic stud animal's huge rectum
inched closer and closer, filling Jared's vision with nothing but a warm,
meaty, fleshy hole. Jared strained forward as much as he could under Rex's
tight grip, as the regal dog continued to fuck him from behind.


Jared's hands now rested on either of the bull's thick haunches, stroking
the powerful flesh beneath his fingers. And then ducking under the swishing
tail, he finally planted his face fully in the hot, stinking pit. The
noxious fumes were rank and moist as Jared rubbed his face around the
fleshy lips and felt the bull's powerful hindquarter muscles ripple around
him. He pressed in further, feeling the bull's rectum open up around the
edges of his small face and sucking him bit by bit into the stinking
cavern. Behind him and along his back, Jared felt the heat building from
Rex's incessant fucking, the friction of his hot fur rubbing his skin
raw. The dog's balls slapped against his own while they fucked, and he
could feel the German Shepherd hot slobber running down his body as he
panted from the exertion.


Jared pressed his face deeper into the bull's steaming rectum, his tongue
exploring the hot ridges and taunt muscles of the magnificent beast. His
face was becoming wet from his own drooling and the animal's natural
slimes. He continued to hold his hands pressed on either haunch, feeling
the sheer power of the massive male. Behind him, Rex was entering his final
frenzy, the canine's cock swelling in Jared's ass. Just as the boy felt the
cock begin pumping endless dog cum into his cunt, he sensed a warm, wet
mouth on his own rigid cock. He couldn't see anything with his face buried
in the bull's stinking ass, so he wasn't sure whose mouth it was. But poor
farmhand Earl just couldn't watch the hot, nasty bestial action
anymore. The cornfed country boy had plopped under the fucking platform,
engulfing Jared's cock down his throat while furiously beating his own
meat.


As the German Shepherd's knot grew inside his human mate, Jared screamed
into the meaty darkness of the bull's fleshy ass. The ballooning flesh
inside his cunt was both exquisite and agonizing, as Rex dismounted and
turned backwards, remaining ass-to-ass with the boy in order to secure his
precious animal seed. Jared pressed harder into the bull in front of
him. His face was slick and slippery, and Jared used that to inch deeper
and deeper. His nose and mouth had been luxuriating in the steaming hole
for a while now, but as he strained against the bull's rectum, he felt his
chin and ears slip into the beast's gradually expanding cavity. With the
front half of his head buried inside the steaming insides of the beast, the
boy went over the edge and began pumping load after load of hot jizz into
Earl's practiced mouth. The orgasm was mind-blowing because all his senses
were overwhelmed by the bull's warm moist insides -- his sight, his
hearing, his smell were nothing but what the bull offered through his meaty
anus. Jared kept screaming as he shot rope after rope into the warm mouth
that engulfed him. He was still shaking and spasming when the bull decided
he'd had enough of the human intrusion and started to lumber forward,
pulling away from Jared with a distinct plop. His face wet with spit,
sludge, and slime, Jared blinked rapidly as sunlight returned. Rex's knot
had diminished enough that the dog also pulled away, leaving Jared to gasp
in pain and then whimper at the emptiness of his hole.


As Rex trotted down the ramp and back into the yard, and Earl's fellow
farmhand led the bull away, Earl scrambled to his feet and hurried to the
front of the platform, still jacking his cock. There he grabbed Jared's
nastily coated face and pulled him in for a snowball-swapping snog with the
boy's massive load of cum still in his mouth. The two made out, swapping
the hot jizz between them as it mixed with slobber, bull waste, and the
remnants of Earl's thick wad of chewing tobacco. The farmhand broke it off
just as he was about to blow, pointing his cock up at the boy's messy
head. "FUUUUCCCCKKKKK YEAHHHH," he shouted, his bellowing echoing in the
courtyard as he added a gallon or two of country boy cum to Jared's already
sullied face.


Earl shook the last drops of cum off his handsome cock and headed over to
help out another visitor. Jared sighed contentedly as he turned over on his
bench to lie on his back, admiring the blue sky and puffy white clouds. He
felt the dog's hot cum start to flow out of his ass and cupped a hand under
his cunt to catch the flow. Bringing up the still-warm K9 spunk, he smeared
it over his face as he basked in the sunlight. He glanced down to see a
pink gem, as pink as Rex's cock, had turned on. This had been his favorite
beast experience so far in his short life, but he wanted to go further. One
day he hoped he could fit his whole head into a beast's hot ass, engulfing
himself down to his neck in steaming hot and shitty flesh. Maybe next year
the class trip could be to the zoo. Jared would love to visit the elephant
house...