Newsgroups: alt.sex.bestiality
From: an20276@anon.penet.fi
Subject: My Friend, His Pony, and I
Date: 2 Aug 93 23:24:55 GMT

		      My Friend, His Pony, and I
				  by
			       dreamer

	Michael lived in a rural area with beautiful green country
side in England. It looked like scenes from PBS/BBC nature
documentaries with green pastures, lush trees, and overcast weather. I
was glad already that I accepted his offer to visit. This was my first
trip to the country side. I was so tired when I arrived from my
journey from the USA that, I napped for a long time. It was the next
day by the time I woke. My sleep left me with that groggy-sleepy-
horny-hungry feeling. Needless to say, I felt very relaxed too.
Michael asked if I wanted to go for a walk first before breakfast. We
walked down a dirt road. The weather was warm and a little humid.

	As we ambled along a slope, my host pointed out a barn and
invited me to see it. Since we had already written each other about
our attraction to animals, I started feeling very excited inside. But
since I had only just arrived, I didn't want to rush things. So I
stayed as cool, calm, and collected as I could.

	But since Michael invited me in, I wasn't about to decline
such hospitality. Inside, was a nice brown pony munching on some hay.
The pony seemed to greet Michael with much affection. We walked over
and Michael stroked the pony. He nuzzled my arm. Michael smiled at me
said, "He likes you already. See, he can tell who's friendly and who's
not. Let's go for a walk with him."

	We left the barn and walked along the dirt road thru the
hills. The pony trotted ahead. The scenery was beautiful. There were
more green slopes and some distant trees. We took a bend and ended up
back to the barn from a different path.

	After entering, Michael started rubbing with a towel the pony.
The pony liked being stroked. I got a towel and helped. He was firm
and strong and felt very smooth. I hadn't noticed at first, but
Michael moved from rubbing his hind leg to his rear, and was now
petting his balls. This excited me very much.

	Michael invited me to stroke him too. The pony got very
excited. He started moving around and his erection began to grow. He
was a beautiful brown with lively alert eyes. I was so involved in the
pony that I hadn't noticed that Michael had removed his pants and was
naked from the waist down. Michael started to hug the pony and rub
his cock against his beautiful coat. I continued rubbing the pony's
balls and belly. I was nervous about touching his erection for fear of
startling or scaring him. I slowly guided my hand forward from his
balls to his slick dick. I rubbed his belly with my cheek. His soft
coat felt so good on face. Michael suggested to put my clothes on a
bale of hay in front of the pony. I had to tear myself away from him
to do so.

	I walked over to the bale and undid my pants.

	As I bent over to take my first leg out, the pony nuzzled my
rear. His damp mouth and hot breath on my rear excited me even more.
Michael said that meant the pony wanted to fuck me and suggested that
I lie on the bale of hay. I said that I had never done this and
worried it might be too much for me. He said that the animals are very
sensitive and would be gentle because he could tell that I was
nervous.

	I knelt at the end of the bale and leaned forward onto the it
on my stomach bent at the hips. The pony walked up behind me. His
belly brushed against my back while he moved over me. I felt his wet
dick touch my left cheek, then felt Michael's hand on my side. He
rubbed my cheek and guided the pony's dick to my anus. The pony seem
very excited, but Michael told him, "Easy now boy." The pony stepped
forward, and his warm, wet dick pressed against me firmly. Michael
told me to relax and spread my legs a little.

	As I did, his dick sank into me. It hurt at first because he
was much larger than a man's dick, and I was a beastie- virgin. But it
was wet, warm, and slippery enough that there wasn't too much
friction. Michael stood in front of him so he wouldn't step forward
more until I was ready.

	After a minute, my anus stopped throbbing. The pony already
was wriggling around and wanted more. Michael said that he would let
him go if I was ready. I relaxed as much as I could. I was VERY
excited. His dick went in farther and rubbed against my prostate. I
had never been so stimulated in my live. The pony started pumping in
and out. I clutched the bale of hay with my arms. My erection poked
into the hay. The pony's pumping kept pressing me against the hay and
it felt like I was fucking the hay.

	I looked at Michael standing beside us, stroking the pony's
neck and his own dick. He had a nice, very uncut dick where the skin
completely covered the head even when erect. The head of his cock was
wet and oozed pre-cum from under the foreskin. It looked so juicy; I
wanted to lick it.

	But I was so involved in the pony that I couldn't think. The
pony felt so warm and smooth on my back and inside me. I could feel
that he really liked me, and I liked him. It felt like we were one. I
wanted to turn over and hug the pony with my whole being while he
screwed me.

	But I started to cum, and exploded into the bail of hay as I
hugged the bale of hay with my whole body. It was the most
overpowering orgasm I had ever experienced and consumed me totally. I
had finished, but the pony hadn't. My sphincter was very relaxed now
and the pony was fucking with all of his animal passion. I was so
stimulated that my erection didn't go down and I was going to climax a
second time.

	At that moment the pony started to whinny. I squeezed my anus
and started to cum again. I could feel his dick pulse and my insides
filling with my pony-lovers cum. We were completely in rhythm; we were
one. Eventually we both stopped and lingered in that position for a
long time. The heat from the pony felt warm against my back. Michael
smiled and said that he shot twice too. I felt his cum on my side and
rubbed it into my skin. He stroked the pony and me together, and
smiled as he said, "Welcome to the wide world of animals."

			       The End