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Synopsis: My young sex toy Peter is introduced to sex with his dad and mom, and
the family dog.
Peter’s Family Fuck by dale10


Well, Peter was finally fucked by his father and mother
last night. I was
invited to attend and help out with the boy's first
parental fucking. As I
was fucking him in the afternoon, I explained to him that
this was a really
big night for him. He is sixteen now, no longer a child,
and it was time he
was introduced to his dad's huge cuntstuffer and ass
buster. Peter was
freaked out. For the first time he put together the facts
and realized that
his seduction, corruption and training was all planned. He
now also realized
that what his brother had warned him about was true, that
his parents were
sexual deviants who all along, wanted to get up his ass and
have fun with
his tender young body. Personally, I think it is a crime
they waited so
long. I mean, the fucking kid is almost too old to want to
corrupt. He is
cute, although he changes every day as he grows from
childhood to adult. His
body fills out and he begins to look older. I dare say all
the cock he sucks
has changed his lips too, they are fuller and kind of pouty
and swollen, not
a bad thing. You know if a boy sucks enough dick, the whole
shape of his
teeth change.


Anyway, you should see the dick on his dad. Well you
will if I get a
photo of him. He would not let me take pictures of him
fucking his son, he




is a bit squeamish about that. I'll have to attend to that.
Daddy is hung
like a fucking horse, a foot long and very thick. First Dad
and mom made
Peter pose for them naked and masturbate his dick for about
twenty minutes
while they watched. They had him finger his asshole and put
a dildo up it.
They did this to see his progress and what he had learned
from me and my
friends. He was so shy doing this in front of his parents,
that at first, I
thought some disciplinary action might be needed, but he
came through for us
like the little trooper he is. They watched him piss and
then drink his own
piss. They told him how proud they were of him and all he
had learned. He
told them he had me to thank for that. I felt a bit proud
myself. Then
Daddy tongue kissed his son for about twenty minutes while
Mom played with
both sets of dicks and balls and licked them. How wonderful
it must be for a
woman to lick and suck not only the dick that fucked her
pregnant, but also
the dick and balls of the child that came from her womb
because of the fuck.
She also sucked Peter's asshole and Hank's as well. Peter,
who is used to
doing all the licking and sucking himself, was quite
thrilled to have
someone, and a female at that, tonguing his shithole. The
fact that it was
his mom, only added to the charm. She commented while
licking his hole,
that she couldn't wait to watch him take a shit. These
proud parents want to
share every aspect of their son's life. Helen licked her
husband's huge dick




to get it wet enough for it to fuck her son in the ass. It
was a very rough
fuck. In spite of all the dick Peter has taken, human and
canine, Daddy's
big fucker really hurt him. That is good in a way, as it
will get the
sixteen year old boy ready for the horses. Hank is adamant
that he wants to
see his son fucked by horses on a regular basis. We know
this will somewhat
ruin him both mentally and physically, so we don't want to
rush into it.
There is still quite a bit of fun we can have corrupting
him first.


After Hank shot his load up his son's ass, I instructed
Peter to squat
over a silver dish and shit out the cum...and then drink it
of course. Hank
was delighted with this, as was Helen. Peter used to be so
turned off by
body fluids and ass gunk and things like that, but now he
is a regular
trooper, on his way to becoming a true degenerate.


Then Pete got to fuck his very first pussy. His own
mother's. What a joy
for any boy. So had him suck her tits for the longest time,
probably
remember his babyhood. When Peter actually put his teenage
dick into a pussy
for the very first time, he trembled with excitement, and
we thought he
would shoot prematurely, but he was able to control his
lust. He gave his
mom a really nice fuck. Helen kept saying what a shame it
was that Peter's
older brother hadn't understood how much fun family sex can
be. She said she
would have loved to see Peter fucked by his brother.


So warm and cosy was this family evening, that I feared
for a while that




my services would no longer be required.But Hank then asked
me if I could
get a dog to fuck Peter, so they could watch.


We took a dinner break. They had Peter remain bare assed
while we all
dressed for dinner. Helen squirted Peter's cum out of her
pussy onto his
salad for salad dressing, and Hank gave him a nice tall
wine glass filled
with fresh piss to drink, as they didn't want their boy
drunk for the dog
fuck. Peter was instructed to maintain an erection all
during dinner. For a
boy his age, that is not difficult. Hank kept telling his
son how proud he
was of him, and what a good tight ass fuck he was. Peter's
hair is growing
out from the buzz cut we kept him in all the while he was
serving us, and I
asked his parents if they wanted his hair cut again.They
have not yet
decided.


I brought with me to the party a flask of horse cum
taken from
masturbating the horses on the farm, and this I poured over
Peter's dessert,
nice chocolate cake. Mom and Dad and I watched him eat it
and laughed at the
way he wrinkled up his cute teen nose at the taste. Hank
told his son that
he would get very used to the taste of horse cum in the
near future. Peter
was wide eyed at this.


We discussed a bit Peter's new rules. He would wear a
plastic chastity
device to school each day, so he could not shoot off at
school. He would be
given two viagra tablets each morning before school. As
soon as weather




permits, Peter will wear very short shorts to school with
tennis shoes and a
very tight tee shirt, short enough so his naked stomach
shows. He is not
permitted to ever speak to any girls at school, except for
female teachers.
He is to call every boy in his school Sir. Before leaving
for school in
the morning. He would masturbate one of the farm dogs or
horses until the
animal shot a big load onto his lunch sandwich. He would
take to school, a
clear plastic water bottle filled with his dad's piss.
Eventually, in a few
months, we would pull Peter from school altogether.


There would be many more new rules, but this was about
all Peter could
digest for one night. He looked a bit scared, but also
excited.


After dinner we watched Peter suck dog dick and get
fucked by canine
cock. His mother got tears of joy in her eyes watching
Peter take a huge
pink and black spotted dog prick up his teenage asshole.


Hank informed Peter that part of his farm chores would
be to let the dogs
fuck him every single day. There would be a pail outside
the back door of
the house, and Peter was to squat and shit all the dog cum
from his ass into
the pail. That cum would then be used for further
games,including Peter's
food.


I could tell Hank and Helen had thought all of this out
most carefully.
They told me, I would be totally in charge of Peter's work
with the horses,
as they had no experience in this field. My own experience
is limited. I




have watched or had my boys horse fucked often, but always
a trained
wrangler handled the actual event. I suggested hiring a guy
I know from
Oklahoma and bringing him in. Peter's dad agreed as he
wants only the very
best for his son. Peter asked with a very scared expression
if getting
fucked by horses wouldn't ruin his ass. We agreed that it
probably would,
but reminded him that a price must be paid for everything.
I told Peter that
part of his farm duties in the near future would be taking
care of the
sexual needs of the horses three or four times a week. I
told him his great
love for animals should help him in times of extreme pain
or discomfort.
Peter shit out the dog Cum and licked it up for us. Then we
had him shower
inside and out, and then mom and dad fucked him again.


I know I will never be quite as close to Peter as I was
when He was my
personal fuck toy, but as I move on to other boys, I know
too, that I will
still play an important part in his education.


Here are some photos I took. You can see Peter in the tee
shirt I brought
him from Thailand. Then you can see him stripping for his
Mom and Dad.
Imagine how thrilled they were to see his well toned naked
young teenage
body and his healthy dick and balls. Helen told me she
intends to bathe
Peter from now on, washing his prick balls and asshole for
him. She also
said she might like to try having Peter wear diapers for a
few weeks and
piss and shit in them, then she could change him like when
he was a baby. I




think its a really cute idea. Peter was not too happy about
it. Then I got a
shot of Peter's beautiful ass just before it was fucked by
his dad. You can
see how well his asshole is coming along being turned into
a cunt in the
kneeling shot. The round asshole is starting to elongate
just like a cunt.
Of course it needs a lot more work.


Hank also told me that just because Peter is doing more
farm work now,
and playing with his mom and dad, that is no reason he
should not be
sucking plenty of dick and taking lots of cock up his boy
pussy. He decided
that he should be sucking ten to fifteen other dicks a day
if possible.And
he should get fucked five or six times each day by other
guys. This should
keep the boy busy, as you know how boys without things to
do can get into
trouble. I really want to increase the numbers
significantly, but quite
frankly I am having trouble lining up enough guys every
day. On weekends, I
can get twenty to thirty guys for Peter to suck easy, but
it's not so easy
during the week.


Don't you wish more moms and dads were as open minded
about their boys as
Hank and Helen? What a wonderful loving world this would
be.





Peter was sitting in the corner looking rather glum.
Sometimes his new life
as a fuckboy would depress him. It was only occasionally
when he would miss
the life as a normal teenage boy before he discovered that
his mother,
father, and mentor(me) had all conspired to totally corrupt
and use him.
This didn't anger or upset me. I understand that the mind
of a teenage boy
is a fragile thing. I understand what a shock it must be
to his nature to
suddenly discover he is to be used as a cunt, to satisfy
the lusts of his
own parents and friends. But that wasn't what was
depressing Peter on this
day. Nor was it the knowledge that he would soon be mated
with horses and
other animals on the farm. NO, he pretty much had come to
accept that no
sexual act was too disgusting or disturbing for us to try
on him. I think
after the incident at the church with Father Robert, when
he had been forced
to masturbate at the Altr, he pretty much knew there was no
sexual act too
taboo for us to try.


What was depressing Peter on this particular day was the
activity in
which we had just been engaged. I had assigned Peter to
write a letter. It
said the following.


"Hi:


Since you go to school with me every day, I thought
it important that
you know a few things about me. Even though I may appear to
be just another
student in your gym class and other classes, I thought it
only fair to tell




you that I am a cocksucking faggot. I also take dick up my
ass. I do this
almost every day. Sometimes I do it five or ten times a
day. I am a real
homo cock slut. I just can't get enough cock.


I wanted to tell you this so that you would
understand if you see me
staring at your dick in the locker room. You have a
girlfriend to fuck and
all kinds of friends, and are popular in sports. All I
think about is guys'
cocks and how to get them. If you ever have a fight with
your girlfriend, or
just need to get some sexual relief, I want to offer the
services of my
mouth and ass to you and any of your friends.


I know you will probably tell a lot of kids around
school about this. And
that's okay, as a faggot that is what I deserve. I know it
may change how
you and the guys and girls treat me. I hope you can
understand when I look
at your dick in the locker room, or at the big bulge in
your pants in the
hallway and classroom, that I can't help wanting dick all
the time. It's
just my fucking faggot nature. I probably deserve to have
the shit kicked
out of me.


Just so you know this letter is sincere and truthful,
and not just some
dumb prank, I am including some photos of me. You can see
me naked with my
hard on. You can also see me sucking dick and taking it up
the ass. The
straight guys who fuck me, say my asshole feels just like a
cunt. Please use
me, this letter, and these photos in any way you see fit.


Thank you for reading this, Sir.
Your classmate Peter




Of course Peter sobbed all the while he wrote the damned
thing. He
complained that he would be ruined at school, and that he
would lose all his
friends. I nicely pointed out to him that he didn't need
any friends as he
was a cocksucking cuntboy, and that we would give him all
the friendship he
needed. I then went with him to show the letter to his
parents for their
approval. Peter's father tongue kissed the boy and felt
his ass globes and
told him how proud he was of him for writing such an honest
letter. Peter's
mom felt the bulge of Peter's young dick through his jeans.
We usually kept
Peter bare assed, but since we were going to mail these
letters, he was
dressed. Peter's mom and dad then helped him choose
photos to go along
with the letter. He wanted some of the more mild ones, but
they said he
should be proud of his skills, and they chose ones showing
big dicks going
up his ass and his lips wrapped around fat leaking cocks.
Of course we made
sure Peter was easily identifiable in each photo.


Peter's dad raised the issue of potential trouble with
the law if any of
this fell into the wrong hands. I pointed out that we could
always say it
was a teenage prank that Peter concocted just for fun, and
that the photos
were internet doctored images. If worse came to worse with
the law, we could
always say that Peter is a pervert in need of help, and we
are shocked at
his behavior. However, I pointed out that most likely the
kids at school




would keep this among themselves. It would be more fun for
them that way. I
have had several other experiences with similar things, and
it has always
worked out well thus far.Peter's parents were so turned on
by the idea of
ruining him at school, that Hank demanded an on the spot
cocksuck from his
son, and Helen, not to be outdone, wanted her cunt licked.
Peter still is
not used to licking his mother's pussy. Its so cute how shy
he gets,
especially when she gives him specific orders such as to
suck harder on her
clit, or lick her swollen cuntlips. The hardest thing for
Peter so far, is
to have to suck his dad's cum from out of his mom's cunt
and asshole. This
still freaks him out. But I know he will adjust in time.
Look at all the
things he was able to accomplish under my tutelage.


Next, Peter and I looked through his school year book
to find jocks to
send the letter to. Once again, I had to help him, as he
was shy about
sending the letter to the most masculine, toughest looking,
mean
motherfuckers in the school. I could tell from the photos
in the yearbook,
and the descriptions of the boys, which ones would most
appreciate a letter
like this from Peter. So we took my car and went to the
post office and
mailed the letters. On the way back, I had Peter strip
bare naked in the
car and play with his dick and asshole all the way home. I
love to see him
with his big naked feet up on the dashboard of the car,
shoving a flashlight




up his asscunt, frigging his dick until it leaks and
drools.


When we got back to the farm, I told Peter to follow me
to the barn, as
it was time to introduce him to new chores. Peter has had
the job of
cleaning the horse stables ever since he was twelve, but on
this particular
day, I taught him a new way to accomplish his task. I told
him that from
now on, he was not to use a shovel to clean up the horse
shit. I told him
that he was to be naked of course, and from now on, he was
to crawl not walk
once he was inside the stable. I made a little joke of it
and told him it
was in honor of the opening of the show Equus with Daniel
Radcliffe in
London. I said he had to start showing more respect to the
horses. So, he
was to crawl. Next I told him how to clean the stables. He
was to crawl into
the stable, right to a steaming pile of horse shit...and
then he was to take
the horseshit in his mouth and crawl over to a large tub
near the door of
the stable, and deposit the horse shit into the tub. He was
to repeat this
action until all the stables were spotless. He was to also
take any shitty
hay into his mouth and carry it over to the tub in the same
way. He could
then rise to put new hay into the stables. He was to then
go back onto his
knees and crawl to the tub. Now, on the end of the tub, he
would find a
chain attached to a black leather cuff. He was to wrap the
cuff around his
ball sack and fasten it tightly. Then he was to crawl out
of the barn,




dragging the tub filled with horse shit by his scrotum. He
was not allowed
to touch the tub with his hands or feet...pulling it only
with his nutsack.
After pulling the tub that way across the yard, he was
allowed to use his
hands to empty the waste.


Peter couldn't believe I was serious. I pointed out to
him that we had
been playing around long enough, and now that he was
sixteen, it was time he
started to take some of his responsibilities seriously. Of
course, this
caused a whole new series of sobs, as I suspected.


One needs patience and tolerance when dealing with
teenage boys.





Events are moving along quite quickly for our young friend
Peter. I have
taken a bit of time off from my activities in the theatre,
so that I could
better monitor his education. I have been staying out at
the farm with his
mom and dad and Pete.


Having to clean the horse stalls with his mouth, made
Peter very sick for
the first two days. He could not take the horse shit in his
mouth without
wretching violently and puking up whatever food he had in
his stomach. This
constant puking let to a kind of seizure, where he would
tremble and shake
and sob continually for hours. His mom, the old softy,
suggested that maybe
we should ease up on his stable cleaning duties until he
got used to the
taste of horse shit, perhaps administered in smaller doses.
But I was
adamant that unless a boy like Peter plunges right in, he
will never learn.
I continued to force him to clean the stables by taking the
horse shit in
his mouth and crawling over to the tub. By day three, he
was doing well. He
still complained that his mouth tasted of horse shit
permanently and he
could not eat any food without puking. I told him he would
soon get used to
the taste, and perhaps grow to even like it. It was after
all, just food
that had been processed. To further help him get used to
it, I forbade him
to garble or brush his teeth for two hours after he cleaned
the stables.
You can imagine that none of us felt much desire to use his
hot little body




during that period. Lol. It was also quite funny how he
looked after
cleaning the stables, because he was forced to crawl, his
lean lanky teen
body was soon covered with horse shit as well. And bits of
hay clung to him.
He was so cute. After about two weeks of this, I will make
things a bit
more difficult for him, just to keep up his challenges. A
teenage boy with
no challenges develops bad habits.


School is going smashingly. However, I feel we may have
to pull him out
soon than expected. The boys at his school got the photos
and letters he
sent out, and he returned home yesterday beaten up pretty
badly. He said a
bunch of boys ganged up on him in the locker room and beat
the shit out of
him. He was really cute this way. His mom kissed his black
and blue bruises
while she worked a finger in and out of his asshole. His
dad said he was
proud of him. That his boy was becoming a man, as he fed
him dick.


Later, as I was fucking Peter, I ordered him to go to
each of the boys
who had beaten on him, and apologize to them. He was to
give them a letter
which said the following:


Dear Sir: You are right to beat on me. I am a
worthless fucking faggot.
I am only good for two things in this world. To suck dick
and to take dick
up my ass, which is more like a cunt than an ass. If I can
serve you in any
way at all, please just use me like you would some dumb
cunt. Feel free to




take out any frustrations on me by hitting and kicking me
all you want. I
promise never to tell anyone or make any trouble for you. I
know I deserve
your abuse and will take whatever you choose to give me.
Please tell your
friends what a fucked up piece of shit I am too. And tell
all the girls you
know too, that I am a fucked up faggot and not worth their
time. Here are
some more photos of my sucking dick. They say I am a really
good cocksucker,
so I am happy that I can be good at something.


Again if I can serve you or any of your friends in any
way, please tell
me. Peter the Fucking Faggot


Well of course, when I told Peter what he would have to
do, he freaked
out. He sobbed and sobbed, and I came up his ass, it was so
hot. He told me
that if he gave this second letter, things would get
unbearable for him at
school. I told him he had to be a strong little soldier! I
told him his mom
and dad and I loved him and were there for him! Then, I had
him clean off my
dick with his mouth.


Perhaps because of Peter's problem with food after
cleaning the stables,
we have started to change his diet a bit. For breakfast he
has cereal but
instead of milk, we use horse piss. This may help him get
used to horse
waste sooner. His dad is anxious to get Peter fucked by a
horse, but I don't
want to move too quickly on that. The boy's asshole has to
be really elastic
in order to not incur permanent damage. Peter is getting
fucked regularly by




humans and dogs, and we work with dildos every day, but his
ass has not
taken fist yet, and that is essential before any kind of
horse or donkey
fuck. I know lots of boys at sixteen are fist fucked...but
I still want to
be careful. His dad really does agree, it's just that he
is so hot to see a
horse cock up his son's asshole, that his fucklust gets the
better of him.I
also explained to both Hank and Helen that they should
enjoy this special
time with their son, as once is horsefucked regularly, he
will be almost no
good for human fucking either physically or mentally. It
usually so totally
fucks up a boy, that he is not much use after that. So I
told them that they
should prolong this pleasure for as long as possible. His
mom is really
enjoying getting her son's dick in her. She had Peter fuck
her three times a
day. And, he is starting to like it, whether he wants to
admit it or not. At
least this way, he gets his young rocks off, and he feels a
bit normal. It
may be mom's pussy but it is a pussy. The fact that most of
the time when he
is fucking Helen, Hank has his massive dick up the boy's
ass, does put a
slight damper on the act. Peter is learning, however that
filthy perverted
down and dirty sex can be exciting and that it kind of
dominates one's life.
My buddies still arrive at the farm in droves to have Peter
suck them, so
the boy is pretty much getting dicked or sucking cock every
hour of the day
that he is home. I truly believe that sex should be a nonstop thing for




Peter. He should not be allowed to think of anything but
dick. I would like
to get him to a mental position where he would actually
crave and need horse
dick! But That is not an easy thing to achieve, and more
often than not, I
have failed in that. Only twice in my career of working
with boys have I so
trained a boy, that he became addicted to horse cock and
spent all his time
fondling and licking and sucking horse prick. At that
point, the boy is
mentally unstable and willingly drinks horse piss and eats
horse shit. I am
sure this is the ultimate goal for both Hank and Helen with
their son, but I
do hope they have lots more fun with him before this.


Just the pain and agony the boy goes through each time
his ass is
stretched to a new limit, is so rewarding and thrilling, I
want it to
continue for a long time. We now gather in the living room
each night for a
Peter Ass Stretching Session. So far, as I say, I am using
dildos and
bottles and household objects only. I have not yet fist
fucked the boy.
Actually Hank might enjoy that job, and I am not
particularly into that.
One of the most endearing things for me is when a boy like
Peter, almost out
of his mind with pain, protests that he simply cannot take
any more...and I
tell him to just relax and trust me...and then I show him
that he indeed can
take more! I always reward the boy after by saying,
"See...you can take
more pain than you ever thought. You have to believe in
yourself. Trust me,




I'll help you." I usually say this stroking the boys head
or kissing him,
while some obscenely large object is sticking out of the
kid's asscunt.


I'll keep you posted on Peter's development on the Farm
and at school. I
am working on getting some really nice shit pics of Pete.
What wonderful,
rich, rewarding fun times for all of us.





Well things are going smashingly with Peter, and our work
with his family to educate him. So much happens each day,
it's difficult to keep abreast of events. At school, Peter
was beaten up rather badly by four boys. So I guess our
letters to the jocks and bullies of the school, along with
photos of Peter sucking dick are working. It was rather
humorous to see him all battered and bloody, sent home by
the principal for causing disturbances. He had a thick lip,
a black eye, some bruised ribs, and his nuts were swollen
from being kicked, but nothing to get in the way of his
duck sucking or fuck responsibilities. I sat him down and
gently masturbated him (not to orgasm of course, just to a
good drip) while I explained to him that it was only
natural for normal healthy straight boys to want to beat
and kick the shit out of faggots. I told him that part of
his job as a fucking faggot in life was to allow real men
and boys to do this. I knew we were making progress because
for the first time, he didn't object that he was not really
a faggot but had been forced into this by myself and my
friends and his family. He knows if he ever tries that
excuse again, he will be punished forthwith.So he sat,
crying, listening to me, as I masturbated his big teenage
prick and when it got a good drip going, I scooped it up on
my fingers and had him lick it off. This too he did without
a moment's hesitation. He has swallowed so much fuck in the
last few months, I expect swallowing more is now a simple
reaction without thought. That is exactly what we want. I
was so pleased by this that I mounted his face and fucked
my dick down his throat for twenty minutes or so.


His mother told the principal that he would be punished
at home, for causing trouble at school, and so that she
would not have to go back on her word, she beat Peter's ass
soundly with a leather belt. But to show her love for the
sixteen year old colt, she then allowed him to suck her
sopping cunt. Sucking Momma's cunt is always a special
treat for the boy, as it would be for any teenage lad.


However I was not happy that the boys at school are not
making better use of Peter's ass and mouth, so I went to
work. I made Peter telephone one of the school bullies and
beg him over the phone to allow him to suck his dick. Peter




was terrified of course, as this was one of the boys who
had beaten him up. A real tough jock with a steady girl
friend and everything. Well, I told Peter he should promise
to pay the boy fifty dollars if he could suck his dick. It
worked like magic.


The next day the bully and three of his friends all used
Peter's mouth as a cum dump. Even high school boys with
girlfriends can use a good place to unload during the
school day. Every day since then, Peter has had to suck
one or more dicks, sometimes as many as eight. They also
continue to beat him up, but not as seriously. They simply
punch him around a bit.


Today, I had Peter send the eight boy who have used
him an email, asking them to please spread the word that he
is available to other boys in the school, and adding as an
afterthought, that he also loves to drink piss.
Peter is now so terrified of going to school in the
mornings that he can barely speak. He shakes and can't eat
breakfast. He vomits it up. It is quite humorous. When I
drop him off, I can see one or more of the bullies waiting
for a dick suck before classes start. Peter is literally
shaking as he walks up to them. They greet him by slapping
his face or head, or kneeing him in the nuts. I warned
Peter that if he ever lifted a hand to one of them or
fought back or resisted in any way, there would be hell to
pay.


At home, Daddy is fucking him almost every night.
Sometimes he now sleeps with Helen and Hank...with Hanks
dick up his ass and Helen's cunt on his face. You can have
fun imagining the positions they get into. That way, they
can both cum several times during the night. Hank has
started to take his morning piss in Peter's mouth and it
will only be short time I am sure before both of them use
him as a full time toilet. I have always thought the sight
of a big pissing dick is really beautiful, especially when
the object of the piss is the face or mouth of a teenage
boy. I am truly surprised that there are not more classical
paintings of dicks pissing. I am not putting down the look
of a good cunt pissing, but a pissing dick is heavy and
hanging and its visually more pleasing to me.




My friends continue to stop by to fuck Peter. Last
Saturday we took him to an after hours party at a local gay
bar and had him ass suck and dick suck over twenty guys.
Then those that stayed, eleven of them, got to fuck Peter
in the ass. After, we made him shit the cum into a jar, and
then drink it. As you can well imagine, he gets pretty
fucked out at these affairs. He hardly knows where he is or
who he is at times. We keep feeding him drugs and viagra
to keep him going. Not even a well hung, healthy teenage
boy can get fucked for twelve hours straight without some
damage. And my friends, like Me, tend to fuck very hard.


But I know what you want to hear about. How are things
progressing on the farmfuck front. Well, Peter now cleans
the barn of horseshit every day using only his mouth
without complaint. It's difficult to complain with his
mouth full of horseshit! Ha ha. Seriously, he as adapted
as boys his age so often do, to this new degradation. I am
pleased with that. His dad and I have started to get his
ass ready to become horse cunt by working three fingers up
his hole and spreading them and moving them around. Soon he
will be fist fucked. His mother loves the sounds of his
screams as we do this ass stretching, and she sits there
fingering her twat and watching with glee.
Hank came up with the brilliant idea of getting him fucked
by a Shetland Pony first. If he can take pony dick, that
will get him ready for full sized stallion dick. We have
procured the smaller horse..it has a nice dick on it about
sixteen inches long and as thick as the forearm on a well
muscled man. Just the thing to break the boy in. It is
still pretty cold in the barn...too uncomfortable for much
fucking activity out there, but the weather this week seems
to be taking a turn for the better.


I have added a new chore to Peter's barn routine. I have
started him masturbating the horses. He has to jerk off the
animals every other day. He must also masturbate or suck
off the four farm dogs. (When I say or..I like to give a
boy Peter's age some responsibility and choice. He may
choose which he does, as long as three days a week he jerks
off the dogs and four days a week, he sucks them off) You
should see how sweet it is. Peter has but to appear near




the barn, the dogs come running hard dicked and rub against
him. The horses are a bit more skittish. I showed Peter how
to tether them better to get them to stand still, then how
to calm them down. I told him he must begin by gently
squeezing and rubbing the big horse balls. Then he must
lightly finger the foreskin of the horse, gently tickling
it. He should stoop down and lick the horse's balls to help
the beast relax more. Then the dick will start to emerge.
Eventually of course, I will have Peter using his mouth,
but for now his fingers clean and gently rub the fore skin
and the emerging horse pecker. I keep telling Peter how
beautiful and awesome horsedick is. Then when the prick has
erected, he is to take it in both hands and gently frig
back and forth. Soon. he will also be licking the head of
the horse cock, but I want to move slowly with the boy so
as not to overload him. He is at a very fragile position.
You know how boys that age are.What with school, and Mom
and Dad, and me and my friends, and the dogs, and now the
horses, young Peter has a lot to contend with. He must
jerk the horse dick until the animal shoots, and then he
must catch it in a huge tub we provide. The horse cum is
then transferred from the tub into a canning jar, where it
may be stored for Peter to drink or to add to his food.


Peter is not allowed now to eat anything that does not
have some piss or cum or shit in it, either animal or
human.


I must say, all in all, barring the fact that we need to
have patience with him as one must with any teenage boy,
Peter is coming along nicely.













The most delightful thing happened the other day. I was
going to Peter's
school to pick him up. We like to monitor his time quite
sternly now. We
feel that he should really be thinking about cock and
serving it and sex in
general twenty-four-seven. So we don't like him hanging
around school
talking to kids about ordinary things. He has chores in the
barn and lots of
folks including his own dad and mum to satisfy sexually.
Also he lives quite
a distance from the farm. He can walk if he goes across
fields and over some
hills, but it takes a good forty-five minutes. Time he
could spend sucking
dick. Besides, on the way home in the car, I usually play
with him. I make
him strip of course, and put his big teen feet up on the
dashboard and fuck
his ass with a three battery flashlight I carry in the car
for emergencies.
Its one of those huge long rubber things. I figure it will
help to get the
kid's cunt ready for a horse dick. It is almost time to
take Peter out of
school. He is wasting too much time sitting in a classroom
listening to
useless knowledge that will be of no use to him, when he
should be sucking
and fucking and being abused. But it is such fun to see him
fucked up by his
peers.
 
 
That's what happened on this particular day. A bunch of
the boys, to whom
we had sent photographs of Peter sucking dick and getting
fucked, along with
those nice letters of his saying how much he wanted to
service them, got
 
 

 
together to beat the shit out of Peter after school. I saw
it from my car.
It was beautiful. They stripped him bare naked. They kicked
him in the
teenage nut sack. I think this must happen daily, because I
noticed his
fucksack was larger, and I didn't know if it was swollen or
just growing.
They made him stand naked with his legs spread wide and his
hands up behind
his neck, like a prisoner. Then they took turns kicking up
into his scrotum.
The boys looked like nice healthy normal teenage boys of
seventeen and
eighteen. High school seniors I imagine. I think I
recognized one or two of
them from the photos in the year book. I was happy that
Peter could bring
some pleasure to these young jocks. You know how much
pressure there can be
for a high school boys, and this would give them some
welcome relief. Next,
they made the crying Peter get down and crawl around the
playground licking
the concrete. There must have been some old gum there or
something, cause he
had to scrape it up and chew it. Then the boys stood around
Peter, took out
their hefty dicks, and pissed all over him. I laughed so
hard, I teared up.
What a creative bunch of kids. Peter was drenched in piss
and crying pretty
hard. They made him lick the puddles of piss off the
concrete. They were
calling him all kinds of names, very interesting names I am
sure, but I
could not hear. A couple of boys still had some piss in
them, so they made
Peter kneel up and they pissed on his face that way, the
piss running down
 
 

 
his naked chest. If this kind of behavior would become an
everyday
occurrence I would keep Peter in school for a while yet. We
wouldn't want to
have the boy miss out on this kind of social intercourse,
now would we?
 
 
 Well, after the boys pissed on him, they kicked him a
bit, then, and
this was the creative part, they took all of his clothing
and left. That's
right, they left him bare assed naked out in the school
yard. Some little
kids playing near by started calling him names.Well, I knew
at once what I
must do. I drove home without the boy. I decided that he
should make his own
way home, bare assed naked, teen dick swinging as he ran
across fields. The
air is still quite cold, it's reached that time of year
when one prays that
this is the last snowfall, the last cold day, and so I knew
that Peter's
piss covered body would be quite chilled! Perhaps Peter is
like some dishes
we know, best served chilled!
 
 
 His dad and mom and I were waiting for him with the
camera. We were
sipping brandies and watching out the window. We saw this
pathetic spec in
the distance, right near the pond. It grew in size and
became a terrified
naked boy, looked to be running for his life. Indeed his
prick and balls
were swinging, but we didn't see that until he grew closer.
He finally
reached the back fence near the compost heap and the work
shed. His mom
snapped some pics for the family album. Then a funny thing
happened, as he
 
 

 
climbed naked over the fence, he must have snagged his
nutsack, because he
crouched over in terrible pain holding his family jewels.
Hank and I had a
good laugh over that, as we know what it's like to hurt
your balls in sports
or the like. Peter stood there in the cold, or rather
crouched there, crying
and shaking. Then we heard the back door slam.
 
 
"Young man, dale10 told us that you were playing some
stupid game with
your friends after school and are covered in piss. That's
why he drove away.
You don't think we want you in the family car covered in
piss, now do you?"
 
 
We followed into the rear hall, sipping our drinks. Peter
stood there head
bowed. His hands were not covering his prick and nuts, that
was not allowed.
 
 
 "Your father was just hankering for a nice blow job and
I wanted my pussy
sucked, but if you think we are going to allow you in here,
smelling like a
urinal, you are sadly mistaken. I want you to go out to the
barn and use the
hose to wash off! Make sure you are totally clean, inside
and out."
 
 
 This would cause young Pete some discomfort as the water
in the bar was
icy cold! Oh well, we had to get the boy clean.
 
 
When he was clean, we all three warmed him up by
playing with his body
a bit. Then Hank got a nice long dick suck from his son.
Helen then received
her pussy licking. Then She fixed dinner, while Peter went
out to the barn
to do his chores.
 
 
By now you know that his barn chores would get him
filthy again, which
 
 

 
meant another cold water hosing. He had to clean the stalls
by carrying the
horse shit in his mouth to the waste pile. He had to crawl
as well. My God
he loathed this. His body trembled just approaching the
barn. I thought I
would go out and watch and give the boy a pointer or two.
Imagine at
sixteen, having to carry piles of horse apples (horse turds
for those of you
not used to farms) in your mouth. He still gagged and often
puked, even
though he has been doing this for a couple of weeks now. It
makes my dick
hard to see such a cute boy doing this.
 
 
"Peter, you just are not getting used to horse shit. We
want you to enjoy
your work, but to do that, the taste of the horse shit must
become pleasant
to you."
 
 
He looked at me with wild eyes. More and more lately,
his eyes look wild
and unfocused, like his mind is far away. His young body
trembled. His cute
face was covered with horse shit.
 
 
 I noticed a horse in a nearby stall about to take a
shit. His huge
asshole was open and I could see a large lump of light
brown horse shit
about to be pushed out.
 
 
 "You know we are doing this for your own good, Peter.
To help you!" I
dragged the boy behind the horse. "If you take the shit
right out of the
horses ass, you save time and effort. It saves you having
to crawl around
and taking it off the dirty barn floor. Open your mouth,
Peter!"
 
 
 Well, the lump of horse shit was much larger than the
boy's mouth. So It
 
 

 
splattered all over his face. He started sobbing and
puking, but I held him
still as more and more wet stinking horse shit flowed over
his face.
 
 
 "Eat it Peter. Swallow it. Chew and swallow the horse
shit, Peter!"
 
 
 It was beautiful. From now on, we would add to Peter's
chores, licking
and sucking out the horses' assholes! That way he would get
it right from
the horse's ass! Well, Peter was a fucking shit covered,
retching mess. He
had the dry heaves for about eight minutes. I thought he
would puke his guts
out. It was really sexy...his tight young tummy fluttering
as he dry puked
over and over, his nice big tongue hanging from his mouth
like he was an
animal. He still had to masturbate the horses into the
jar.
 
 
The horse cum from the jar is used to prepare Peter's
food.
 
 
 After he was thoroughly clean, I walked the boy back to
the house my arm
around him. "I really am quite proud of your development,
Peter. I know
this has not been easy for you. Just a few months ago, you
were a normal boy
not you are a filthy fuckpig! You are doing quite well, and
I want you to
know that, because in the weeks to come, the abuse is going
to get much more
serious. Up until now, we have just been playing around.
But we need to
reshape you into a total pigcunt. Soon you will be getting
fucked by
horses. You will of course lose all control of your bowels
after that. So
for the rest of your life you will most likely have to wear
a diaper. That
 
 

 
can be problematic for a sixteen year old boy to accept.
But look at it this
way, for everything you gain, you have to lose something.
You are gaining
twenty inches of horse dick every day! How many boys your
age can claim
that? In some ways, you are a very lucky boy."
 
 
I heard him gently crying in the darkness.
 
 

 





Good news for everyone. We have got Peter sucking horse
dick. It was
quite an ordeal. You know he was jerking off the horses as
part of his barn
chores. Well, I nicely instructed the submissive sixteen
year old that he
had to also lick the horse dick to keep it nice and clean.
He made this face
and asked me if there wasn't a chance he could get some
nasty disease. I
just laughed and told him he was a worry wart. Boys that
age worry so much
about every little thing.
 
 
Just like how he cries before he has to go to school in
the morning. He
begs us, can he please stay home. Of course we will pull
him from school
soon, as the teachers and counselors are starting to become
aware of how the
bullies are treating him. But there is good news on that
front as well. Four
of the school senior jocks, made him suck their dicks. At
last. I don't know
what took those boys so long. They got him in the locker
room and snapped
his ass and nutsack with wet towels and then made him crawl
around from teen
dick to teen dick and lick their balls and suck their
dicks. Peter is now so
used to sucking dick, it is second nature to him. I am sure
he did a good
job on those boys, and that they will be telling all their
friends. That is
why I want to keep him in school as long as possible. I
want to see his
popularity spread. I mean, sucking four dicks in school.
Why not forty? He
has the whole fucking school day to do it. I think high
school boys have
 
 

 
gone backward in that respect. They seem so shy and
reluctant, it worries
me. When I was in high school, every single day we made
some lower grade
student suck our dicks. The little shits were really
terrified of us. I
mean, if you were a cute freshman boy, you lived in terror!
Back in those
days we used to wear rubbers when we fucked cunt, and I had
this one really
cute freshman boy whose job it was to suck my dirty used
rubbers clean. I
was always real nice to him. I told him which girl's pussy
juice was on it.
After all, he was a freshman and not getting any yet.
 
 
They also took Peter and shoved his head into a shitty
toilet. Now that
is the kind of fun boys should be having in high school. He
also told me he
was in extreme pain when he got in the car yesterday after
school. The
reason being, a couple of the senior boys had put about
nine or ten rubber
bands around his dick and balls. It was hysterical. The
rubber was really
biting into the skin and the dick and nuts were almost
blue! He was in such
pain, he could hardly think straight. He begged me to cut
the rubber bands
off, but I told him I wanted him to show his dad and mom
his nice
decoration, so he couldn't remove them until we got home.
 
 
Well, once home, Peter's parents were so impressed with
the rubber band
work of the boys at school, that they told Peter he had to
keep them on
until after dinner! By then, his dick and nuts looked
seriously purple and
swollen and pretty gross, so we had to cut them off. The
pain as the
 
 

 
circulation came back to Peter, made him do the cutest
dance.
 
 
 Pastor Robert was over to fuck the boy, and so he got to
see Peter's cute
little blue balled naked dance as well. He also asked a
favor of us. Pastor
Robert and some of his more liberal shall I say, Minister
friends and
Priests, always have a special Easter Dinner. And they
always have a really
stunning special event for the evening. Some kind of show
or program. This
is just for this select group of "educationally advanced
and sexually
liberated ministers and priests." Well, guess what? Pastor
Bob wants Peter
to be part of the program this year! He wants Peter to
portray our Lord
Jesus Christ. Pastor Robert feels that historically, Jesus
would have been
naked during his scourging and crucifixion, so of course he
wants a boy to
play him who has a nice dick and balls. It would not do to
have Jesus with a
tiny wiener!!!
 
 
Peter's mom and dad were so honored that Pastor Robert
would choose Peter.
Hank asked exactly what the performance would include.
Pastor Robert said
that during cocktail hour, Peter, as Jesus, would be
brought in naked and
whipped by several seminary students. They would be dressed
as Roman
soldiers. They would whip his back, ass, dick and balls.
They would force a
crown of thorns on his head, and a smaller version on the
head of his dick.
Peter as Jesus, would then be hung on a huge cross at one
end of the table
 
 

 
during dinner. He would not be nailed of course, but simply
tied. Helen just
glowed and said how beautiful her son would look crucified.
She asked if he
couldn't actually be nailed, but Pastor Robert advised us
that that could
cause serious respiratory problems and even death. Hanging
that way can make
it really hard to breath. She then asked what about tiny
nails through his
feet, and Pastor Robert allowed as that might be possible.
Hank who is very
creative came to the rescue saying that symbolic pins of
considerable size
could be stuck in his hands and feet. They could also stick
pins into his
dick stalk, cock head, and nut sack, as his suffering
should approximate our
Lord's!
 
 
Peter seemed curiously quiet during all of this. Perhaps
he was
overwhelmed at the honor.
 
 
 Anyway, I have been digressing. I started out to tell
you about Peter
and his horse sucking. Peter's barn chores have now been
increased to
licking the horse dick and balls. Each horse scrotum and
cock is to be
lovingly bathed by Peter's tongue. If each horse's prick
and balls is not
spotlessly clean, he is punished. He has to get under the
sheath with his
tongue as well as getting the horse to full erection and
licking the piss
hole. For some reason he particularly hates licking the
horse nut sacks. It
could be the odor or taste. And this morning before school,
I taught him how
to suck the head of the horse cock and take as much horse
dick into his
 
 

 
mouth as possible. He wasn't very good at this, but I know
like everything
else, he will soon improve. Spring vacation is coming up,
and I would like
to schedule Peter's first horse show by then. They are
supposed to deliver
the Shetland pony some time this week. I am sure Peter will
be able to
accommodate that dick as I am told it is no more than
fifteen inches long.
However we shall have to fist him first regularly to get
him ready. Hank
asked if he could have the pleasure of being first to fist
Peter, and after
all what could I say, Peter is his son. I am sure we will
all be following
him in the activity soon enough. Peter's mom wondered out
loud as she was
sticking her big toe up her son's ass, if she might be able
eventually to
get her entire foot up his young ass. I allowed as it was
quite possible. I
have been preparing Peter's parents for the reality that
once he is horse
fucked he will most likely lose control of his bowels.
Helen thinks her son
in diapers for life will be so sweet, so I am glad that
hurdle has been
crossed. Hank suggested building a large play pen for the
boy, and even
though he did it half in jest, I think it would be a really
cute thing to
do. We could have parties where everyone fucks the baby.
 
 
I have gotten some letters from seemingly irate readers
suggesting that
we have been ignoring Peter and his feelings during all of
this. Let me
assure you, that Peter's feelings are uppermost in our
thoughts at all
 
 

 
times. It is Peter's feelings and responses that stimulate
and control our
behavior. Watching a boy that cute, suffer beyond belief is
one of the most
rewarding experiences of my life. Watching his bright mind
become dulled and
foggy, and watching him turned from a normal teenage boy
into a mindless
fuckpig who is used as a dick dump by his own parents, this
would not be
possible if we did not have his feelings uppermost in our
minds. How does
Peter feel about this, you may ask? He doesn't understand
why suddenly his
normal boy's life should be overturned, and how now
everyone only wants to
use and abuse him in the most disgusting and perverse ways.
He doesn't
understand how something as exciting and mysterious as sex
could become
something so brutal and disgusting and painful. He doesn't
understand why
his beautiful boy body should be tortured and damaged, and
why he should be
the victim for total strangers' constant and excessive
bullying and sexual
abuse. He doesn't understand, but we are helping him to
learn. We are
teaching him that this is his purpose in life. That the
meaning of his young
life will be found in how far down the road of perversion
and agony we can
take him. Look how many people he is bringing pleasure to
with his sixteen
year old mouth and ass. And how many animals he is pleasing
too. Peter must
be taught not be be selfish with his gifts. I reminded him
of this as I was
shoving a ten inch steel sound up his piss hole just this
morning.
 
 

 








What a wonderful and sinspirational Easter. Peter appearing
in the Easter
pageant held by the private group of clergy led by
Reverend Bob was just
amazing. His mom and dad were so proud of him, as was I.
We were invited of
course because after all Peter was playing the starring
role of Jesus. We
had wonderful dinner served by seminary students dressed as
roman soldiers
who wore nothing under their short skirts. Their beautiful
teenage dicks and
balls were free for us to fondle all we pleased. During
dessert and after
dinner liqueurs, the seminary students gathered at the back
of the hall.
Then most impressive recorded music filled the room. It was
from some epic
film score, but I couldn't remember which one. However it
was most
appropriated. The lights dimmed and a follow spot worked by
Father Sebastian
hit the rear double doorway. Through the door came two
seminary students
with spears, followed by the star Peter. Peter, playing
Christ, was bare
assed naked of course, his beautiful teenage dick and balls
swinging. They
must have been masturbating him before the show because
while he was not
totally hard, his cock was thick and long and leaking. His
slender body is
putting some muscle on it from all the exercise he is
getting around the
farm, and even though he still looks youthful and lean, I
can tell he is
maturing. He was beautiful. He had a real crown of thorns
on his head, and
blood trickled down his sensual, sexy teenage face. As an
inspirational
 
 

 
touch thought up by Pastor Bob, Peter also had a tiny crown
of thorns around
his dickhead, and the tender dickskin was punctured just
enough for it to
bleed too. It wasn't until he passed me that I noticed he
also had large
thorns stuck into his scrotum. He stumbled down the aisle
made between the
two long tables, supporting on his shoulders a life sized
wooden cross. It
was a heavy fucker too, I can tell you that. The boy
struggled under the
weight. Behind him, two more seminarians of about nineteen
or twenty,
dressed in full Roman harness, but wearing no skirt so
their dicks and balls
swung naked too, urged Peter to move faster by lashing him
with short whips.
With all the music and blood, and Peter screaming in pain,
it was very
moving indeed. When Peter faltered or fell, they would
whip his ass globes
until he continued his journey. We could see the lash marks
on the pale ass
cheeks.
 
 
Pete's mom was so thrilled she said out loud, "That's my
son playing
Jesus!"
 
 
Most of the clergy seated at the dining tables had their
dicks out and
were masturbating. The red swollen lash marks on Peter's
ass mounds turned
into gashes which started to bleed. The One of the "Roman
soldier" boys
ordered Peter to stand still and spread his legs. The
soldeiers took turns
then lashing their whips up between his legs to hit his
ball sack! Peter's
screams of anguish filled the room, and filled our eyes
with tears. How our
 
 

 
Lord must have suffered on that fateful day so long ago.
They were not
satisfied beating his nuts, until the poor testicles
slapped back and forth
from the power of the blows and the fuckbag turned red.
Then they whipped
his back to get him once more lugging the wooden cross.
 
 
When they reached the front of the room, they tied Peter
to the cross. Of
course they could hammer real nails into the boy's hands
and feet, as we
didn't want the boy seriously damaged and this was only a
play, but in honor
of our Lord's suffering, they did stick long pins, the size
of knitting
needles into the palms of his hands and then through to the
wood.
Symbolically, they also stuck shorter thinner pins into his
dick stalk and
fucksack! Peter was out of his mind with pain, and to think
he did all this
with only two rehearsals. Hank said it seemed the boy did
have a natural
talent for the stage. I had to agree. Watching his big
teenage toes curl in
pain and the spit fly from his lips, I got a bad case of
leaking dick!
 
 
"I can't wait to get my son home and fuck him," Hank
said.
 
 
 Peter was hung on the cross which was then set into
it's stand specially
built for the occasion. Then while he hung there, the
seven last words of
Christ were played on the sound system, backed by wonderful
music, to which
Peter's live screams added so much. When he called out for
water just as
Jesus did, Several of the Priests and ministers jerked off
onto a sponge
 
 

 
which was then held on a long stick for Peter to suck on.
Some of the
soldiers taunted him by holding lit matches under his dick.
Then they got
the idea to stick five matches into the pisshole of his
prick and light
them. It was beautiful. They turned the lights in the room
down so the only
thing we could see was Peter's burning dickhead. Of course
they put it out
before much damage could be don. He will have few blisters
for a week or so,
but nothing serious. Now I know that that business never
really happened to
Christ, but we figured if Mel Gibson in his much lauded
film could take such
terrible liberties and be universally praised by Christians
for them, why
shouldn't we. I mean, Mr.Gibson knows that Biblically
Christ only received
thirty nine lashes, but in his film, he got over two
hundred or more! So,
what is wrong with adding a bit of burning penis? I know
you are wondering
how our boy Peter managed to hang for so long by his tied
limbs without
serious damage to his young body. Well, this is the
creative part. There was
a nicely carved wooden dick of thirteen inches. One inch
for every disciple
and one for Jesus. This wooden dick was thrust up Peter's
asshole, which as
you know, by now could accommodate it perfectly, so
actually Peter was
seated on the wooden dick, with only a moderate amount of
weight on his
arms...just enough to really hurt.
 
 
Pete's mom was crying from the beauty of it all, and his
dad and I were
 
 

 
both masturbating like crazy, along with the assorted
clergy in the room.
The one of the soldiers reached up and masturbated Peter's
dick! He got it
red and throbbing and leaking and left it that way, still
with the crown of
thorns more and more deeply embedded right behind the
cockhead.
 
 
 It was the most inspirational Easter I have ever sat
through. After the
show, the clergy all gang fucked Peter in his mouth and
asshole. They also
used several very large crucifixes on his asspussy, and two
huge brass
candlesticks. One of the most touching sights of the whole
evening was Peter
crawling on all fours, blood running off of and out of his
body, with a
fifteen inch brass candlestick impaled up his ass! Ah those
special teenage
years. Any older and the sight would not have been half so
erotic.
 
 
 I thanked the clergy by inviting them to be guests at our
special wedding
ceremony to be held between Peter and the Stallion with the
largest dick in
the stable. This would not be for some time yet, as I am
leaving the country
for the Middle East next week, and we still have to get
Peter opened up
some. We are going to have him practice with a Shetland
Pony next week, the
animal finally arrived. A sudden burst of wintry cold
weather has also put
our plans on hold a bit. Not because we are concerned about
Peter being
naked in the freezing cold, oh no, he cleans the barns
naked every day and
must be naked when he jerks off and blows the horses, but
because the cold
 
 

 
make it too uncomfortable for us viewers.
 
 
 The pony dick is only sixteen inches long, so kind of
a
disappointment, but it is quite thick, thicker than my
forearm. The
stallion's dick is twenty three inches long, and the poor
horse needs a
girlfriend badly. So we have to prepare Peter for that.
 
 
But for the present, we are all so proud of him and the
part he played in
our Easter celebration. It was the best Easter ever for
many of us, and I am
sure one which Peter will never forget.
 
 

 








Well, It's my fault not Peter's, I fully admit that. I was
gone so long that his animal training and his future
wedding with the big
stallion had been put on hold. His mom and dad didn't want
me to miss the
big event, so as much as they wanted to see their son
fucked by a horse,
they waited for me to return. Part of their reasoning was
perhaps because I
have had more experience with horses fucking boy ass, since
this is their
first attempt. But to be fair, I did offer the services of
some excellent
friends of mine who are experts in animal/ boy intercourse.
 
 
However, having said that, I am touched and indebted
that they did wait
for my return. You know I have a special place for Peter in
my heart. I have
helped him since he took his very first cock in the mouth
and up the ass. I
have personally trained him and worked with him toward this
end. I would
have hated to miss it. So while I was gone, Peter was kept
busy sucking off
the horses and dogs on the farm and sucking off Dad as well
as licking and
sucking Mom's pussy. What a lucky sixteen year old he is.
Where as most boys
his age are all stressed out wondering if this girl or that
one will go out
on a date with him...Peter has all the sex he can handle
right in his own
family and on his own farm. True, it may not be
conventional sex, but then
isn't variety the spice of life. And I think that making a
boy suck a dog's
dick and take doggie dick up the ass, teaches him something
about humility.
And it is so cute watching him lying there bare assed naked
with a canine
 
 

 
prick up his ass and another one shoved balls deep in his
mouth. Mom and Dad
are so proud of him. He has stopped thinking about the
things that most
foolish sixteen year old boys think about like a driver's
license, and dumb
things like the latest movies and songs. He is much too
busy sucking horse
cock every day to have such frivolous hobbies. And his dad
has been helping
him too, teaching him to take more and more horse cock down
his throat. It's
not good enough to just suck the slime coated horse prick
and lick the big
horse nuts, one has to learn how to let the huge cock
actually fuck the
throat. This is a skill a boy of sixteen has to acquire. At
first he will
gag and puke and say his throat is being ripped out by the
huge dick. He may
lose his voice or develop a permanent raspy voice, but that
can actually be
kind of sexy. Every day a boy should be taught to try to
take more and more
horse dick down his throat. The fact that the horse prick
leaks constantly
should help to lube the throat. The boy has to learn to
breath on the out
strokes. He must also learn to fondle the huge horse nuts
while he sucks the
dick, so the animal has a really good sexual experience.
 
 
I am proud to say that even though horses cum copious
amounts, Peter has
learned to swallow it all and even more important...to keep
it down without
later puking his guts out. This is a really good
development, and one I
commended Peter on. If you met Peter now, you might think
he was not normal.
 
 

 
He has become very sullen and quiet and hardly talks at
all, but that is
just his submissive nature taking over. When called on to
perform ass
sucking or shit eating, he shows all the enthusiasm
required. And after all,
who wants a loud chatty teenage boy around the house, when
you can have a
quiet sucking one instead? Peter's dad has taken a liking
to taking a dump
in his son's mouth. He squats right over the boy's face and
drops his turds
right into the open mouth. Peter then dutifully chews and
swallows. This
too, took some hard work and a belt to the ass and scrotum
to accomplish.
But Peter, even though he may resist at first, always seems
to come through
in the end..after enough training. Now he eats shit like
a pro. I often
take a leisurely dump in his mouth after dinner. I do think
he is really
cute when his face is covered in shit. I wonder if the kids
at his former
school would agree with me. I know lots of girls there
thought he was really
hot. Would they feel the same looking at him with a shitlog
sticking out of
his mouth?
 
 
Peter still gets out of line and protests from time to
time. His father
and I have warned him that he must do whatever we tell him
to, no matter how
disgusting or disturbing. If he just does that, we can all
get along fine. I
have patiently explained to him that our sexual pleasure is
directly linked
to making him do the most degrading and humiliating acts we
can think of.
 
 

 
And it's his job to do them. If just accepts that, we will
all get along
fine. His mom still gets fucked by his big teenage dick
almost every night,
so he gets lots of normal sex too...more than most boys his
age. I swear she
is in love with that dick. More than once she has said she
would love to cut
it off and have it pickled in a jar to keep on her dresser.
She would label
it, "My Beloved Son at Sixteen." Hank doesn't much care if
she does cut it
off as he is really only interested in Peter's asshole and
mouth. Well, it's
not really an asshole anymore. It really does look like a
cunt now...all
stretched and more oblong than round. I often make Peter
spread his long
boyish legs and show his cunt. I will hold a mirror down
there so he can
clearly see how his asshole has been turned into a pussy. I
will comment to
Peter on the pussy shape of it and how well it is coming
along. Strangely he
doesn't seem as thrilled at his cunt development as I am. I
tell him how
important it is for him to work his cunt so that it is
large enough for when
the horse fucks him. We are stretching it for his own
good..for his own
comfort when he takes his new husband's dick.
 
 
 I know it is rather odd to think of a horse as the
husband of a sixteen
year old boy, I agree. I have seen many horses fuck boys
and and have never
thought of it as a marriage. I am doing that mostly to
please his parents.
They so want to see their son become the bride of a
stallion. We are going
 
 

 
to have an entire wedding with Father Bob in charge of the
ceremony. We will
a reception with friends, and then we will all go to the
bridal chamber to
watch the stallion fuck his new wife/Peter. It should be
quite beautiful.
Peter's mom says it's her dream come true. We will have a
doctor at the
ceremony of course in case the horse gets a bit rough with
his new bride. If
we have fisted and worked Peter's cunt enough, there
shouldn't be any
serious problems. We expect it to hurt unbearably, but that
is part of the
enjoyment. If he passes out, we will piss on him to wake
the boy up, so he
doesn't miss any of the action. I once saw a fourteen year
old boy horse
fucked with the only permanent damage being that after the
fuck, he couldn't
hold his shit in any more and had to wear diapers. We have
already prepared
Peter for this. His humiliation at the thought gave both
his father and me
huge erections.
 
 
So, this weekend we will have Peter fucked by the
Shetland pony. That
should prepare him. Then in two weeks, the big wedding.
You can be sure I
will share the event with you in great detail.
 
 

 








Well, we had kind of a trial run with Peter. He got his ass
fucked
by the Shetland pony. There was no fanfare and no party
and no witnesses,
except for his dad and Mom and two of my friends. We wanted
to see how much
the boy would freak out, and how much horse dick he could
actually take up
his ass. To get him ready for the event, we gave him a
dinner of horse shit
and piss. We all stood around masturbating while Peter
knelt naked and ate
huge horse apples and lapped up strong smelling horse piss.
The poor boy
looked so unhappy. He knew what was coming and was really
freaked out. I
knelt down and played with his big nuts and dick while he
ate. I fondled his
sixteen year old scrotum, feeling the built up cum in the
fucksack. The sack
is really swollen and hands nice and full now. Stretching a
boy's nutsack
does help. You can put two inches on the sack easily. With
more diligent
work, you can stretch a scrotum four or five inches. It's
just a bag of
skin, after all. I also gently frigged the boy's teenage
prick, trying to
bring him some pleasure while he ate his horseshit.
 
 
Our work with the boy was paying off, because
although he looked sick
and tears ran down his face, he never barfed. He kept all
the nice horse
shit and piss down. Once again I was so proud of him and
told him so. I
worked my hand up into his asshole while he knelt there
eating his meal. His
ass is very cuntlike now. Many of you asked for a photo of
Peter's new cunt.
 
 

 
So I am sending one along. Peter had of course had
extensive shit eating
training. He often ate our shit, and I supervised his
eating of horse shit
off the floor of the barn. He has also sampled dog shit,
cow shit, goat
shit, sheep shit, cat shit, bunny shit, and well, you name
it. So his meal
of horse shit was not too traumatic for the teenage boy.
 
 
After dinner, to get the boy ready for the pony, Hank,
my two friends,
and I all fucked the boy's ass, and deposited a load of cum
up there. That
would give him some natural lube. Hank was a bit upset that
Peter was not
more responsive to the fuckings. He hardly pushed his young
ass out at all,
and didn't work his cunt muscles as well as he had been
taught to. I cut the
boy some slack, and explained to Hank that he was in a kind
of state of
shock because of what was going to happen to him. It's not
ever day you take
the dick of a horse, even a Shetland Pony, up your ass. We
had been
building to this for months, and Peter knew what was
coming. He knew he
would be somewhat damaged and never be the same again. He
knew that in the
future, he would only be fit for horse dicks as he would be
too stretched
out for human cock. Whether he considered that a blessing
or a curse, I
don't know. I promised him that even though he would be a
lousy fuck, we
would still fuck him for old times sake, and that he
wouldn't have to fear
having no sex at sixteen, as we intended to make him
service all the horses
with his cunt on a daily basis.
 
 

 
 He is such a cute strapping boy, with such nice muscled
forming. What a
catch for the right girl. Too bad the only thing to catch
him will be a
stallion with a twenty inch prick! Oh, one of the guys
present was a
doctor. Just in case of some kind of problem. You know a
boys guts and
intestines can get really twisted up when an animal dick,
or any object goes
in that far. I remember working a baseball bat up the ass
of a thirteen
year old boy once. Getting it in wasn't the problem. The
problem is that
anything like that actually rearranges the boys inside, and
you have to hope
that the boy's system adjusts. If it does, then the boy
will be fine taking
large objects up his asspussy. But if the insides don't realign themselves,
then you have a serious medical problem. Also of course,
infection can set
in. I always have the boys on ample drugs to purify the
system. The
stretching of the asshole itself, is the least of one's
worries. Its the
internal stuff that one needs to be careful with. Fist
fucking a boy
thoroughly for weeks before the event, can really help.
That alone can
adjust his internal organs. You can actually use your
fingers to move some
of the intestines and to work more space up inside of him.
Of course the boy
is in unbearable pain, but that is half the fun, isn't it?
I mean, Peter for
example, is never more beautiful than when he is throwing
his cute head
about in mindless agony.
 
 

 
 Oh, it is wise if you are going to horse fuck a boy to
give him
something to bite on, like a hard rubber dick or something.
That is so he
doesn't bite through his own tongue or lips in pain.
 
 
To increase the fun, explain to the boy in great detail
just how much it
is going to hurt. Make sure he has a really good idea of
the agony he will
be in. That will get him to tremble with fear. I love it
when a kid breaks
out in a fear sweat and starts to shake. If you have ever
undergone major
surgury, you may know what I mean. Many patients on the
table, before they
go under start to shake. They shake so badly that their
teeth chatter and
their body actually stiffens and almost shakes right off
the table. Its an
uncontrollable response. Well that is really cute in a
teenage boy.
 
 
There was one drawback to the event. The temperature
dropped in a few
hours from 79 to 43. It had been a lovely warm day, and we
were sure it
would be great in the bar at night. But, wham! A cold front
hit us with
everything it had. So, we had to allow the shaking Peter to
wear some jeans
and a jacket. I know, I know, its much more fun to see a
boy animal fucked
if he is bare assed naked, but he was shaking so much, that
we thought we
might have to call off the whole event. And after all, this
was just a trial
run with a much smaller prick than his new husband, the
stallion will have.
 
 
 Except for that, things went smashingly. We made the
crying boy first
 
 

 
lick and suck the horse dick and he horse balls. When the
animal was ready,
we had Peter stand bent over against the stall wall, hands
pressed on the
wall, and then we coaxed the pony to mount him. We had to
line up the prick
and wedge the horse cockhead into the boy's gaping asshole.
Peter whimpered
and begged us not to make him do this. It was real cute. He
repeated it over
and over like a kind of litany.
 
 
Of course when Peter is actually married to and fucked
by the stallion,
the relationship will be consummated with Peter in a kind
of sling or
harness, specially designed to protect him during the fuck.
We want him
fucked, not trampled. But we didn't have to worry about
that with the pony.
It was delightful. Peter screaming that the horse dick was
too big before
the animal even got half of it in him. That is so like
boy's his age. They
don't realize their own potential. Pete's mom just kept
saying how proud she
was of her son. Pete was yelling that is was killing him,
ripping him open,
so our friend the doc bent down to have a close look at the
pony prick
working It's sixteen inch way up the boy's cunt. You see,
we are careful
about all of this. We want it to remain innocent fun. Doc
pronounced the
boytwat good to go, so we encouraged the horse to fuck
deeper and harder.
Now Peter had been taking doggie dicks for months, but this
was unlike
anything he had ever felt. Fortunately horses expel cum
during the entire
 
 

 
fuck, providing lots of lube. We were snapping photos and
laughing and
sipping champagne. Peter took more and more horse pick up
his kid cunt. It
was beautiful. Finally it was obvious that the horse cock
was way up in the
boy's guts. So we hoped that he was being nicely rearranged for the much
larger stallion dick. That much prick up a boy, reached
almost to his heart.
It is quite amazing really. One of God's wonders that a boy
can take so much
cock.
 
 
Well, it turned out splendidly. We now know that Peter
is ready for the
dick of his new husband. Oh, you should have seen his hole
when the horse
finally pulled out. Holy Shit, it looked like he had just
delivered a baby
from his asshole. He was pretty much out of it, and we had
to actually carry
him back to the house We prepared a nice hot bath for him.
He was somewhat
incoherent and unfocused. Doc said it was the shock.
Still, Hank was so
proud of the boy, he just had to jerk off on his son's face
while Peter lay
on the couch waiting for the tub to be full. We all
decided to jerk off on
the kid's face. I mean, we had gotten so excited watching
the pony fuck, you
can hardly blame us, can you? After Peter's hot bath, he
felt much better,
but really needed to sleep. Hank threw one last fuck into
him, wanting his
dick to be in the same hole that was just fucked by a pony,
and then we let
the boy sleep.
 
 
I think we are ready for the big event. Peter's mom is
designing the
 
 

 
wedding invitations and planning the reception. Father Bob
is planning a
special service. It will be the wedding of the year.
 
 

 








Jesus, I am sorry, but Peter's Wedding has had to be
postponed. The
little ungrateful fucker tried to run away. Can you
imagine, after all the
time and energy we put into getting him ready and training
him, he had the
audacity to try to escape? Holy shit was I pissed. I have
not had a boy try
to run away from me in years. I guess we just didn't
realize that he was
not yet broken sufficiently. It was my fault, and I take
the blame for it. I
pride myself on being an excellent judge of boys and how to
tame them. So I
fucked up. I thought he was totally broken and ready for
anything, and I was
wrong. Seems young sixteen year old Peter doesn't want to
be fucked by a
horse! I don't understand it. He sucks dick all day, has
been gang fucked
repeatedly. He has been fucked by dogs countless times and
forced to suck
dog dick and balls. He has been torture and fucked by a
group of drunken
clergy men, He has been repeatedly fucked by his own father
and made to fuck
his mom. He has had to suck horse dick every day now for
months, draining
the stallions of their heavy thick loads of cum. He has
been degraded and
humiliated in every possible way including being made to
eat both human and
animal shit. He has been terribly abused by his former
friends at school,
and worked over again and again by gangs of total
strangers. He has even
been fucked in the ass by a Shetland pony. Then why would
he balk at the
very last? Why would he run away from his wedding with a
beautiful big
 
 

 
black stallion with a twenty two inch prick? We have been
fist fucking him
for weeks now, getting him ready. He has had to put up with
unbearable pain
on a daily basis as we stretched his asshole and rectum.
Why now, when we
have almost achieved our goal, would he bolt? I can't
believe the little
cunt would be so ungrateful. How many boys have a mother
and father who
lavish such attention on them? How many mother's suck their
son's dicks for
hours without letting cum to teach him self discipline. How
many fathers
feed their boys their fat cocks on a daily basis? These
parents have made
sacrifices for their son, who like so many teenage boys
nowadays just
doesn't seem to appreciate it. I too have made sacrifices
for the little
fucker. I took him to New York to a New Years Eve Gang Bang
where he was the
center of attention and the star. How may sixteen year old
boys attend a
party where they are fucked by twenty or thirty guys?
 
 
I was just sick at heart. Fortunately the sheriff in our
county is a
member of our select little group, and so he put out
discreet word that the
fucking shithole was missing. I don't know where Peter got
clothing from as
we always keep him are assed around the farm. Its just
practical. When he
wore clothes they were always covered with horse and dog
sperm. And then any
time one of our guests wanted throw a fuck into his
boycunt, he had to drop
his pants..it was just too much work. So we just took to
keeping him bare
 
 

 
assed. He is so cute that way too, big teenage dick
swinging, balls
bouncing.
 
 
So he got some clothes from someplace and ran. We were
fit to be tied. The
area around the farm is pretty desolate, so we knew he had
a ways to go to
get any help. But we also knew that we didn't have the
manpower to find him
in that vast area. I called all my buddies and they came on
there choppers
and in their pick-ups. Pastor Bob got some of his clergy
pals to come out.
But in the end it was a couple of teens who caught the
fucking little shit.
A couple of the more adventurous boys from Peter's school
had joined out
little fun family. They are really cute hung mean motherfuckers, and I took
to them at once. After making sure they were trustworthy, I
casually invited
them to join us in our Abuse Peter Group. They took to it
like ducks to
water. I have never seen supposedly straight teenage boys
fuck boy ass with
such relish. If they had their way, they would keep Peter's
hole plugged
with their teen dicks all day and night.
 
 
Anyway, they found him, hiding in a kind of little cave
over by the river.
They dragged him out just as we pulled up, and Pastor Bob
got these nice
photos for our album.
 
 
What to do with the fucking cuntboy? Here we have the
wedding of the year
approaching. We can't take the risk that he might run
again. And it is my
responsibility. I was the one who trained the boy. I was
the one who broke
 
 

 
him for his Dad and Mom and told them he was ready to be
horse
fucked.Peter's Dad's dick was pretty much hard round the
clock in
anticipation of the big event. And here the sixteen year
old goes and lets
us all down.
 
 
We dragged him sobbing and squealing back to the bar. He
was screaming
that he didn't want to get fucked by a horse. That he was
afraid it would
kill him. That he was scared. He was half out of his mind
with fear. Now I
can understand that. Even a boy who has been fist fucked
regularly must feel
some trepidation at the thought of getting twenty two
inches of horse dick
up the ass! I had explained to the boy before however, in
gentle loving
terms, that is was just something he had to endure. I
stroked his hair and
kissed him and told him he had no choice. I gently
masturbated his leaking
teen dick to erection and tongue kissed him and told him I
would be there to
make sure he was safe and that the fucking came off
perfectly. I told him
what a lucky boy he was to have a groom with a twenty two
inch prick. I told
him he was a very special cunt and should be proud of it.
Still, he ran.
 
 
 We stripped off the stolen clothing which turned out to
be old stuff
belonging to his older brother now in the armed forces, and
Hung him upside
down by his ankles from a beam in the barn. Then I took a
horsewhip to the
boy's naked pale body. I whipped his beautiful ass, his
belly, his chest,
 
 

 
his back, his big teen balls. When he passed out from pain,
the teens who
caught him, pissed on him to bring him around. Peter's
father and mother
watched with tears of disappointment in their eyes. When
the fucker was out
of his mind with pain, and mewling like a wounded puppy, I
took him down and
shoved a baseball bat up his ass.
 
 
"You see, if you can take that, then you can take your
new husband's dick!
It's a wife's duty to satisfy her husband's cock. And you
are going to be a
good wife to that wonderful stallion." I had the boys fire
the grill and
heated up a branding iron. Then even though I hated to do
it, I burned the
soles of Peter's feet, so that he could not attempt to run
away again.
Crawling he would not get far. This made the teens so horny
they just had to
get sucked off by Peter.
 
 
I threw a fuck into his ass which is pretty loose and
sloppy by now. The
boy doesn't have the proper anal control, and once he is
horse fucked, he
never will have. Peter's Mom had her pussy sucked by her
son, telling him
all the while that while she still loved him, he was a very
bad boy for
running. Peter's dad was just too upset to do anything.
 
 
The boy, shaking and trembling begged not to be horse
fucked. I again told
him that sometimes in life, we just had to do things we
didn't want to do.
How about all those boys overseas in the armed forces? We
all had to face
trials and tribulations. I rubbed my dick over his crying
face and assured
 
 

 
him that all would be well. I told him I had a doctor
friend coming to the
wedding who was an expert are repairing torn boy asshole. I
also told Peter
that having to wear diapers for the rest of his life wasn't
the worst thing.
Lots of people had illnesses that forced them into a life
where they shit
themselves uncontrollably. Peter would soon adapt to that.
Oddly my words of
comfort only made him cry harder. I held his head and
gently fed him my
dirty dick to clean. He sucked it like a baby on a teat,
and was soon sound
asleep from exhaustion. As a further precaution, we
shackled his ankle to a
post in the barn. He can still crawl around to suck off the
horses and eat
the horse turds, and take care of the dogs, but he cant get
out of the barn.
Now back to our wedding plans.
 
 

 








I know I have been remiss is keeping you abreast of the
adventures of young
Peter. That is only because we have had such enormous
setbacks in our simple
little plan to marry him to a horse. You wouldn't think
such a romantic
little notion would cause so much trouble, but it just goes
to show you that
real life is very different indeed than fiction.
 
 
I did share with you that the little cunt tried to run
away. Well when we
got him back, we tried our best to get his head back where
we wanted it, but
he was rather hysterical and out of it. I masturbated him
almost to the
point of cumming thirty or more times, all the while
whispering to him how
wonderful it would be for him to be fucked by the giant
dick of a horse and
how much he would learn to love it and what a fucking lucy
boy he was to
have this opportunity. I reminded him that he wanted his
dad and mom to be
proud of him, didn't he? Look how much time and money they
have sunk into
this And then they have their friends who can't be let
down. Reverend Bob
and all the clergy, and all of my friends...have been
waiting for months to
see sixteen year old Peter get fucked by a horse. As I say,
while I tried to
sooth him, I masturbated him almost to the brink, those of
you who work with
boys will know what I mean, to the point when the dick is
constantly leaking
but not cumming. To the point when the kid is almost nuts
to cum. To keep
him on edge that way for days or weeks at a time is a real
skill, and I
modestly say I am quite good at it.
 
 

 
 He kept saying the horse cock would kill him. I
explained to him that
this was not the case. We have a special bench with an
extended section at
the rear which butts up against the horse's back legs. This
means that the
horse cannot push more than seventeen or eighteen inches of
dick up the boy.
Peter was ready to take this much. Most of the joy of the
fuck would be from
the girth of the horse dick, and Peter's cunt had been
prepared. But he was
still hysterical saying that eighteen inches of horse cock
was even too
much. I reminded him that the stallion had a twenty two
inch dick and that
as his bride, it was Peter's duty to eventually take it all
to please his
husband.
 
 
To help ease Peter's fears we decided to have a series of
fist fucking
parties to show Peter just how elastic and accommodating
his cunt was. Four
of us took turns fist fucking the boy. I should not say us.
I must admit
that fist fucking is not my thing and while I enjoy seeing
a huge fist
shoved up the ass cunt of a young boy, I myself seldom
participate. Opening
up an ass to be able to take a hand and an arm is also a
special skill, and
it is a job best left to the experts. I have some friends
who are master
fist fuckers. I saw one of my friends take a thirteen year
old one time, and
over the course of twenty-four hours turn that kid's tiny
virgin asshole
into a great gaping yawning cunthole, that looked like it
had just given
 
 

 
birth. You would swear that the hole of a thirteen year old
could not
stretch like that, but that is part of the skill of the
fist fucker. He also
has to ignore the screams of agony coming from the boy. The
boys always
swear that they cannot take it and they are tearing up and
being ripped to
pieces, but of course the fist fucker knows this is not
true. That is why he
is a professional. The thrill for the fistfucker is of
course to feel his
hand actually up in the warm guts of a young boy...to move
his hand through
the bowels into the intestines of a warm living pain
wracked teenage boy. To
see the boy's ass stretched to monstrous proportions,
unbelievable in width
and amazing to see.
 
 
I was at a party a couple of years ago, where we took a
doll..you know a
life size baby doll and shoved it up into the asscunt of a
fourteen year old
faggot boy and then as party entertainment hade him give
birth to the doll
in front of all the party guests. It was hysterically
funny. In the course
of my exotic travels, I have seen the fist fucked holes of
young boys take
puppies, cats, snakes, rats, melons, baseball bats, fence
posts, bed posts,
flashlights, golf clubs, hammers, monkey wrenches, power
drills, shoes, gun
barrels, tennis racquets,bottles of every size, and much
much more.
 
 
 I must admit there is a certain kind of gay man who
delights in seeing
what he can shove up the ass of a young boy. It's a special
kind of sexual
 
 

 
desire. Is it the challenge of trying to stretch the ass
inside and out? Is
it the pleasure of seeing the kid in unspeakable agony?
Probably a little of
both.
 
 
What bothered us about Peter is that he was doing so
well
psychologically. We wanted him to breed with his husband
like a good bitch
without any fetters or shackles. And now suddenly we had to
restrain him in
order to even fist fuck him. I don't mind telling you, Hank
and Helen were
beside themselves. You invest years and years trying to
raise a boy
correctly, and then you just never know how they will turn
out. I blame
myself partly, that I was too easy on Peter. I wasn't
always as strict as I
should have been. You think back to the times when he
screamed and begged
"no more...for the love of God, no more..." and you would
listen to him and
not shove that extra inch of dido up him, or not stick the
extra pin into
his scrotum. It is difficult even for a professional to
know when a boy has
truly reached his mental and physical limit. Of course the
goal is to always
stretch that limit.
 
 
 So we fist fucked him to prove to him that there was
nothing to worry
about getting horse dick up his ass. That is not strictly
true, because the
hands and arms of a guy can be carefully controlled while
the swollen
leaking dick of a an animal is must more chancy..you cannot
always have
complete control of where or how hard that dick is entering
the kid's guts.
 
 

 
We also had to be careful with our fist fucking, because we
don't want to
diminish any of the pain that the horse dick will bring
him. What would be
the fun of seeing a kid get fucked by horse dick if he was
so stretched out
he didn't even care?
 
 
 I have included some new photos of Peter and you can see
that he has lost
a lot of weight. Probably as a result of the horse and dog
sperm diet he has
been on. We try to make the major food substance he eats
fuckslop. Of course
we give him vitamins. He drinks piss with most meals now,
but Helen doesn't
like that fact that after a while the boy's body has taken
on an acidic
odor. So we have to also see that he drinks lots of water.
Anyway, we don't
mind that he has lost weight because that way we will
actually be able to
see the horse cock inside his guts via the bulge in his
tummy.We may even be
able to feel it. Hank had to get in on the act fist fucking
his son, but
never having done it before, he botched things up and
really hurt the boy.
Well, nothing serious, but it was kind of a mess, he
couldn't get his hand
back out again, kind of like the knot on a dog's dick! It
was pretty funny
actually because Hank had to walk into the bathroom from
the kitchen with
his hand shoved up Peter's asscunt. The kid was on the very
balls of his
naked feet, screaming as Hank gently walked the boy to the
bathroom, where
we were able to extricate the hand.
 
 
 For those of you who don't understand why we are so hung
up on Peter for
 
 

 
this whole thing, I must explain to you. First it is not
often that you get
a boy's parents so behind a project like this. They are
such wonderful
people and totally committed to fucking up their son in any
way possible.
Second, Peter is that rate kind of kid who looks exquisite
when he is in
pain. He looks much more beautiful in pain than he does in
every day life,
ergo, he should be kept in pain as much as possible, right?
 
 
I am also including the cover of the wedding inviation. I
think it is so
fucking cute. Helen is something of an artist and designed
it herself. The
cute cartoon of the young boy getting fucked by the horse
is so appropriate
for the wedding don't you think.
 
 
the inside of the invitation reads: (Note I have changed
all names
including the horses for their own protection)
 
 
Mr. and Mrs. Hank Walker invite you to the wedding of
their
 
 
 son Peter James to the black stallion Thunderhead. Peter
has committed
himself to becoming the bitch for life to the loving and
caring horse.
 
 
The ceremony will take place on Saturday July 28 at the
Walker Farm at
 
 
2:00 P.M. in the barn. Following the ceremony, there will
be a reception
fuck line, and then a wedding dinner on the lawn, weather
permitting.
Following dinner you are invited to witness the
consummation of the
marriage.
Peter, Thunderhead and the father and mother of the
bride, hope that you
can attend. RSVP (number)
 
 

 
 I only wish all of you could attend what promises to
be the event of
the summer. But never fear, I shall be sure to tell you all
about it.
 
 

 








Well, the big day is come and gone. We are now in the
throws of that
kind of let down one feels after preparing for months for
an event, and then
having it suddenly be over. Still it was magnificent. A
once in a lifetime
kind of thing really. I am speaking of course of young
Peter's Wedding. It
was the kind of wedding one dreams about, where everything
comes off
perfectly. You know that we were worried after Peter tried
to run away, and
that put a big delay into our plans. We spend a good week
before the actual
ceremony fist fucking him repeatedly to get his pussy ready
for Thunderhead.
I paid for and brought in a special horse wrangler who has
worked with
stallions fucking both girls and boys. This guy not only
knows the ins and
outs of his trade, how deeply to let the horse prick impale
the boy's rectum
for example, but he is also willing to do workshops to show
other family
members how to monitor the animal/boy fuck, so that when
leaves, they can
continue to administer the intimacy in a safe, healthy way.
I know there
are some of you skeptics out there who will maintain that a
sixteen year old
boy getting fucked by a horse can never be safe and
healthy, but I need to
remind you that human beings are very adaptable, and many
cultures in our
world have rituals and practices which we would consider
barbaric or unsafe!
 
 
 The day of the wedding, we kept Peter's ass filled with
a thirteen inch
dildo the size of a baseball bat. We also kept his inner
pussy well
 
 

 
lubricated so that by the time the ceremony came round, he
would be wet and
juicy for his new husband.
 
 
We had decorated one end of the barn for the wedding,
built a kind of
alter and had a special place for the horse as well as for
Peter. The guest
met up at the house for coctails and treats. Then we all
went down to the
barn together. It was a lovely day, perfect for a wedding.
When we were all
seated, Pastor Bob appeared at the alter. Peter's mom was
led down to sit
in the front along with myself and several others who have
been instrumental
in the boy's education. The groom appeared to ohhhs and
Ahhhhs and a
smattering of applause. He is a fine big black stallion,
very handsome. What
a lucky little faggot Peter is to have such a studly
husband. The Program
for the ceremony included a photograph of Thunderheads
massive erect horse
prick, so that all could see just what a magnificent beast
he is.
 
 
 There were almost a hundred of us gathered.
 
 
When all was in place, the bridal march was played. And
Peter's Dad
entered with the bride. Peter's dad looked elegant in a
white tux jacket.
Peter looked beautiful, crawling down the aisle with a
silver collar on his
neck and the chain held by his dad. Peter crawled as he had
been taught to,
legs wide apart so his balls and dick swung properly. He
had been given
three viagra, and then masturbated so his dick was rock
hard and dripping.
He crawled with his back arched and his young round teenage
ass up high.
 
 

 
When he moved, we could see the stretched out pink pussy.
 
 
He crawled to the alter, where he was allowed to stand,
and his father
took a seat next to Mom. Peter then was instructed by
Pastor Bob to reach
back and spread his ass cheeks for the guests to show them
his cunt.There
was also a photo in the program of Peter's cunt, which I
have included with
this mail. I must say with all humility, I have seldom
seen a sixteen year
old boy with such a well developed pussy.
 
 
Boy and horse stood at the alter. Did I mention that
Peter had a
lovely veil on his head. We could see through the delicate
material that
the boy was crying quite hard, and every now and then a few
of his sobs
echoed through the barn, bringing a smile to all of our
faces. Peter's prick
looked enormous up there at the alter, sticking out and
dripping strings of
pre-fuck. One of the bride's maids, a friend of mine named
Hugo, removed the
collar and veil from Peter so he was totally nude in all
his teenage glory.
The horse wrangler knelt next to Thunderhead and in a very
calming, soothing
way, began to massage the horse's balls so that the huge
mottled pink and
black prick would emerge from the sheath. Silence, except
for Peter's
labored breathing filled the barn as the giant horse dick
appeared. It was
as thick as Peter's leg and almost as long.
 
 
Father Bob began the ceremony which was lovingly written
by Pete's Mom.
Something about gathering together in love to unite boy and
horse. Peter was
 
 

 
shaking so badly that at times he had to be supported by
Hugo, lest his legs
give out. He was scared out of his young mind.
 
 
One of the highlights of the ceremony was when Peter had
to kneel and
suck Pastor Bob's dick in front of all gathered. Pastor Bob
has a nice big
prick so all could see Peter licking it an sucking on it an
the big balls.
Pastor spoke about the uniting and healing qualities of
male fuckseed. Then
Peter's dad stood up in front of everyone and took a
silver communion
chalice and jerked off into it. He also has a dick to be
proud of, as
Peter's teenage ass can attest to. He spewed a nice blast
of fuck into the
chalice, and then handed it to Hugo who did likewise. There
was a real
curiosity among the congregated in the masturbation ritual.
The Chalice was
passed into the first row and any member present who felt
the desire to
unload could jerk off into the chalice. I contributed.
Meanwhile, we had
some lovely music and a solo, the nature of which I forget.
 
 
I looked into the large chalice when it returned from
the last row, and
it was two thirds filled with fucksnot. Yellow/whiteish
glue with clots of
fuck floating in...thick fuckpaste.
 
 
Peter meanwhile had pulled off the Pastor's dick, and
Pastor Bob jerked
off onto Peter's cute young face. The bride of course was
not allowed to
wipe it off. Pastor Bob raised the chalice and said a
prayer, then handed
it to Peter and the boy was told to drain the cup of the
holy fuck! The boy
 
 

 
had been warned before the ceremony not to resist or try
any funny business,
so he obediently raised the goblet to his lips and began to
drink the
fuckslime of every male at the service. It took him a while
as the sperm
moved slowly down his throat and was quite hard to swallow.
Then, when the
cup was empty, the next part of the service began. The
same chalice was
held under the dick of the groom, and the horse wrangler
began to masturbate
the stallion. When the horse prick was throbbing and
leaking, Peter was
instructed by Pastor Bob to crawl down under the horse and
kiss his new
husband's prick. Peter made us all so proud, he didn't
hesitate in the
slightest. Of course he has been sucking horse dick for
months, so this was
nothing new to him. But this was new for many of those
gathered to witness
the wedding. Some of them were openly playing with
themselves as they
watched the sixteen year old boy kiss and lick the horse
pizzle! Peter was
then instructed to continue the horse masturbation, while
licking the
animal's balls. It took some time, but at last the big
stallion gave a snort
and a stomp, and shot an enormous load of horse fuck into
the goblet.
 
 
Hugo produced two wedding rings. One huge one and one
moderate one. The
moderate one was put around Peter's viagra swollen dick and
balls, insuring
that the throbbing prick would stay hard all through the
wedding dinner and
after. The other ring was placed by Peter over the still
throbbing horse
 
 

 
dick.
 
 
Pastor Bob then raised the horse sperm filled goblet and
said another
prayer. Then he handed the chalice to Peter and he was told
to drink the
sperm elixir of his new husband. Tears were running down
the boys soft
sweet face as he drank the horse cum.
 
 
 Then a delightful surprise addition to the ceremony. The
big stallion
began to piss. The piss shot out of his dick like water
from a fire hose.
 
 
 Somebody thought fast and placed another chalice from the
alter under the
pissing horse. The rank yellow piss filled the cup and
overflowed. Peter had
just drained the horse spooge chalice, and now Pastor Bob
in a brilliant
improvised moment, grabbed the piss filled cup and uttered
a prayer about
the golden elixir of love being shared. He then handed
Peter the cup of
horse piss and we all watched as the sixteen year old boy
drained the cup, a
sick look on his pretty face. These are big cups I am
talking about, the
kind you hold in two hands, like a trophy chalice. Peter
gulped and gulped.
More and more stinking yellow animal piss went down his
gullet...his slender
stomach began to bloat out. He stopped, and Hugo cuffed him
on the back of
the head and told him to keep drinking.
 
 
It was such a beautiful sight, watching a naked sixteen
year old boy with
a hard swollen prick gulping down a chalice filled with
horse piss. I wish
you all could have been there to share the moment. Then an
even more amusing
 
 

 
thing happened. Peter just couldn't take all the piss I
guess, because his
still hard dick throbbed and started to spurt piss as well.
Applause and
laughter filled the barn, as Peter in pain and humiliation
stood there
pissing from his erection. If any of you have ever pissed
with a half hard
or fully hard dick, you will know that it can be quite
painful and trying.
The piss has to force itself out...in spurts.
 
 
Pastor Bob then had the boy and horse join him at the
alter proper. He
had Peter swear to love, honor and obey his groom. To
service and take care
of him. To see to all of his needs. Then Pastor Bob
pronounced them horse
and wife. It was time for the bridal kiss.
 
 
 This was unique. Peter was held by How with his head
bent back beneath
the Stallion's head. The wrangler stroked and petted and
horse and gave it
something to eat, I don't know what. Whatever it was, it
produced a
tremendous amount of horse saliva. The horse spit poured
out of the
stallion's mouth and down into Peter's open mouth. This was
something the
boy was not ready for I think, as he turned his head to one
side to avoid
the foul horse saliva. But Hugo slapped the kid and held
his face still,
ordering him to open his mouth. Horse spit ran all over the
sixteen year old
face. It filled his mouth and only when it was full to the
lips like a lake,
was he allowed to swallow. Then the beautiful bride was
dragged by Hugo
around to the rear of the horse for the second part of the
Bridal Kiss. He
 
 

 
was told to kiss the horse's asshole. Many people in the
barn were now
openly masturbating. Peter rebelled ever so slightly, so
he was grabbed by
the neck and his face was rammed into the horse's ass. He
was told to shove
his tongue as far as possible up the horse asshole. I could
see that the boy
could not breath, and that Hugo would not let him breath
until he was tongue
fucking the animal rectum.
 
 
It only stands to reason. A bride needs to learn every
inch of her new
husband's body. How else can she properly serve him?
 
 
Well, that ended the ceremony. But the evening was just
starting. Now we
all looked forward to the wedding dinner and reception, and
then the moment
when we would watch as Thunderhead fucked his new bride.
Peter was shaking
quite badly by now and looked in shock. I hoped he would
make it through the
evening. To find out what happened, you will have to wait
for the next
installment of our letters.
 
 

 
After the ceremony, Peter stood with his new husband, the
beautiful stallion
Thunderhead, to greet the guests. Well, he didn't stand
exactly. His Mom and
Dad stood and shook hands, but Peter knelt and when each
guest approached
him, the guest would unzip and Peter would suck the guest's
dick for a few
moments. It was a really nice touch. The wedding
photographer took photos of
Peter with each dick in his mouth. The few women present
lifted their
dresses if they desired Peter to lick their cunts. One of
the horse
wranglers masturbated Thunderhead so all could see what a
magnificent groom
he was, and the wrangler collected the pre fuck spooge in a
silver dish.
Then, when a copious amount of pre-fuck was collected, he
would hand the
dish to Peter to drink. Peter looked a bit scared at times
and not too
healthy, but I think it was just the stress of being a
bride. After the
receiving line, the guest went to the tables for the
Wedding dinner, and
Peter and the family posed for some wedding photos. Peter
was asked to take
Thunderhead's enormous pink and black dick in his mouth and
suck it like a
devoted bride. The sight of a sixteen year old boy with a
horse dick in his
mouth is so heartwarming. I just wish more moms and dads
could see their
kids so well taken care of. Peter's dad kept whispering to
his son how
wonderful that big fat horse cock was going to feel up his
ass. Hank told
the boy he would never ever be the same again after his
first horse fuck!
Peter kind of whimpered and cried a bit, again just all the
excitement I
think. We took some nice shots of Peter licking his
husband's big nuts.
Peter's Mom wanted some of Peter sucking on the horse's
asshole, so we did
that. While watching her son with his tongue up the horse's
asshole, Peter's
mom was heard to say, "I am so proud of our boy. He has
come a long way."
Hank took a belt to Peter's ass so that it would be nice
and read for the
deflowering. It was so hot to see the kid's muscular smooth
young ass cheeks
turn a dark red Hank also allowed me to whip the boy's ass,
and at my
request, his nuts as well. I like a boy's balls to be a bit
swollen at all
times. It makes him aware of his purpose in life.
Thunderhead was snorting
and stomping from all the attention, so we collected the
horse spit and snot
in silver cup and had Peter drink it.
Then on to the bridal dinner. Peter and his husband sat
at a raised dias
at one end of the barn. Well, the horse stood and ate his
dinner out of a
special silver trough like dish. Peter was served a large
dish of horse
shit! When the guests saw this, they laughed and applauded.
They dined on
fillet Mignon. Peter sat there, tears running down his cute
face, looking
down at the gigantic pile of horse apples on a silver dish.
The horse shit
was fresh and really rank and disgusting. He was also
brought a large clear
wine glass filled with horse piss.
Luckily for the past few months we had been getting Peter
used to the
taste of horse and dog shit and animal piss as well. Many
of the guests had
never seen a sixteen year old teenage boy eating shit. It
was quite a treat
for them. He was given no utensils of course, but had to
stick his face down
into the plate of horseshit and eat it that way. Soon his
entire face was
covered with shit. It was so cute. We all cheered and
toasted him. He was
almost hysterical by now, what with being the bride of a
stallion and all.
Hank did his son a special honor by jerking his own large
dick off on the
plate of shit, so the horseshit was covered with ropes of
Dad's cum. It was
a nice touch. Peter protested that he wasn't hungry, but
Mom stepped in and
said he had to eat every bit of the special Bridal Dinner.
Electrical wires
were attached to his full young nuts and he was given
shocks to encourage
him to eat everything. Every now and then, someone would
clank a spoon in a
glass and we would all stop eating and watch Peter kiss his
new husband. At
first the horse shied away and we discovered it was because
the bride's face
was covered with shit. So we reluctantly cleaned his face
off, and then
watched them kiss. Peter was made to put his tongue in the
animals mouth and
also up into the horse's nostrils to get all that nice
horse snot. I tell
you there wasn't a soft dick in that barn, except maybe
Peter's. This
embarrassed Hank who ordered his boy to masturbate to a
full erection and
keep it that way. Pink ribbons were tied around his dick
and balls and pink
bows were clamped onto his titties. Peter was so freaked
out by now, that he
could not stop trembling. His young body just shook. It was
kind of sexy. To
think that only a year ago, this boy had been a virgin and
I had been the
first to fuck him. Then at the behest of his parents, I had
continued his
education with them. How many boys of sixteen can claim
that they have been
ass fucked over one thousand times? Yes, Peter is a very
special boy. For
dessert, we had Baked Alaska. Peter had a huge bowl of
chilled horse cum.
Chilling it, made the horse fuck thick almost like a
pudding. During
dessert, we all had a laugh when Pastor Bob stepped up to
the dias and
presented his dick to Peter to suck. Peter, his face coated
with horse
spooge, had to stop eating animal fuck and suck the
preacher's fat cock.
Then, after unloading down Peter's throat, the minister
proceeded to piss
all over the boy's face. This almost brought down the barn
with laughter.
Some of the other guest decided they too wanted to piss on
the bride, and
soon Peter was covered and dripping in urine.
I fully understand this desire to piss on a teenage boy.
Boys of that age
are often so cocky and also so very cute. The idea of
taking such a kid down
a peg or two by hauling out your dick and unleashing a
torrent of piss onto
his face and into his mouth is very refreshing. It is
symbolic of defiling
innocence. This sweet innocent face is being covered with
piss! He is being
inducted into the real world of piss and shit from the
protected world of
childhood.
Well, dinner was over, and it was time for the main
event. Peter was about
to be fucked for the first time by his new husband. He was
about to receive
the supreme pleasure of a gigantic horse dick up his
teenage boy asshole. He
was so scared, he could not even walk by himself. Pastor
Bob and myself took
his arms and led him to the Bridal bed. The guest gathered
around close, all
very excited. Many of them were masturbating openly. The
horse wrangler had
massaged the horse's dick with oil, and it hung there in
its twenty-two inch
glory as thick as the arm of a weight lifter. Slime hung in
thick ropes from
the pisshole. Peter held his breath and tried to back away,
but we soothed
him and led him to the Bridal Bed. He was tied down on his
back, knees back
against his chest, opening up his boy pussy to his new
husband. The horse
was brought over to stand above Peter. A wooden adjustment
a the rear of
the bench stopped the horse from fucking all twenty-two
inches into the boy.
We felt that a sixteen year old boy could only take fifteen
to seventeen
inches. Even this would disrupt his intestines, but we had
been stretching
and adjusting his internal organs for some time.
Hank made a little speech about how happy he was on this
special day, so
see his son married. He said he knew Peter would make a
fine wife to this
magnificent stallion. He told us that this horse had been
picked for his
sexual potency and that Peter would have to satisfy
Thunderhead three to
four times each day.
As I stood there watching, a tear filled my eye. I
thought of all the
teenage boys out there in the world who would never know a
special moment
like this. Boys who would date girls and fuck them and live
mundane normal
lives. Only a few of us are ever permitted to touch the
Gods...to touch
greatness. What a very very lucky boy Peter was. And I
blush when I think
that I played a major part in all of this. The very first
time I opened up
his sweet boy ass, I had no idea he would some day be
getting fucked by a
horse. He started out as nothing more than a piece of boy
ass, a play thing
for me and my friends. And now, just look where it has
taken all of us. To
this very special event. Let the Fucking Begin!
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