Gay Erotic Stories

Part 05

The Blacksmith

Jason, Sam, and I had completed our morning breakfast, and now Sam was going to take me on a tour of the small stables in back of Jason’s Firehouse Loft. It had been my first pleasurable morning with my step-brother Jason, and my new friend Sam, the stable boy. I’d lost my virginity to Jason the previous night, and had sucked my first cock of Sam, my new friend. After breakfast Jason fucked me one more time, while I was sucking off Sam. This was the 3rd time I’d been fucked in the last twelve hours.

This was all fresh and exciting to me. I knew that during my puberty I had the longing to be sexually active with men, but had never had the opportunity to pursue my desires until I moved in with my long lost stepbrother, Jason.

Jason had assigned me various duties in Bareback City, and this morning I was going with Sam to attend the horses, while Jason was going to make a tour of the wind mills that generated most of the electricity for Bareback City, and to ensure they were all working properly.

When we arrived at the stables, Jason showed to me how to saddle the Mustang that he was to ride today. Meanwhile Sam started feeding a corn grain mixture and bundles of alfalfa to the remaining three horses in the stable. He noticed one of the horses had a problem with a loose horseshoe and we were required to go to the local blacksmith to have the horse re-shod. We put a harness on the stallion and walked him to the back of the blacksmith’s shop located just a few hundred yards from the firehouse stables.

The barn doors were already opened so we went in. There was a loud piercing, clunking sound of the blacksmith’s hammer pounding against a large steel anvil in the center of the barn. As we approached the interior of the barn, I observed a large…a very large dark man slamming a huge metal hammer on the anvil. The noise was deafening. At one side was a sweltering furnace where he was using an air pump with one foot to increase the heat of the fire. A large container of water was sitting to one side and eccentric metal tools hung from the adjacent walls and rafters. I have only seen short segments of blacksmithing on the History Channel. I was aware of his objective but unfamiliar with names of his utensils or how he employed them to complete his work. It was fascinating, but not as amazing as the huge man that was doing the hammering.

While the man was vigilantly hammering away, Sam told me his name was Joe, but they nicknamed him ‘Mighty Joe’ because of his size and strength. He also was one of Jason’s ex-marine buddies that had served with him and many of the other men now working at Bareback City.

When Joe saw us and the horse we were leading, he set down the hammer, and stuck his hands in the water container to wash his large hands and remove his protective apron. This man resembled one of the muscular men on the American Wrestling TV Show. He was a Negro, but he wasn’t black, but best described as a stunning butterscotch shade. He must have been seven plus foot tall and weighed a solid 300 pounds. He had a shaved head, broad face, with dark brown eyes. His neck girth was as large around as my waist, and had shoulders like a bull. His biceps were massive. I couldn’t even guess at their measurements. Sweat glossed over his whole body causing every rippling muscle to be defined. His structure was well defined and solid as a rock. You could in all probability bounce one of his hammers off his muscular abs without damaging him. I was wondering if his cock size was in comparison to the rest of him, it would be astounding. He was an exceptional giant, but fearsome as well.

I was immobile in his presence, like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. Sam poked me, put a hand up to lift my jaw back into place and wake me from my ogling stare before he introduced us. He explained to Joe about the replacement of the horse shoe and lifted the horse’s leg to show him.

“Joe, this is Clint, Jason’s hot young brother from California. He’ll be living and working here, so be nice to him and don’t put him in your sling, at least for now. He’s just ‘came out’ and is still learning and experimenting with man to man sexual contact.”

Joe stood by the anvil, wiped the sweat from his brow, and then nodded to us. His penetrating eyes were observing and inspecting me carefully, then he said in a deep thundering voice.

“Welcome Clint. You're an attractive little hunk. Anytime and any place: and speaking of slings; I need your help to put my new assistant to good use.

Sam looked at me, rolled his eyes, and shook his head.

“I’ve never met your new assistant Joe. What have you done to the poor boy now?”

We followed Joe to the other end of the barn. There was a large open pen build to hold horses while they are being prepared for minor surgery or to support them so they won’t lay down when they are too sick to stand. It resembled a frame work for a king sized poster bed, without the mattress, but it consisted of all sorts of leather and canvas straps and pulleys used for supporting the animal.

“Come here Rodger” Joe called out. “Want ya to meet the boss’ son Clint and the stable boy. Rodger is my newest student assistant. He’s 24 and just graduated from Arizona University last year. He’s well educated with a degree in Animal Husbandry, a degree in Metallurgy and a host of other damn things. He’s my assistant for now, but I’m teaching him how to be a good blacksmith, how to take care of my stud horse, and how to be used in this sling I made for my boys. I need you guys to help me put him in place without cutting off his circulation or cutting him. Here’s how it gonna work.”

Joe continued to pull and tug on the straps and hooks and adjust the pulleys. I still couldn’t figure out why he wanted to put Rodger in this sling, but when he placed Roger to the center of the frame and mentioned ‘Sling’ again, I began to understand. Oh my god! Joe was going to strap Rodger in the sling and use him for sexual purposes. How kinky. Now my interest became more attentive.

“I’ve been working on this new one because the last one was too uncomfortable for my fuck buddy. I’ve had Rodger pad the straps with soft wool and have adjusted the pulleys so my fuck buddy can rest here while I lift his legs to my shoulders, and enter his fuck hole without too much problem.”

I was amazed at the seriousness of the conversation. It seemed so emotionless and cold but I was very attentive and listen as Joe continued.

“This is the only way I can fuck because of my size and weight. I almost crushed my last partner fucking him and cracked one of his ribs. You understand why this will be much better? I can stand here, swing him back and forth, and enjoy fucking without exertion. I sometimes get rough during sex, but don’t want to injure my partner. Rodger was man enough to take me once but it takes him a week before we can do it again. However I need more sex than that. Roger’s a good man and I want to have him around for a few weeks before he’s used up.”

Sam and I listened and watch while Joe and Rodger were getting positioned into the harness. Roger removed his clothes. Joe motioned for us to come closer and handed us a large container with clear petroleum jelly or Vaseline, as I knew it.

“I want the two of you to cover Rodgers body with petroleum jell so he won’t get strap burns this time.” Joe said as we dipped our hands into the Vaseline container and began rubbing the lube onto Rodger’s muscular body.

Rodger had kept his body in damn good shape. He wasn’t’ as muscular as Joe, but he looked exceptionally good. How this hot looking dude could let this giant use his body in this way, was beyond my understanding. This method of sexual stimulation could be very humiliating and abusing, but then perhaps that’s what it’s all about. Sex can be explored and enjoyed in many ways.

I started putting the jell on Rodger’s back, over his taunt buttocks and firm legs while Sam put jell on his well developed chest, arms, shoulder, and legs. It was exciting and stimulating exploring a complete stranger’s body with my hands.

Sam was getting a thrill out of it as well and lubed Rodgers cock and ball until it was fully hard. He had a nice thick 8 inches of cut cock and a fully rounded set of balls. I thought Sam was going to suck him off right then and there, but thought Joe wanted his buddy to be ready and willing to get his ass fucked. I notice as I lubed his butt crack that there was an object filling his anus. I’d heard of butt plugs being used this way so filed it away for further exploration later.

Joe’s stud horse was stirring around in his stall as well as a young filly outside in the barn yard. She was in heat and ready to get fucked. The male horse’s cock was getting hard and was protruding outward about 12 inches from his body.

“Look at the stallion, Rodger? He’s getting horny again, just like his master. Rodger’s been masturbating him each day and collecting his sperm for breeding purposes. He freezes the sperm and can sell it for insemination breeding. Hell I’d just as soon watch my Stud fuck that mare like I fuck my boys. He’s a wild son of a bitch and bites the mare while he fucks. We have to put a muzzle on him to keep him from harming the mare. I like to bite too. But I’m not gonna wear a damn muzzle.” Then Joe laughed.

“Look at that stallion’s cock. He’s got a hard on just thinking about fucking that Mare’s cunt. What a fucking prick he’s toting, huh? Looks like mine when I get hard. I’m gonna let him in the barn yard to fuck that damn bitch while I fuck my bitch.”

‘Would someone help me pull my jeans over my steel toed boots? This dirt floor has all kinds of crap on it, besides I like to fuck with my boots on.”

Joe motioned for me. He unbuttoned his jeans, pulled them down over his legs to his boots and then sat on a wooden bench. I got on the dirty floor between his giant muscular legs to pull the jeans over his boots.

The musky scent of his body was overwhelming but tantalizing. I had my first chance to see what treasure he possessed between his legs. There before me was an ebony colored cock of tremendous size. It was not even hard yet, but it was bigger than any cock I’d ever seen. The head of his penis was fully covered with about two inches of wrinkled dark foreskin. His ebony flaccid cock lay at rest across two large ball sacks. Joe couldn’t help but noticed I was drooling over his cock while removing his pant leg over his booths.

“If you want to touch it you can. You’ll have to help me later on as I guide my dick into Rodger’s tight ass. Go ahead. Touch it and get me hard if you want to. I like young boys to touch and make love to my cock. It’s a beaut’, ain’t it? I call it ‘Homer’, like in baseball: because when I get real hard it gets as big as a baseball bat, and believe me, I’ve hit many a home run with that beauty.“

“Yes sir! It’s a beauty all right. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Now that you’ve got my pants off, why don’t you kiss it and caress my baby makers. I might even have some sweet pre-cum for you if you’ll stick your tongue inside my foreskin. I’ve been horned up all day thinking about using Rodger’s fuck hole. My juices have been flowing all day. Go ahead see if you like the salty taste of my man juices.”

I was still overcome by the sight of his huge cock. It looked more like a horse cock than a human cock. I couldn’t resist leaning in and caressing his cock and balls. I wanted to stick my tongue into the opening of his lacy foreskin. I’d never done this before and my desire overwhelmed my hesitation. I’d become accustomed to his sweaty musky scent. I lifted his cock and place my tongue into the opening of his soft moist foreskin. He was right about an accumulation of pre-cum within the opening. I thought it might be gross but found it rather pleasant to my taste. I milked the moisture from his cock and slurped the juices and savored them in my mouth. I felt his meat move and a soft sigh uttered from Joe’s lips.

“Oh yeah, baby. You like my nasty cock, don’t you boy? If you’re still around later this month, I just might save a space for you on that sling some day. I love the way you worship my cock, but I need to get it geared up to breed my new assistant. I want you and Sam to stick around and help me get Rodger into the sling then we’ll go from there”

I was already excited and wondering how our next plan was going to take place. Rodger was adjusting himself in the sling and Sam was securing his wrists and his legs. He gripped the handles and pulled himself into the sling with his ass positioned at the precise height to take Joe’s giant cock.

Joe had placed a muzzle over his horses head and then opened the gate for his stallion to let him have his way with the new filly waiting in the barn yard ready to be bred. Then Joe took his place to breed his filly waiting in the sling.

Sam and I stepped back to let Joe take over. Joe put a rubber glove on his right hand and covered the glove and his arm with Vaseline. Then he guided his hand to Rodger’s ass and began pulling a large 12 inch rubber dildo from his rectum; the one I thought might be a butt plug. Well, it was a butt plug alright, but it was a 12 inch rubber dick that Joe had place there earlier. He had been preparing Rodger’s ass to accept his large cock.

Both Sam and I were curious as to what other surprises Joe had in store for us. He put the dildo back into Rodger’s asshole and then twisted it around and around stretching his asshole even further. Joe slid the dildo out with an enormous sucking plop, then stuck four of his finger into Rodger’s hole and pushed in a few inches. Rodger seemed to be nervous about this whole procedure but when Joe moved more of his hand into the ass entrance, Rodger gasped and moaned and tossed his head back and forth. He was in pure ecstasy. Joe waited a few moments then pushed his hand all the way in. Just as he did, Rodger’s cock shot out a huge load of cum.

I was amazed that an ass could take a man's big hand like that. Joe moved his hand around slowly then pulled it out again leaving Rodger’s ass gapping open and ready. Joe was prepared to inject his hard cock into his man pussy.

“Come over here boys. Clint. Hold my dick as I guide it into his ass, and Sam hold onto my balls and finger my ass.” I observed Joe opening a small container the size of a sugar packet and sprinkle some powder over his cock. I think it was a stimulant of some sort.

When I felt Joe’s hard dick I realized he was accurate. It was as big around as the size of a baseball bat, and a good 14 inches long. I was so hot holding his cock that I just about shot my load in my jeans. I quickly unbuttoned my jeans and whipped out my hard cock.

The feeling of Joe’s huge cock was indescribable. The horse’s cock must have felt the same. I see the reason why Rodger liked jacking off the horse; it was just like Joe’s dick. I’d like to watch Rodger jack off that horse and catch the cum in a vat, but I have no desire to touch a horse’s cock. Joe’s cock is more to my taste.

Meanwhile the horse had mounted the mare and was about to put his cock into her cunt. It had grown to a good 12 inches long. It was a sight to behold. Joe spoke and gave me more instructions.

“Put my cock head into the opening while I adjust his legs. That’s it, nice and slow. Let the foreskin just ease back as it slides in. In we go, nice an easy. Sweet! Oh fuckin’ yeah. Damn that’s good man pussy--so warm and tight.” To my amazement his big 14 inch cock slid directly into the welcoming hole of Joe’s new assistant.

A sound of pain or pleasure came from the mare as the male put his huge horse cock in her. It must have been good pussy for the stud as well for he was making strange snorting sounds as he entered her cunt all the way.

Sam and I were wildly jacking off while we first watched Joe and Rodger fucking, then the two horses fucking in the barn yard. This was entertainment at its finest, watching two scenes of wild fucking at the same time.

Rodger was in a trance. His eyes were closed and his body shuddered. He was enjoying the massive cock being shoved into his ass. Each time Joe shoved in, Rodger’s cock jumped and he would moan.

Joe started directing the sling back and forth towards his body, impaling all fourteen firm inches with every thrust. The rhythmic sound of Joe’s balls slapping against Rodger’s butt cheeks was unmistakable. Joe’s mind wondered into a dreamlike sexual trance. His ball bat sized penis hadn’t been serviced for a relatively long time and needed liberating.

He fucked Rodger with a constant regularity--in and out, in and out. After about 15 minutes of constant fucking, Sam and I couldn’t hold out anymore. We were on the verge of discharging our loads. Joe directed us to guide our loads on his plummeting cock and the aperture of Rodger’s cock filled anus. He relished our two youthful cocks spraying warm loads of sperm onto his cock and abs.

This energized Joe even more. He increased his rhythm and began a more rapid movement into Rodger, which caused Rodger to shudder, moan, and instigate his second orgasm. His gushing cock shot wildly like an un-controllable fire hose. Immeasurable loads of sperm blasted from his untouched cock showering his body and the surrounding area.

As Rodger’s orgasm caused his internal muscles to spasm around Joe’s cock, he also started to cum. He grunted like a wild boar and aggressively used Rodger’s asshole for his cum dump. Cum was gushing from around Joe’s swollen battering ram and down Rodger’s butt crack and onto the floor below.

This was the crescendo to an untamed and sexual gratifying orgy for four exhausted men, and the two contented horses in the barn yard.

To be continued. Story by Richard Barber 10/18/2008