BDSM Library - Peter\'s Family Fuck

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

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

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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