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This story contains explicit adult material of an erotic nature. It is 
recommended for an adult audience only. Viewer discresion is advised. The 
material may or may not be legal in your state/country. The storyline deals with 
bestiality, if such offends you, you should turn back now!
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reality, and what to do and what not to do. If you fuck up, I cannot be held 
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Any resemblence to people (living or dead) , places, events are purely 
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"Chores"



Jack didn't mind the hard chores that his stepfather gave him all the time. He 
didn't mind the fact that it was practically him that ran the farm, not him. It 
had been like this almost ever since he moved in with his mother. He didn't hate 
him, nor did he love him. He accepted that his mother obviously loved him, and 
so he came to accept him.

His chores were often dragging on way into the evening, so he had little 
sparetime, but he took time to get around to all the chores, taking one at the 
time, and always got them all done in time. Jack was a night-person, so he 
didn't mind the chores dragging on until late evening, at least he had the 
evening to himself.

Today was like almost every other day, Jack tending to the chores, feeding the 
animals, cleaning the house, and tending to the garden - nothing unusual about 
today. With his chores soon ending, he put in an extra effort to finish off the 
day. Evening fast approaching, Jack finally finished the last chore and he threw 
down the bag of seeds. He wiped her brow with the back of his hand and looked 
around. The sky was a beautiful display of colors, the sun was setting and 
illuminated the sky in multiple colors.

Jack headed for the barn, at last he was going to have some fun! He went 
straight for the stallions stall. He eyed Giant with horny eyes, lusting for his 
giant, leathery cock. The horses turned their heads looking at the source of the 
sound. Upon seeing Jack, Giant dropped his cock as per command. He did this by 
sheer will, he knew that usually when Jack came in here he would pleasure him, 
play with his cock. The slick horsecock hang heavily from the sheath.

Without a second thought, Jack dropped to his knees when he came up to Giant, it 
was as if he was lost within himself, a shell controlled by lust. He looked at 
the massive tool, the cock that he knew so well. Studying every inch of the 
protruding cock, each single mottled spot on it. His small hands went to the 
monstrous tool, gently touching and caressing the leathery length of the cock. 
He loved the feeling of the leathery cock in his eager hands.

Soon Jack was leaning over, taking the massive head into his mouth gently 
sucking on it. His tongue playing with the head, licking and teasing it. His 
tongue probing the head, licking the slit in the head. God he loved this, he 
loved the taste of horsecock, the sensual scent of the stallion. He started 
sucking it, bobbing his head up and down, sucking on the enormous head. Giant 
loved this, he always waited for his male human lover to come and pleasure him.

Jack's head was bobbing furiously up and down on the massive tool. His tongue 
licking the entire length all over. He couldn't take much of the cock into his 
mouth, though he always tried to take more and more into his mouth every day. 
Occasionally he stopped sucking the cock and licked the cock all over. The soft 
tongue brushing over the now rock-hard tool.

Giant started snoring, and Jack knew what that meant. He readied himself for the 
soon-to-follow flow of warm horsecum. Giant bucked, and then a torrent of warm, 
gooey cum spurted out of the massive cock, spurting down his throat, almost 
choking him. He gulped hungrily, swallowing the creamy load. Not a single drop 
spilled from Jack's experienced mouth. How often he had swallowed Giant's cum!?

With Giant's cock fast retracting back to the sheath, Jack leaned with it, 
licking it, cleaning it. He placed a gentle kiss on the warm sheath, then got up 
and gave Giant a hug.

A few seconds later Jack went back to the house and headed for the bathroom.