Chris still couldn’t believe Josh was actually doing it. He felt sick with excitement and something more spicy that he realized was jealousy. He stood, sweaty hand nervously patting Nico’s flank as he stared at Josh crouching beneath the horse’s belly.
The animal was standing still willingly enough. He’d turned his head in curiosity when Josh had gingerly started touching the warm, naked sheath, but had turned away after a few seconds of consideration. He started nosing through the hay, then lifted his head and just stood there while he got molested by eager, trembling boy fingers.
Chris’ mouth fell open at the sight of Josh’s hands gently closing around Nico’s balls. They looked obscene and swollen like grapefruits. Josh was running a constant commentary – his eyes had that glazed look that told him that his friend had no idea he even was babbling.
“His skin is so soft and warm, Chris. Fuck.”
He weight them and squeezed them a little, moving them in the brown skin until the horse huffed and made a curious motion with his hips – kind of like bearing down on something, before he stood still again – hind legs maybe planted a little farther apart than before.
Chris wondered if Nico would even react to their clumsy fondling – part of him kind of hoped for it – but then Josh’s hoarse, excited voice told him that something was happening, and fuck he could see it. That strange flat head emerging from the sheath – slow but in a steady, liquid motion. It was drooping down for the moment, tapping Josh accidentally on the nose in one of the most ridiculous gestures Chris had ever seen.
And then, right before his wondering eyes, Josh darted in for a kiss – a little peck, right on the tip, while his trembling hands closed around the shaft. Chris’ mouth dropped open as he watched.
“Salty,” Josh murmured and Chris could see the tips of his ears starting to burn hot red. He could just stand and watch as Josh started exploring – hands clumsily jerking the thick shaft, face looking strangely dreamy and focused at the same time as he rubbed the horse dick across his cheeks and mouth. His tongue was darting out every so often – taking a taste from the large hole in the tip.
“Fuck, dude” Chris suddenly burst out, startling himself just as much as the horse which jerked and turned his head, regarding him with solemn, dark eyes. He looked so calm. Positively zen – and Chris dumbly wondered what the fuck he’d thought an aroused horse would look like.
The large cock was no longer drooping as much. It was pointing right at Josh’s face. His balls looked tighter than before. Riper. Ready – and Chris couldn’t wait to witness the culmination of Josh’s clumsy tonguing and rubbing. See thick horse cum slop out and splash in heavy streaks across his friend’s cheeks.
He couldn’t wait to be the one sitting beneath Nico next time they stole out.
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