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Dad and the Hired Hand

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I was too young to watch the stallion...


When I was 19, we were visiting The Grandma's Ranch and Dad had to breed the Horses...A hired hand was designated to help, and I was all excited to see what this was all about...Just at the last minute, I was told to stay up at the main house, as the breeding was to take place in a small corral behing the barn.

I was naturally bummed, because I had seen the hired hand leering while they spoke of what was to happen, when they would let the Stallion into the corral, etc...The time came and they drove the stallion to the corral in his trailer, and I snuck out of the house, into the barn, up into the hay-loft, and settled down to watch the proceedings. It was not long before The mare, tied to a pole in the middle of the corral was dancing around, to the loud whinnying of the Stallion...He was backed out of his trailer, and already had a (to my eyes) humongous hard-on!

Needless to say, I too had a hardon and could see the hired hand rubbing his crotch occasionally, as the stallion was mounting the mare, and started to fuck his pole into her, eyes rolling back...as I watched Dad and the guy exchanged some comments I couldn't hear, and both of them took out their hard cocks and started to stroke off while the Stallion was fucking the Mare. Dad had a good looking eight incher and the hired hand must have been about six or seven inches. I was stroking like crazy myself as I had never been so stimulated before, ever!!. Soon, I came all over my hands, my pants and the hay...now it was Dad's turn, he arched his hips forward, popped open his pants, grabbed his balls with his loose hand and stroked to beat hell as he shot his cum in a long arch, pumping his hips and moaning and shaking as he got his nuts. The hired hand watched and pumped his load all over his boots as he shot and shot, load after load till he was spent...I didn't wait around to see what might else go on. I was scared shitless I might be caught, so I headed back out to the house...

I still jack off to the memories of that hot afternoon...



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