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The Blacksmith
Jason, Sam, and I had completed our morning breakfast, and now Sam was going to
take me on a tour of the small stables in back of Jason’s Firehouse Loft. It had
been my first pleasurable morning with my step-brother Jason, and my new friend
Sam, the stable boy. I’d lost my virginity to Jason the previous night, and had
sucked my first cock of Sam, my new friend. After breakfast Jason fucked me one
more time, while I was sucking off Sam. This was the 3rd time I’d been fucked in
the last twelve hours.
This was all fresh and exciting to me. I knew that during my puberty I had the
longing to be sexually active with men, but had never had the opportunity to
pursue my desires until I moved in with my long lost stepbrother, Jason.
Jason had assigned me various duties in Bareback City, and this morning I was
going with Sam to attend the horses, while Jason was going to make a tour of the
wind mills that generated most of the electricity for Bareback City, and to
ensure they were all working properly.
When we arrived at the stables, Jason showed to me how to saddle the Mustang
that he was to ride today. Meanwhile Sam started feeding a corn grain mixture
and bundles of alfalfa to the remaining three horses in the stable. He noticed
one of the horses had a problem with a loose horseshoe and we were required to
go to the local blacksmith to have the horse re-shod. We put a harness on the
stallion and walked him to the back of the blacksmith’s shop located just a few
hundred yards from the firehouse stables.
The barn doors were already opened so we went in. There was a loud piercing,
clunking sound of the blacksmith’s hammer pounding against a large steel anvil
in the center of the barn. As we approached the interior of the barn, I observed
a large…a very large dark man slamming a huge metal hammer on the anvil. The
noise was deafening. At one side was a sweltering furnace where he was using an
air pump with one foot to increase the heat of the fire. A large container of
water was sitting to one side and eccentric metal tools hung from the adjacent
walls and rafters. I have only seen short segments of blacksmithing on the
History Channel. I was aware of his objective but unfamiliar with names of his
utensils or how he employed them to complete his work. It was fascinating, but
not as amazing as the huge man that was doing the hammering.
While the man was vigilantly hammering away, Sam told me his name was Joe, but
they nicknamed him ‘Mighty Joe’ because of his size and strength. He also was
one of Jason’s ex-marine buddies that had served with him and many of the other
men now working at Bareback City.
When Joe saw us and the horse we were leading, he set down the hammer, and stuck
his hands in the water container to wash his large hands and remove his
protective apron. This man resembled one of the muscular men on the American
Wrestling TV Show. He was a Negro, but he wasn’t black, but best described as a
stunning butterscotch shade. He must have been seven plus foot tall and weighed
a solid 300 pounds. He had a shaved head, broad face, with dark brown eyes. His
neck girth was as large around as my waist, and had shoulders like a bull. His
biceps were massive. I couldn’t even guess at their measurements. Sweat glossed
over his whole body causing every rippling muscle to be defined. His structure
was well defined and solid as a rock. You could in all probability bounce one of
his hammers off his muscular abs without damaging him. I was wondering if his
cock size was in comparison to the rest of him, it would be astounding. He was
an exceptional giant, but fearsome as well.
I was immobile in his presence, like a deer caught in the headlights of an
oncoming car. Sam poked me, put a hand up to lift my jaw back into place and
wake me from my ogling stare before he introduced us. He explained to Joe about
the replacement of the horse shoe and lifted the horse’s leg to show him.
“Joe, this is Clint, Jason’s hot young brother from California. He’ll be living
and working here, so be nice to him and don’t put him in your sling, at least
for now. He’s just ‘came out’ and is still learning and experimenting with man
to man sexual contact.”
Joe stood by the anvil, wiped the sweat from his brow, and then nodded to us.
His penetrating eyes were observing and inspecting me carefully, then he said in
a deep thundering voice.
“Welcome Clint. You're an attractive little hunk. Anytime and any place: and
speaking of slings; I need your help to put my new assistant to good use.
Sam looked at me, rolled his eyes, and shook his head.
“I’ve never met your new assistant Joe. What have you done to the poor boy now?”
We followed Joe to the other end of the barn. There was a large open pen build
to hold horses while they are being prepared for minor surgery or to support
them so they won’t lay down when they are too sick to stand. It resembled a
frame work for a king sized poster bed, without the mattress, but it consisted
of all sorts of leather and canvas straps and pulleys used for supporting the
animal.
“Come here Rodger” Joe called out. “Want ya to meet the boss’ son Clint and the
stable boy. Rodger is my newest student assistant. He’s 24 and just graduated
from Arizona University last year. He’s well educated with a degree in Animal
Husbandry, a degree in Metallurgy and a host of other damn things. He’s my
assistant for now, but I’m teaching him how to be a good blacksmith, how to take
care of my stud horse, and how to be used in this sling I made for my boys. I
need you guys to help me put him in place without cutting off his circulation or
cutting him. Here’s how it gonna work.”
Joe continued to pull and tug on the straps and hooks and adjust the pulleys. I
still couldn’t figure out why he wanted to put Rodger in this sling, but when he
placed Roger to the center of the frame and mentioned ‘Sling’ again, I began to
understand. Oh my god! Joe was going to strap Rodger in the sling and use him
for sexual purposes. How kinky. Now my interest became more attentive.
“I’ve been working on this new one because the last one was too uncomfortable
for my fuck buddy. I’ve had Rodger pad the straps with soft wool and have
adjusted the pulleys so my fuck buddy can rest here while I lift his legs to my
shoulders, and enter his fuck hole without too much problem.”
I was amazed at the seriousness of the conversation. It seemed so emotionless
and cold but I was very attentive and listen as Joe continued.
“This is the only way I can fuck because of my size and weight. I almost crushed
my last partner fucking him and cracked one of his ribs. You understand why this
will be much better? I can stand here, swing him back and forth, and enjoy
fucking without exertion. I sometimes get rough during sex, but don’t want to
injure my partner. Rodger was man enough to take me once but it takes him a week
before we can do it again. However I need more sex than that. Roger’s a good man
and I want to have him around for a few weeks before he’s used up.”
Sam and I listened and watch while Joe and Rodger were getting positioned into
the harness. Roger removed his clothes. Joe motioned for us to come closer and
handed us a large container with clear petroleum jelly or Vaseline, as I knew
it.
“I want the two of you to cover Rodgers body with petroleum jell so he won’t get
strap burns this time.” Joe said as we dipped our hands into the Vaseline
container and began rubbing the lube onto Rodger’s muscular body.
Rodger had kept his body in damn good shape. He wasn’t’ as muscular as Joe, but
he looked exceptionally good. How this hot looking dude could let this giant use
his body in this way, was beyond my understanding. This method of sexual
stimulation could be very humiliating and abusing, but then perhaps that’s what
it’s all about. Sex can be explored and enjoyed in many ways.
I started putting the jell on Rodger’s back, over his taunt buttocks and firm
legs while Sam put jell on his well developed chest, arms, shoulder, and legs.
It was exciting and stimulating exploring a complete stranger’s body with my
hands.
Sam was getting a thrill out of it as well and lubed Rodgers cock and ball until
it was fully hard. He had a nice thick 8 inches of cut cock and a fully rounded
set of balls. I thought Sam was going to suck him off right then and there, but
thought Joe wanted his buddy to be ready and willing to get his ass fucked. I
notice as I lubed his butt crack that there was an object filling his anus. I’d
heard of butt plugs being used this way so filed it away for further exploration
later.
Joe’s stud horse was stirring around in his stall as well as a young filly
outside in the barn yard. She was in heat and ready to get fucked. The male
horse’s cock was getting hard and was protruding outward about 12 inches from
his body.
“Look at the stallion, Rodger? He’s getting horny again, just like his master.
Rodger’s been masturbating him each day and collecting his sperm for breeding
purposes. He freezes the sperm and can sell it for insemination breeding. Hell
I’d just as soon watch my Stud fuck that mare like I fuck my boys. He’s a wild
son of a bitch and bites the mare while he fucks. We have to put a muzzle on him
to keep him from harming the mare. I like to bite too. But I’m not gonna wear a
damn muzzle.” Then Joe laughed.
“Look at that stallion’s cock. He’s got a hard on just thinking about fucking
that Mare’s cunt. What a fucking prick he’s toting, huh? Looks like mine when I
get hard. I’m gonna let him in the barn yard to fuck that damn bitch while I
fuck my bitch.”
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