Enjoy, Buddy!
[insert standard age disclaimer along with other associated fiddle-faddle basically stating that if you do not like this sort of story it's your own stupid fault for reading it and if you aren't of age to be tolerant of the contents you should go back to playing with your legos instead of being on the computer in the first place.]
Contributor's note: This story was originally published anonymously elsewhere in cyberspace and as far as I can tell can be attributed to no individual directly. This is not a work of my creation but figured that some here would enjoy it. My copy is a printed version acquired sometime in the very late 1990s or early 2000s and the website it came from no longer exists. So, now for your reading pleasure....
Enjoy, Buddy.
How many years has it been since I felt that warm, inviting, loving touch of a woman? Just thinking about it is starting to depress me. I don't want to remember. It's a dirty road you get led down. I'll probably never be with one again. They all know. It's a small community with no way out and once you find yourself forced into a life like this, there's no way out.
I see the way they all look at me, and I know they know. I'm just living hit to hit now, and all I see around me is darkness. But for a few moments every day, the light comes on and, if only for a second, it seems like everything will be okay.
I saunter down the path to the building by the gravel drive. I like to think of it as The Pleasure Palace. The guys all know me there, of course. There's Bob, with his greasy hair and dirtied mustache. There's Darrell with his aging TWins cap that hides his bald spot and can't decide if it's fading in the sun or darkening with sweat and grease. And then there's Jimmy, the new kid, with young kid energy, trying hard to get some of that middle-age strength.
"Couldn't wait, huh? Come down a little early today?" Bob says to me as I come through the open door. I grunt a kind of reply and nod to the other two. That's when Darrell brings her out. No matter how often I see her, the sight never gets old. Thin, long, and gleaming she is. I try to suppress my shiver of anticipation of what's to come.
"Enjoy, buddy!" Darrel says to me as I feel him slide her right in as Jimmy holds up my tail. It all starts as a warm, tingling feeling that gently but progressively courses through my entire body, to the tips of my hooves, further and further and even to my nose ring. My muscles tense repeatedly. It won't be long now. Bob rests a hand against my side as he slips underneath and.... awaaaaay we goooo!
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I manage to catch my breath, my sides are heaving as it takes a great effort to keep myself upright. That was awesome. Somehow, as often as I get to do this, it never gets old. As I wobble away, something akin to a smile crosses my lips for an instant.... maybe today I'll go back for seconds. Who needs a woman anyway?