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Kieran wasn't fond of his summer job on the farm. As a city slicker who would rather spend the long, hot days in an air-conditioned house playing video games, being stuck in the middle of nowhere with barely any modern commodities left him incredibly sour. Being a sheep covered head to hoof with thick wool helped a little though it was still a double-edged sword; the sun's rays would bounce off the white hairs and kept him insulated, but at the same time the excess body heat generated from his labor stuck with him all day.

His parents, his blue-collar father especially, thought it would be good learning for their stuck-up little brat to live and work on his brother's farm. Kieran had no choice in the matter since daddy paid for his college tuition and no amount of whining would convince him otherwise. The only thing the sheep could thank his father for was his advice to grow out his coat. Kieran liked getting his fur shaved since it was easier to manage and brought out his feminine body for the boys to thirst over, but in this case, practicality outweighed aesthetics.

His natural clothing also gave him another advantage that he had never thought of before; he could work naked. While the other farm hands were stuck working in sweat-drenched cloth, he was allowed to remain completely nude thanks to his thick fur covering everything, including his genitals. It took some getting used to, but seeing other rams do the same thing bolstered his confidence. As long as he didn't purposefully try to expose himself, no one paid him any mind.

That is, except for Aaron, the supervisor of the plot Kieran was assigned to. The thick, muscular horse always seemed to act oddly around the sheep. Kieran could always feel his eyes staring daggers into him and whenever he turned to look, he would sometimes catch the horse quickly turning away. It made him uncomfortable. He had only been on the farm for a couple weeks and he was already on poor terms with his boss?

It didn't make sense; Kieran kept his bitching off of the plantation, he met his quota on some days and was still close on the others, and he kept to himself on the job. And yet, somehow he had made an enemy. It caused him quite a bit of stress when Aaron requested that they have a little one-on-one talk in the barn after hours. He didn't know what to think of it and when he asked why, Aaron simply replied, "You'll see." His deep voice gave the statement a darker edge that disturbed him.

When his shift ended, he put away his equipment in the tool shed and made his way across the fields to the large barn house. The dusk-lit fields were ominous without workers populating them, causing the city boy to be rather jumpy at every little sound. He reached the building and peered inside; parked in an orderly fashion were a myriad of large machines used in the other plots. As he passed them, he could feel the lingering heat radiating off of their forms. He rounded one of the larger pieces of equipment and found Aaron inspecting one of them.

The horse was shirtless covered with sweat, a sight not uncommon amongst those who worked under the heartless sun. His short fur did nothing to hide the chiseled lines of his muscles and his equine musk permeated the area. For the first time in a while, Kieran felt a familiar need within his lower half. Not wanting to be caught awkwardly staring at the horse, the short ram stepped forward. "Um, sir, you wanted to see me?" he asked, his voice suddenly faltering and shaky. Aaron turned his head and inspected the visitor. His face remained passive as ever and the silhouette of his form under the hanging light bulb made him appear ominous.

Kieran's heart pounded as Aaron deposited the clipboard in his hand onto the machine and approached him. He stopped a yard away. "Yes, I did. Can you guess why I called you here?" he asked in an even tone. Kieran shook his head and held his hands together. It was like he was a small child being admonished by his father. Aaron stepped forward, closing the rest of the distance with one step, and brought his face level with his. Before Kerian could react, the stallion grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into a sloppy kiss.

Kieran was surprised and befuddled, unable to process what was going on for several seconds before realizing what was happening. The horse's thick tongue filled his maw and explored his mouth, brushing against flat teeth and his own relatively diminutive muscle. It took some serious effort to break free from Aaron's grasp and once he did, Kieran stumbled back and fell onto his backside. He saw Aaron's face show a hungry expression that only a stoic, hardy man such as the horse could and despite the circumstances, it made his heart flutter.

"Ack! What the hell are you doing?!" Kieran stammered, trying to wrestle his emotions under control. Aaron chuckled in his deep tone and lifted the delicate sheep.

"What am I doing? Taking advantage of some huffy brat, that's what I'm doing!" His sneer scared the sheep but he couldn't will himself to run away. "Let me tell you something, kid. Due to financial reasons last year, my boss could only provide me half the bonus he usually did despite the workload being much bigger. He claimed that he would make it up to me in some way or another and just when I was getting annoyed that he hadn't done anything, he drops you of all things under my watch.

"The boss knows me and my more personal interests. He knows that I like to have my way with young men ten years younger than I. So how do you think I felt when a cute sheep boy gets assigned to me? Not only are you my type, but I have to watch you work naked as well. I bet he thought you'd be eye candy for me, but I want to take it a step further." The monologue left Kieran speechless, but the sight and sound of the horse undoing his belt stirred him.

"B-but, what if I say no! That'd be rape if you touch me!" Aaron snorted in amusement.

"Oh please. I know your type all to well. All of you are prissy little whores hungry for a dick up your asses. And don't deny it. You've got that certain fag walk about you and don't think I didn't see the lust in your eyes when you saw me shirtless."

Kieran blushed and his voice trembled. "You still didn't answer me! What if I refuse, huh? What's in it for me?" He let his bravado speak for him.

Aaron sighed, his face softening. "It's simple really. You've been missing your quota every other day and although it's only by a few percent, if I give the boss enough of a tiff, you'd be kicked off the job. You're daddy would be quite disappointed with you."

"How do you know that!?" Kieran nearly shrieked, his teeth clenched in anger.

"I did some digging around. Regardless, I'm not the type to use a threat to get my way, so I'll make a deal. As long as you stay above, let's say, ninety-five percent, I'll look the other way. And," he reached into his pocket and pulled out two crisp twenty dollar bills, "I'll pay you for your services as well. Weekly, of course. I can't afford any more than that." Aaron's smile returned as he watched the boy contemplate his choices. It was a very tempting offer and he knew he couldn't afford losing the job.

To assist his decision-making, Aaron added,"You won't get any fag dick out here in the boonies anyway." With that, Kieran sighed and slumped his shoulders in defeat.

"Fi-i-ine." He went to grab the twenties in Aaron's hand but the horse pulled them away and stowed them back in his pocket.

"You get those after you've been a good little boy. Now, I think we should start with this." He undid the button on his jeans and pulled apart his fly. His foot-long log of horse meat flopped out and immediately stood at attention. Kieran's eyes widened as he processed the dick he was fated to have inside of him. "Suck it," Aaron commanded, his smile turning into a toothy grin as the sheep dropped to his knees. Kieran brought his snout mere millimeters from the pulsating penis.

He slowly leaned forward and allowed the stallion's dick to push his lips apart and mouth open. His jaw stretched to its fullest extent as his penis sunk deeper into his head. Nearly half of its length was enveloped by the sheep's piehole before the tip touched the back of his throat. Once he got comfortable, Kieran began suckling on it. Tasting musky dick for the first time in a while left him elated and eager to please, and he quickly forgot his grim conversation with the horse.

Kieran sucked and bobbed like he was aggressively eating a lollipop, the tastes of which had him on a sexual high. Every little drop of pre he sucked out of that tube had him thirstier than before. His own dick escaped from its hiding place and expanded to its full, petite size. Sheep weren't really known for large packages, but it was perfect for a femboy like Kieran. His tiny prick pulsed with the instinctual need to be touched but it went completely ignored by the fag attached to it.

Kieran's hands instead found use massaging and kneading the half of Aaron's dick that couldn't fit into his mouth. He eventually moved toward the horse's large sack and fondled it with curiosity. He wondered just how much cum these things could produce and if he'd choke on the sheer load. The latter was a question that would have to wait until another time; just as the sheep was getting into it, Aaron pulled his dick from his mouth, leaving it dripping with saliva. Kieran growled with disappointment, his short tail twitching in frustration.

"Yeesh, aren't you a hungry bitch," Aaron said with a chuckle. "As much as I'd love to drown you with my spunk, I think it'd have a better home elsewhere." With that, Aaron pulled his belt from his pants, the force of which disturbed the clothing enough to slide over his hips and fall to the ground. He lifted Kieran to his feet and used his belt to bind his wrists. The sheep looked confused and a little scared, an expression that amused the horse to no end.

He kicked off his pants and pulled a ball gag from one of the pockets. He fixed it onto the sheep. "As much as I'd love to hear you cry and beg for mercy, I don't need the entire countryside to know what's going on here." Kieran could understand the gag but the belt had him confused. He raised his wrists and shot a questioning look at the horse. "So you don't touch yourself without permission," he replied matter-of-factly. With that, he led his quarry to a nearby table and bent him over it. The change in elevation from the uneven floor rose the ram's bottom to the perfect height for penetration.

"Now let's that ass of yours," Aaron mumbled to no one in particular. He grabbed Kieran's cheeks and spread them apart, exposing his lightly furred backside to the late afternoon air. Kieran shivered even though he felt hotter than ever. Aaron had to hold himself back from immediately shoving his cock into that inviting hole. He needed to be careful since one wrong move to spell the end for an entire summer of sheep humping.

"As much as I'd like to fuck you dry, I think you're a little too soft to handle it," he said while pushing his spit-covered dick against Kieran's rump. "Now, where did I put that motor oil?" Kieran whined and wriggled but he couldn't escape from the stallion's grasp. Aaron laughed. "Just kidding!" He pulled a couple packets of lube from his shirt pocket and smeared the viscous fluid across his long dick. He then took some of the excess liquid and coated his finger. He shoved the digit into Kieran's tailhole and spread it around. The sheep moaned like a whore, his tail flagged upward in submissive invitation.

"Damn, aren't you just the biggest slut. I haven't even gotten to the good part yet and you're already like this." He pulled his finger out, grabbed Kieran's hips to keep him still, and kissed his tip against the sheep's anus. With slowly increasing pressure, his blunt dick opened the orifice incredibly wide, turning Kieran's moans into whines. "Not hot shit anymore now, huh?" Aaron taunted as he inched his member deeper and deeper into the twink. The tight anal passage was like heaven to the horse and he allowed himself a sigh of pleasure as he continued his entry.

Kieran screwed his eyes shut and he focused on keeping himself as loose as possible. He hadn't taken on such a huge dick before and it had him spread wider than ever. The pain was manageable but the filling sensation was unbelievable. He clenched his jaw as hard as he could around his gag. Despite his suffering, he was incredibly horny and his arousal never seemed to stop increasing. He pursed his thighs and endured the penetration as best he could.

At last, Aaron completely hilted his pride. Both men let out a sigh of relief and pleasure and spent a second to enjoy the moment. Kieran enjoyed the feeling of a foot-long piece of male meat inside of him, each clench of his anus sending more tingling bliss through his body. Meanwhile, Kieran's anal muscles massaged Aaron's dick as they uselessly tried to reject him. The slick passage felt like velvet and the horse thought he could cum from just this feeling alone. Of course, that wasn't the goal. He was going to destroy this kid before the day was done.

Aaron pulled his dick out of the sheep until just the first inch remained, enjoying the comfort that Kieran's ass provided once more. He then pushed himself back in faster than before and ramped up his pace with every thrust. He built himself up to an adequate speed that maximized his pleasure without causing injury to the small creature below him. To him, it honestly felt like he was screwing a warm, fluffy pillow and he enjoyed the coziness of it.

Kieran moaned and whined as his ass was assaulted by Aaron's relentless dick. He went deeper than any penis had gone before and it brought alien sensations that he quickly grew to love. Every single nerve in his rectum and beyond was on fire and his crotch ached with arousal. If it weren't for the ball gag, he would have definitely alerted everyone in a several mile radius of what was currently transpiring.

In and out Aaron went, eliciting another sound from the twink with every thrust. He was calculating and efficient and years of boy sex gave him the experience and endurance he needed to make the most of his encounter. His iron grip of Kieran's waist was not only for support but also to keep his prey in one place. His thrusts were strong enough to send the sheep flying and without the thick layer of fur on his cheeks and thighs, the smacking sounds would have completely permeated the barn and surrounding field.

The lube was starting to run thin in Kieran's hole, adding some friction to his anal pummeling. The pain crept up but it was perceived as pleasure by the ram, overloading his senses and sending him into a near catatonic state. He drooled around the gag and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. The pressure increased in his loins and he worried that his dick would split like a hotdog when he finally came. Pre dripped from his tip in a near-constant stream and was flicked here and there with every one of Aaron's thrusts. His bound hands curled up into fists as he neared his release.

A minute or two passed before Kieran couldn't hold out any longer. With a cry through a clamped jaw and a plastic ball, the sheep unloaded his seed onto the dusty floor below. Each spurt shot out like the spray from a water gun, creating a gooey line of spunk from one end of the table to the other. His body struggled to push it all out and it did indeed feel like his dick would break from the strain. His body convulsed with each pump, sending waves of erotic pleasure coursing through his slender body.

Aaron felt the all too familiar sensation of an ejactulating boy, the rhythmic clenching of his anus and rectal muscles obvious to the seasoned horse. With a dark sneer, he accelerated his humping and fucked Kieran through his orgasm. Kieran choked as the rapid spearing formed a lump in his throat. It was almost like he was being completely run through similar to a spit-roast. Not a sound could be uttered as Aaron screwed him in sequence to his climax.

At last, with one final push, Aaron flew over the edge and stuffed Kieran with his own spunk. His dick filled the boy with a constant flow of his virile fluids and acted as a stopper, damming the cum and forcing it deeper into the sheep's innards. Kieran's belly expanded like a water balloon, causing him both discomfort and masochistic satisfaction. His eyes watered and tears rolled down his cheeks, not from sadness but sheer emotional stress. He had never been laid so roughly and passionately, and he loved it.

The two entered their afterglows shortly after one another, bringing them much needed relief. With a sigh, Aaron pulled himself out of the twink, his sensitive dick getting one last taste of boy-pussy. He was already half-flaccid by the time he cleared Kieran's tailhole and a thin streamer of semen connected the two for a moment longer. Surprisingly to the horse, Kieran's worn ass only let a little cum out when he exited and it held firm as the pressure within his belly evened out.

Aaron supported the ram as he attempted to stand, his sudden gain in weight and his exhausted body struggling to stay upright and functional. Aaron grabbed a nearby chair and collapsed into it. He sat the sheep down on his lap and cradled him as he regained his senses. Kieran didn't struggle or argue and found being within the larger male's arms cozy. He struggled to stay awake. Aaron cleared his throat and undid the gag.

"So, how 'bout instead of paying you that forty dollars, I take you back to my place and make you something good to eat. I've got AC and internet."

"The boss will want to know where I am though," Kieran said in a weak voice. "I have to work in the morning."

"Let me take care of him. I think you've earned yourself a day off." Granted, that day would be spent doing work of a different variety, but Kieran didn't need to know that.