Happy Farmhands.
A old stallion and his silly nickname.
Happy Farmhands.
It was a very odd thing, how our friend Harold got his nickname, Happy. The old stallion was out behind the barn and it was a blisteringly hot day, and his fur was getting soaked with sweat. The old well was close by, over in the shade of a weeping willow. Deciding to cool himself off, he got himself a bucket of that cool well water and soaked himself straight down from the top of his head to his hooves.
Damn that it must have felt wonderful considering the heat of the sun beating down on him. Soaking himself solved one issue, but caused another issue that he had to deal with, his overalls were completely soaked. The wet cloth was probably getting chilly in the shade, and it was clear that it was rubbing right on his sheath through the material.
The best thing to do was the easiest course and that was to go behind the barn, and dropped his overalls and threw them over the barn door to dry. The wet cool chill of those wet britches, and the hot sun on his bare rump felt really nice. Being this far out in the country, no one really bothers with underwear with their overalls on the hot days of summer. The after effect of that concept, is that it left the big old stallion naked as the day he was born, except for his hoof boots. As I said, the hot sun must have felt quite fine on his bare rump, as his shaft was partially exposed from the sheath, from the cold water soaking his body and groin.
Happy plopped himself down, his warm rump settling in the hot dust, tail flicking slowly side to side, causing some dust to rise up. That felt must have felt so nice, his cock starting to fully unsheath and harden, standing straight up from the attention of the warm sun on it, almost as if it was greeting the sun.
"Howdy Mr. Sun" Nickering softly, "Thanks for warming up my cock. See, he's just a standing up here smiling at you. Well, he will be smiling, when I start stroking him it'll make him grin even more."
With a soft grunt, the old stallion gave a heavy sigh, and gave his shaft a slow stroke. His cock was glistening with a mixture of precum, and musky smelling sweat. The sun probably felt fairly nice on that length, warming it from the cold chill of the well water.
It was about this time that I came around the corner of the barn. I practically jumped in my boots, seeing Harold there, bare assed and waving his massive cock at the sun. He didn't react, so I was fairly sure he didn't see me. I jumped back behind the barn, and started to peeking at him. I didn't realize that the stallion was so big, if I had to guess, at least fourteen or fifteen inches which was bigger than most of stallions I saw in porn. I was very impressed, and I'd be lying if I didn't admit I was very interested.
Well fuck it, damn sure I was interested. There was seven of us out here on the farm land, clear in the middle of nowhere. I had to guess, it was probably a twenty or thirty minute drive just to the nearest neighbor. It's clear, working here was a slight bit lonesome, and a bit horny if you enjoyed the company of men. Well, it's not like I was thinking about doing anything with Harold's massive shaft, like servicing it. I had to admit, it is very impressive and I enjoyed glancing at it.
Him olding it up to the sun like that, I guess he must have just gone on some sort of automatic pilot. I couldn't pull my eyes away as that hand of his started to stroke up and down that massive shaft. The grunts escaped his muzzle each time he brushed over the medial ring. It must have been making him feel really good, cause when his hand slid up to just under the flared head of his shaft a large dollop of juice drooled from his cumslit.
He'd go up and squeeze, then down and shake his shaft, and pretty soon it go to be a fairly regular rhythm and I was slowly licking my muzzle, watching it. I was just one amazed hired and watching him, stroking that massive shaft, those huge balls under the shaft twitching from time to time.
I couldn't help it, I dropped my own pants and freed my shaft from it's prison. "Oh well. Fuck it, I guess it just wants to watch too" smirking slightly. I knew it wasn't going to get as big as Harold's, but I was pretty sure nine inches was good for a fox. I talked to it in a similiar method like Harold was, make my shaft tingle. Shit, maybe he'd like to have me touch him like I was doing to myself, imagining what it must be like to toy with a cock that big. And then something occured to me, "Jesus.. I better stop that kind of thinking. Might get a guy in trouble around here with thoughts like that."
Harold sure wasn't worried about any sort of trouble. He seemed as happy as a calf with a teat in it's muzzle. One hand was sliding along that massive shaft, the other moving to caress those heavy seed laden orbs. Oh yah, those balls were damn impress as his shaft, they hung clear down all the way to the dirt with the way he was sitting. They looked probably about the size of a pair of oranges, I was practically drooling.
Well I started to do likewise, and fuck it felt really good. Unlike most of the time when I paw, my cock must have thought so, and was drooling quite a bit of precum. It was dribbling out quite a bit of the such, making it slick and quite damp. Granted, Harold was making quite a bit more of a mess, being damp and messy after a hard day's work. I shuddered, imagining the way he'd smell after a long day of working out in the fields, and being as horny as I got most of the time being here.
Harold was getting quite a bit ahead of me in the stroking department, and I could he was going to cum fairly soon. I was fairly sure he was going to try and shoot a load up to the sun that was warming him so nicely. I sped up to try and catch up, but damn if I didn't hear him whinny out in pleasure when his cock was going to shoot that load. Sure enough, he came before I did, and I watched that head flare wide as he climaxed, spraying what look like a bucket's worth of cum into the air and onto the ground between his legs. It was a good thing that he didn't aim it at himself, otherwise he would have been soaked with his own spunk. I growled lightly, a few moments later I came myself, squeezing my knot milking it as I shot my own load that was small compared to Harold's, but still was a good size. I'm glad I stayed quiet, didn't want Harold to catch me pawing my cock watching him get off, that probably wouldn't have been viewed properly. I stayed out of the way until he was done, and got dressed and slipped off to do his chores.
When I was fairly sure he was gone and that I wouldn't get caught, I went over to those massive puddles of cum on the ground. There was a huge amount of the fluids on the ground, I leaned in and sniffed it slightly, giving a light whine at the strong smell. Dipping my finger into the thick fluid, I lifted it to my muzzle and licked it off. I couldn't believe how musky and male it tasted, it caused my cock to throb inside my pants, my tail flicking lightly as I dipped my finger into the fluid a few more times. It tasted so much better than my own spunk, and made me want to drink it straight from the tap. I decided to cut those thoughts out and fixed my pants properly and got on with my chores on the farm.
After a healthy supper that night, all us guys were lounging around, telling jokes and just being dumb. I'm fairly sure it was the beer that made me tell about Harold's actions earlier. I mentioned him stroking that big old stallion cock in the dust, and how he was talking to the sun and being silly. Obviously, I left out the fact that I was also stroking my meaty foxcock at the sight of him stroking himself. We were all teasing the stallion, about the size of his shaft, the way he was working out in the sun, and I said he was working his cock like a flagpole. One of the other guys, a wolf I think, said, "Wow.. that must have been one happy hand."
And that's how the nickname stuck with him.
None of us really knew exactly how happy the stallion really was, He'd laugh to himself all secret like and not tell him. Though, usually it would happen when someone would call him Happy, or called him, the best farm hand and he wouldn't tell anyone why. So, I started to follow him around a bit, hoping to discover his secret for myself, being very curious. He was always friendly when I'd see that big ol' cock of his bulge in his overalls. I started to think that he was fairly cute.. well for an older guy.
A few days later, I was spying on him when he noticed me, he gave a whinny and told me to come over. I nervously stepped closer, he helped me out a bit. I didn't resist when he reached out, and guided my paw to his heavy bulge. I gave a little shiver, my tail frizzing up slightly being nervous, he told me to pull it out. Well damn, I wasn't going to argue with a big stallion, gently pulled that massive cock out of his pants, giving a little whimper as I felt that smooth length. His shaft felt very smooth, but it was also very leathery feeling, hell, I couldn't even get my paw around it!
I was so wrapped up in stroking and tugging at his cock, I hadn't noticed he had undone my pants and coaxed my cock free of it's sheath. I followed the leader, and started to run my hand up and down his cock and I did the same to his. I squirmed slightly as he slid that hand down to tug on my knot. I growled lightly, and gave his cock a firm squeeze, blushing as I saw that large dollop of precum drool from his unflared head. I couldn't help but breathe in that musky smell of his, I could barely smell my own arousal in the air. I had never been with a stallion, so I was unaccustomed to the heavy scent. I couldn't help it, the old stallion teased and coaxed my cock to start dribbling, he looked at me.
"Having fun little foxy?" I couldn't help but be a little in awe as he smeared that precum along my shaft before he lifted those slick fingers to his muzzle, sucking them clean. I nodded dumbly as I continued to work that massive shaft, still quite nervous about being here and getting caught by the other farmhands. After a few moments, I did the same, and lifted my slick paw to my muzzle, nostrils flaring as I drank in the smell, having to close my eyes and steady myself. It was far more potent smelling up close, and the taste, oh god the taste was more amazing that I thought it was going to be. I figured that there had to be some sweat mixed in, cause it was a bit salty but I didn't really mind it as it just added to the exotic taste and how it felt in my muzzle.
Happy started to stare at my cock, milking another bit of precum to drool from my shaft with that eager fist of his. This time he pushed me back against the barn, kneeling down and licking the fluid off my shaft. That was a suprise I wasn't expecting! He didn't straighten up after that initial lick, he started to rub my hard fox cock against his muzzle.
"You got a nice cock. I've never had a fox cock to suck on. You mind if I keepo rubbing it against my muzzle? Maybe give it a little lick? Taste that sweet musky ooze?" as he nickers lightly, he watched at me, waiting to see my reaction and what I was going to respond with.
I couldn't say a word, I was still amazed. I didn't matter very much as Happy made the decision for me, that muzzle parted and he slid my cock into his muzzle and began to flick his tongue against my piss slit. He continued to tease me for a few minutes, making me moan and growl out each time he hit a sensitive spot. My cock was aching, and I could feel my balls starting to twitch and ache.
"F.. fuck happy.. I'm going to cum.." Watching the big stallion sucking on my shaft. Before I could get off though, he stood up and kissed me, pushing that big horse tongue deep into my muzzle. I don't know if you'd call it a proper kiss, but I guess it's as close as to farm hands get to kissing, it was very friendly like.
I'm fairly sure that Happy knew he'd be able to get me to do almost anything, I didn't resist as he gently pushed on my shoulders, making me kneel. I was now face to face with that massive shaft, and wasn't able to pull my gaze away from it. I wanted to taste that massive shaft so much, as his scent was so strong and overwhelming this close. I grabbed that big horse cock, and pulled it into my muzzle more than eager to taste it.
The taste, it was so good and wonderful. There was a mixture of sweet, salty and musky and I wanted more of it. I flicked my tongue deep into that depression on the head of his semi flared shaft, trying to get as much of it as I possibly could, swallowing every bit. Keeping my eyes closed, I eagerly sucked on that shaft, my paws coming up to cup and stroke those massive balls. Suddenly he pulled my muzzle off his shaft, his cock flopping free with a soft slurping noise.
"Whoa there little foxy. Damn near fed ya my load into that eager muzzle.." as he grunted lightly, watching me. We aren't quite ready for that yet, So come over here.. I want to try something I'm sure we will both love."
He headed over towards one of the saw horses, and I followed behind him fairly close, my cock bobbing in the light glistening as it drooled onto the ground. I followed his view, he pointed, "See those spots.." as I tried to figure out what he was talking bout, I bent over slightly, glancing, trying to see if it was sweat? Maybe pre-cum or cum, blinking a little. My furred ass had a slight sheen to it, the red shining brightly, I yelped when he grabbed my rump stroking it. I went to straighten up, but he grabbed the scruff of my neck and made me stay leaned forward.
"Hope that little fox rump is as good as a vixens.. I've been a bit pent up this farm season."
"A vixen? What?" I shuddered, my tail flagging up behind me showing off that rump. What was he talking about, and why was he acting all odd?
"Mmmm did I make your butt feel good?" the stallion slowly stroking, and kneading my rump as I squirmed. I sort of jumped when he switched cheeks, but I didn't try and make any motion to stand up. No one had ever paid attention to me like that, it was very odd. It was starting to feel really good, and part of me didn't want him to stop.
"Does that feel good? Maybe you'd like me to kiss that little fox rump?" I couldn't fathom an answer, I just nodded dumbly.
"I'm going to do that.. It's going to be fun." I felt the stallion's breath wash over my rump as he kissed my rump cheek. I couldn't help it, lifting my tail fully out of the way, leaving myself fully exposed to the big male. His hands gripped my hips as he kissed and started to lick my rump, getting slowly closer to my tailhole. I squirmed and moaned out lightly in pleasure, closing my eyes.
"Now I've felt everything." As I thought to myself, but then he grabbed my balls and gave them a soft kiss. I squirmed, whimpering and panting. Once he let my balls go, I relaxed slightly until the stallion jabbed his tongue against my virgin tailhole. Those strong hands spread my rump cheeks, holding them wide as he licked my tailhole. I tried to stand still, but I had to push my rump against that eager muzzle, it felt so amazing to have someone teasing me, I was in hog heaven.
"I gotta get the sweat out of that cute little rump, just relax and I'll keep poking around with my tongue. You've got a sweet little ass for a todd foxy." He kept licking, lapping, and teasing my hole with his tongue. Moaning out loudly, I felt I was going to cum, bucking slightly at the feeling. Quick as a motherfucker, his tongue left my rump and then he pressed that big tongue deep into my rump up to the hilt.
"FUCK! Jesus Happy, what the fuck.. get it out" As I growled out, trying to squirm away from the big stallion.
"Too late little vixen, Guess I'll just have to use my fingers instead then." as he laughed slightly, kissing my rump cheeks. As he kept talking, I was aware of him pushing a finger into my virgin tailhole, whining slightly in a mixture of pain and a growing by the moment of pleasure. After a bit I started to wiggle my rump and gently pushed back against him, biting my lip to keep from moaning. He continued to apply some soft of fluid, not sure if it was precum from that massive shaft, or if he was using spit. Whatever it was, he slipped in another digit into my rump.
"Easy Happy, I'm not some sort of stretched out whore.." squirming, panting and groaning, my muzzle hanging open slightly with moans escaping it. It felt so wonderful, tail flicking behind me as it occasionally hit the stallion as he teased me.
"Mmm I knew you'd like it.. those moans are quite eager." Before I had known what had occurred, he had slipped three fingers into my tailhole, making me moan and whimper even more, rocking my hips to meet his attentions. Suddenly those fingers left my rump, making me whine in frustration, my knot throbbing between my legs. I went to turn to look at Happy, when I felt something pressing against my tailhole, making me cry out feeling that large shaft forcing me open slowly.
"Fuck happy.. it won't fit.." Crying out, shuddering slightly as he held my hips in place, keeping me pinned over the saw horse. He slowly wrapped those strong arms around me and gently pushed that drooling stallion cock deeper into my tailhole.
The stallion's words were quiet in my ear, "Now just hold still and relax.. let your tailhole get used to my big old cock buried inside you." The stallion slowly rolling his hips, his cock throbbing inside me as I felt his precum drooling inside me like a hose and some of it dribbling out around him. All I could do was moan as that massive shaft slipped in and out of me, making me yelp slightly each time his medial ring slipped in and out of me. My paws were gripping the wood I was bent over as I submitted like an eager little vixen to this big stallion, I moaned out, "H.. harder Happy, fuck me like the vixen you want me to be!" my tail held to the side.
"Mmm told you.. I knew you'd love my massive cock in that little hole of yours." driving himself into me quickly, I could feel those heavy balls slapping against my own. I shuddered and moaned out, crying in pleasure as I finally climaxed. My shaft jerked and twitched out as it sprayed my cum against the dusty ground. I couldn't move, bucking against the stallion as he pounded my sore tailhole, making me cry out.
Finally the cum sprayed out of my cock dribbling onto the ground, I felt the big old stallion rocking faster as his breath started to get a bit ragged. He started to pumping like a mother fucker into my tailhole, I felt that cock of his flare inside me, making me shudders. I couldn't believe how much spunk was flooding me and oozing out around my shaft. After a few more spurts, he pulled out and shot the rest of his load across my rump and balls, marking me with that musky smell. A few minutes later, we were both panting and he gently moved me onto the ground, flopping down slightly. He stroked my belly and rested against me, he whispered, "Mmm what a good little foxy."
When he rolled onto his side, his shaft flopped against the ground with an audible thud. The dust storm rose up, we glanced at each other. We started to laugh, and felt rather silly. We were both dusty, sweaty and stained with a mixture of cum, sweat and precum. Once we had taken a bit of a break, we dragged ourselves over to the well and soaked ourselves with water cleaning up our fur. We were buck naked in our fur, and glistening.
He gives me another one of those cute winks of his, "Reckon we should do these kind of chores on a more regular basis.. What do you say?"
"I think we should.. I wouldn't mind staying on for a few more seasons and seeing what kind of assistance this little vixen can do for the big stallion."
-=The End=-