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There were lots of good things about Matty's house. It was big and old, built of honey-coloured stone with big sash windows, so it looked like a child's drawing. There were five bedrooms and as many bathrooms, and they all connected with each other in weird ways because the house had been built before corridors had become a usual thing and they'd had to be added later, so there were some bits you could only access through other rooms. There were two staircases, so you could have endless fun playing hide-and-seek. There was also a coach-house, which was like a little extra house with one big room downstairs that served as a kitchen and living room, and upstairs a bedroom and bathroom, that Matty said his parents had promised him he could stay in with his friends when he was a teenager.
But best of all, there were horses. Matty and his sister and his parents all rode, and there was a paddock and a small stable block for the animals. There were two horses, which seemed absolutely huge to Lucas - Matty said they were fifteen and sixteen hands respectively, a grey and a dark bay. Lucas treated them with great respect. They had all the nobility popularly associated with horses, with fine bones and neat long heads, and Lucas could have watched them in the field for hours.
There were also a couple of ponies for the kids. A Welsh grey with a dished face, and a little chestnut Highland. They were Billy and Cedar, and they were well-loved. Matty always took Lucas out to the stables to see them whenever he came over. Lucas loved to stroke their soft noses and breathe in their sweet hay smell. He'd even got to ride Cedar, the Highland, a few times.
But it was watching the horses in the field that had shown him what else was so amazing about horses. Because he and Matty had been leaning on the paddock fence a few weeks ago, talking idly, when the dark bay horse had stretched out his legs so he looked like a rocking horse and, before Lucas' stunned eyes, the bump between his back legs had extended, unfurled, and his huge equine penis had slid out of its sheath to an incredible length.
The horse had proceeded to unleash a torrent of piss on the ground. Lucas had watched that enormous horse cock gushing an unending stream of urine, and something seismic happened inside him. His three-inch cock reared to full, aching erection in his jeans. His mouth was dry, his palms sweaty.
Matty noticed the close attention he was paying to the horse instead of their conversation, and snorted.
"I know, right?" He nodded in the direction of the horse displaying his impressive equipment. "I've got to touch his massive cock before, did I tell you?"
Matty had not told him this. At the image of his friend touching, stroking, squeezing that massive thick length with his pre-teen hands, heat suffused Lucas' head, his erection jerked, and without even touching himself he shuddered through an intense dry orgasm.
He held onto the fence, panting, his face burning, his dick still twitching in his underwear. Matty, thank God, was looking at the horse.
"You didn't," he croaked after an awkward pause. "How come you got to touch it?"
"Sheath cleaning," explained Matty smugly. "About once a year, all the males get their dicks cleaned. You have to get him to drop his dick out, then you give it a wash. But you don't scrub, you kind of stroke it, so it's like you're jacking him off."
Lucas' groin clenched again and something like another orgasmic pulse ran through him. Could he get involved with sheath cleaning? It was probably weird to ask. He couldn't take his eyes from the horse, who had finally finished pissing and whose dick was rapidly retracting.
Matty leaned closer, conspiratorially.
"If you want a better look at it, we can come down to the stables next time you sleep over. The ponies will let you touch it and everything, they're so chill."
Lucas didn't even need to reply. The look on his face must have told Matty all he needed to know.
Lucas kept getting boners for the rest of the day just thinking about it. Under the dinner table as he listened to Matty's parents talk, on the car ride home, in bed - where he finally got to take his three-inch stiffy in hand and jerk on it furiously until he came again.
It took a couple of weeks for a sleepover to be arranged - both Lucas and Matty had busy extracurricular schedules. Lucas' three instruments took up a lot of his time outside school, especially since he was hard at work practising for an imminent saxophone exam. Lucas kept worrying that maybe Matty would have changed his mind, or just forgotten. They both had iPads and could talk through them outside school, but they had parental controls and Lucas was pretty sure talking about horse dick was banned on Roblox.
Though even with the parental controls, he managed to find a couple of diagrams of horses and their reproductive systems, and how they used them. He jerked off several times to a drawing of a stallion rearing back to insert his penis into a mare, where you could see practically the whole length about to penetrate her.
He needn't have worried about Matty forgetting. His parents dropped him off for the sleepover and Matty scooped him up almost immediately to take him upstairs to his room, Matty's parents affectionately rolling their eyes after them.
The minute they got inside Matty's room and had the door closed, Matty said:
"You still in for going down to the stables when everyone's asleep?"
"Yes!" Yes, yes, yes!
"Great. I've been jerking off all week thinking about it." Matty briefly squeezed his crotch to illustrate. Matty had always been bolder than Lucas, who would never have done that.
"Me too," Lucas admitted, his ears burning. They shared slightly embarrassed grins. They'd shared stuff they jerked off to before - every sleepover, in fact, each boy masturbating in his own bed, decorously under the covers, though Lucas wouldn't mind if Matty did it out in the open and he got a good look at his dick.
So he had another evening of getting inconvenient stiffies whenever he thought about what they were going to do that night. He was pretty sure Matty was in the same position, which made it more exciting.
They waited past their bedtime, and then past Matty's parents going to bed too, which wasn't as late as Lucas' parents usually did - Matty's parents had jobs where they had to be up early to drive all over see agents and tenants and other things Lucas paid no attention to. Lucas lay on the pull-out next to Matty's bed and felt his pulse throbbing in his three-inch stiffy. He was going to touch a horse's dick!
At last, when Matty judged the coast was clear, they snuck out of the house. They went through the huge garden, past the door to the orchard, and through the gate at the end that led to the stables and paddock. Lucas stuck close to Matty, who knew the spots where, if he was careful, a pre-teen boy could avoid triggering the motion sensor that turned on the floodlights.
They got to the stables without incident. The two horses had individual stalls, but Billy and Cedar shared a bigger one. Matty's mum had said they fussed when separated. Cedar came over to greet the boys as soon as they arrived, nosing hopefully at their hands and pockets. Lucas stroked the velvety skin around his mouth and felt his heart pound. His stiffy was making a tent in his pyjama bottoms.
Matty unbolted the door to the stall and both boys went inside. Matty closed the stall door, but didn't bolt it. It was very dark, with the only light coming from the full moon, but Matty had brought a torch that he now switched onto low and balanced on a beam so it cast light over the large stall. Lucas' nose was overwhelmed with the smell of hay and horse.
The ponies were, as Matty had predicted, chill. They were small by equine standards but up close they were still large, powerful animals. Matty started stroking Billy all over and scratching the top of his hindquarters. Lucas did the same to Cedar, nuzzling his long strong neck. His crotch pressed against Cedar's shoulder and he rubbed his stiffy against the solid muscle a few times, trying to relieve the ache.
Then Matty switched to scratching the grey's belly, and Lucas did likewise. He watched closely in the darkness of the stall how Matty worked his way towards the pony's groin, and copied him. He could still hardly believe they were going to touch these ponies' massive penises! He gawped as he watched Matty start slowly massaging Billy's sheath. The grey simply stood there and let the boy touch him intimately.
Lucas swallowed and reached his shaking hand between Cedar's legs. The pony showed no reaction to the first tentative touch to his sheath. Lucas started to rub the outside of the sheath, copying Matty. Cedar remained relaxed as Lucas stroked the dark sheath, heart hammering in his chest.
Then it happened. Cedar relaxed further, and something poked out of the sheath and touched Lucas' wrist. Lucas jumped and almost yanked his hand back in surprise. That was Cedar's penis! He'd done it!
"Well done! Now touch it," whispered Matty encouragingly. He was still massaging Billy's sheath. Lucas watched his friend's fingers rubbing the pony's groin and swallowed. He reached between Cedar's legs again and grasped the dangling horse cock.
It wasn't as huge as that of the horse Matty had watched piss a few weeks ago, but it was thick enough that Matty could barely wrap his hand around it. Matty knelt in the straw to get a better look. The head was flared, not like a human dick. It was still soft in Matty's grasp, but even flaccid it was so big that a shudder of excitement ran through Matty's body and his erection twitched violently in his pyjama bottoms.
He couldn't hold back. He cupped his erection with his other hand, frantically rubbing it with the heel, and seconds later the good feeling overwhelmed him and he came hard, his little prepubescent willy jerking in his pyjama bottoms as he held the pony's massive equine cock.
He bent over Cedar's furry back, panting. His whole body was tingling and his small penis was still hard as a nail. Cedar didn't even seem to have noticed the boy having an orgasm next to him. He stayed patiently still and allowed Lucas to handle his soft genitals.
Lucas took a deep breath, drawing the scent of horse further into his lungs. His head was spinning. He was still holding the pony's dick. He squeezed it lightly, amazed.
"Does it get hard?" he whispered.
"Keep stroking it and see." Lucas couldn't see Matty's expression in the gloom, but he thought his friend was grinning. "Oh, Billy's dropped too!" Lucas peered over and could just make out the Welsh grey's penis dropping out of its sheath. He breathed unsteadily.
He stroked Cedar's penis slowly, unsure of what the pony would like. He tried to touch it like he did his own, in slow smooth strokes, paying attention to the head. Was that the sensitive part for a horse?
For a minute, it didn't seem to be working. Cedar didn't object to Lucas fondling him, but his penis stayed flaccid, though he did keep letting it dangle, which said he was relaxed and comfortable. Even just getting to touch a soft pony dick was amazing.
But, sure enough, Lucas felt Cedar's long penis start to harden in his hand. It rose from dangling between his legs to point at the floor, to rising to nearly touch his belly. And it was getting bigger!
"It's getting massive!" Lucas exclaimed, in hushed tones, to Matty. The pony's cock had been big when soft, but hard it lengthened to nearly a foot, far bigger than any human endowment. Lucas kept touching it, amazed that the pony was letting him do this, amazed that he was really getting to stroke this huge equine penis.
Cedar flicked his tail but didn't move away as Lucas continued stroking his huge equine erection. Lucas couldn't stop looking at it, at how massive it looked there in his small hand. He squeezed the spongy head and touched the pink fleshy rod all over.
"Wanna make him come?" Matty's voice was breathy. Lucas looked over at his friend and found him teasing Billy's fully erect cock, which was just as huge as Cedar's. It was two-toned, black at the base then changing to pink halfway down.
"Yeah!" Lucas desperately wanted to see all that semen spurt out of the thick horse cock in his hand. His own little stiffy throbbed.
"Then watch." Matty cupped the flared head of Billy's penis in his left hand. His right he put around the base of the pony's erection, and squeezed. Lucas stared, open-mouthed, as the pony began to thrust into Matty's hand.
"You've done this before," Lucas accused. Matty was masturbating the pony like an expert.
Matty just laughed under his breath.
"Squeeze on every thrust," he instructed. Lucas watched, his own hand still playing with Cedar's massive long penis, desperately memorising the scene. The power of Billy's thrusts into Matty's hands was incredible.
Billy spread his forelegs further and bent his neck so his nose was nearly touching the ground as he thrust his huge equine penis into Matty's hands. Lucas held his breath, waiting, waiting -
A jet of thick pearly white semen shot out of the pony's huge flared cock and landed on the straw. Both Matty and Lucas gasped. Billy stopped thrusting, holding his body still and straining, his flanks quivering as another spurt of come flew out of his equine cock.
Lucas' eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed over Cedar's broad chestnut back, letting go of the pony's long pink erection to grasp his own much smaller one, shoved his hand between his legs to grab his twitching dick through his pyjama bottoms as he came again. He groaned helplessly as orgasm tore through his prepubescent body and left him shaking.
He stayed leaning against Cedar's side, panting, as his vision cleared. Billy was still pumping out thick spurts of come, though slower.
"Fuck," breathed Lucas. His legs were too weak to hold him without Cedar's support. He reached beneath the pony again and took hold of his penis just as Matty had demonstrated: left hand in front of the head, right hand around the base of the thick shaft.
Just like the grey before him, Cedar thrust into Lucas' grip so the flared head of his huge cock hit Matty's other hand. Lucas nearly fell back at the force of it, but stayed upright as Cedar withdrew and thrust again. He couldn't believe he had a pony thrusting into his hand. He was jacking off a pony!
Cedar thrust over and over and Lucas' head spun with heat and excitement. His whole body was hot and tingling and his willy was still stiff. The pony was fucking his hands with his huge equine cock and any minute now -
Cedar stopped dead, straining, his massive penis pulsing in Lucas' hands - and a jet of come spurted from the flared head and coated Lucas' whole left hand. Another shot out to land on the straw covering the floor of the barn. The pony's flanks heaved and his great body trembled as his huge balls emptied their semen. Each spurt of come was enormous, and it didn't stop. Lucas stared in awe as the huge flared cock in his hands pumped out spurt after spurt of thick white semen.
Shaking, Lucas put his left hand, covered in horse come, down his pyjama bottoms. He tugged furiously on his little stiffy, his other hand still wrapped around the base of the huge equine erection. He moaned as his head filled with static and his his cocklet pulsed like it was going to explode, and he had yet another dry orgasm that curled him forwards with the sheer force of unbearable pleasure racing round his prepubescent body.
He slumped over Cedar's broad back, wrung out. He let go of the pony's softening dick, still scarcely able to believe he'd just jacked off a pony. He peeked underneath Cedar and found thick ropes of shining semen striping the straw.
Matty caught his eye and grinned. Lucas grinned back shakily. They both knew what they were going to do on their next sleepover!