Hung Like a Horse

Every summer, our family took a trip to visit our relatives on their farm. It was a trip that my sister and I looked forward to every year. For two weeks, we basically had the run of the land with little or no supervision. We got to explore all of the barns, watch the animals, and swim in the creek that flowed through the pasture. Usually there were other visiting kids to play with as well.

This year, my cousin Amber was visiting from New York City. It was her first trip out to the farm and it took her a while to get used to the fact that our here on the farm, there was no cell phones, no internet, and no cable TV to occupy her time. Depriving a teenage girl of these “necessities” of live could be devastating. It was actually my sister Sarah who convinced her that it was possible to survive for two weeks in this rural desert.

The next day, it was a very hot and sunny day. All three of us decided to cool off my going down to the creek for a swim. When we were stripping off our clothes to get to the suits underneath, I noticed that Amber was wearing a relatively skimpy pink bikini. Unlike the traditional one-piece suit that Becky was wearing, the bikini clearly looked like something designed more for sunbathing than for swimming. Whenever Amber would jump or splash, her tits would lurch, barely restrained by the thin piece of fabric trying their best to restrain them.

Did I mention that Amber was quite an attractive young thing? Maybe this trip can get even more interesting.

Becky must have noticed my interest in Amber since she murmured so only I could hear, “Aren’t you glad you’re wearing a loose pair of trunks, eh, Chad?”

After a few minutes, Amber got out of the water and sat down on a blanket on the shore. Maybe she realized her suit wasn’t all that safe for bounding about in the water. I saw that as an opportunity and sat down next to her.

“So, have you adjusted to life on the farm yet?” I asked Amber.

“Not really,” she sighed. “I mean, I guess the farm is kinda interesting, but I feel so out of touch with the real world.”

“We’ll keep you so busy showing you things around here that you won’t have time to think about the rest of the world,” I promised. “We can go see the animals over in the barn later. Then you can really understand the meaning of the phrase, ‘hung like a horse,’” I laughed.

At this comment, Amber turned about as pink as her bikini. I hadn’t counted on that strong of a reaction and hoped I hadn’t pushed things too far. Before I could change the topic to something safer, Amber quietly said, “It’s not just an expression?”

I chuckled; hoping to make it sound like it was no big deal. “No, it’s pretty literal. Why don’t we go down to the barn tonight and take a look?”

Suddenly, I hear Becky say from behind me, “That sounds like a good idea. Let’s all go. We can sit up in the hayloft and watch the animals come in without them disturbing us.”

I shot Becky an annoyed glance at her comment. So much for getting Amber alone for a while. I tried not to look disappointed as Amber asked, “So the animals won’t be able to bite us?”

“Nope, they’ll be on the ground floor. We can watch in safety,” Becky assured Amber.

That decided it for Amber. “Okay, after dinner?”

“That’s when a lot of them come back in from the pasture,” I said.

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“What was that all about?” I demanded as I burst into Becky’s room back at the farm?

“I was just trying to help you out, Chad,” Becky calmly answered, almost like she was trying to ignore me.

“How is inviting yourself on our private outing, ‘helping?’” I asked angrily.

“I know what you were trying to do and I know you want to fuck her, but in case you hadn’t noticed, she’s not like most of those easy girls you dated from school”, Becky explained patiently.

“Easy?” I asked.

“Yep. I know you’re good at getting the girls to spread their legs for you by the second date, but most of those chicks would give it to almost anyone who asked.”

“Well, I know you weren’t terribly patient with Andrew yourself,” I struck back. Practice was cancelled one day after school and I came home early. When I got home, instead of finding an empty house like I expected, I found Becky lying on her back on the living room couch and Andrew on top of her pushing his cock in and out of her pussy.

“I love the double standard you set between my exploits and yours,” huffed Becky. “Anyway, I don’t disapprove of your conquests – I said I was trying to help.”

“How?”

“I doubt Amber would have agreed to go with you alone, and if she did, it’s likely she’d bolt if you tried anything serious. If I’m there, I think she’ll be a little more relaxed.”

“Maybe…” I slowly said.

“Besides, she’s here for two more weeks, just like us. There should be plenty of time for your private rendezvous later.”

“I guess you’re right,” I sighed.

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After dinner, the three of us headed out to the barn and climbed up the ladder to the hayloft. Amber and Becky were chatting away as they found a spot near the edge of the loft. After looking around for a little while, Becky knelt down declaring, “Here we go. We can see from the pasture entrance all the way into the pens from here.”

Amber sat down next and I sat down so that Amber was between Becky and me. At first, there wasn’t much to see. For a while, there wasn’t much to see – we just looked at the cows milling about and the cats that live in the barn dodging in and out of cover.

Then I saw the event I was waiting for. A large stallion that I knew was visiting the farm slowly sauntered into the barn entrance. As it got closer, the angle to watch it got better and you could see its member hanging long and think from underneath its body. When Becky got a good view of it, she whispered something to Amber and pointed towards the horse. I could hear Amber give a sharp gasp. I glanced over at Amber and saw that her gaze was locked onto that horse. Her breathing was more rapid and I could see her breasts rise and fall under her shirt. “Wow…” she sighed quietly.

“First time seeing a horse’s cock?” I asked Amber quietly. Becky gave me a sharp glance at my comment but didn’t say anything. Amber’s gaze was still fixed on the horse. I’m not sure she even heard me anyway.

“How does it…” Amber asked as she glanced down to her lap.

Becky put her arm around Amber protectively as she reassured her, “It’s the right size for the horse. It does look impressive though.”

“If there were any mares around in the barn, you might get to see him use it,” I said, wondering what effect that sight would have on her.

A few moments passed by. “Are…” Amber started, uncertain if she should continue. Becky motioned her forward and Amber whispered the rest of the question in her ear.

“Yes, all horses have ones that large,” smiled Becky.

“No, I meant…” stammered Amber.

“Well, you’d have to ask Chad about that,” replied Becky. “Are you ‘hung like a horse?’” she asked me.

My cock is slightly above average, at least based on what I’ve seen in the gym locker room, but I’m not match for a horse of course. Putting on my best face, I say, “Well, I’m no match for a horse…”

At this point, Becky and Amber are sitting next to each other, turned to face across from me. I could see Amber’s gaze drop down towards my shorts and if you looked carefully, you could see the slight bulge where my hardening cock was showing.

Becky leaned close to Amber and asked, “Did you want to see his for comparison?”

I could tell by her reaction that her shyness was warring with her curiosity. Another reassuring caress from Becky was apparently all that was needed to make her feel secure enough to timidly say, “Okay.”

I undid the snap on my shorts and lowered the zipper. I reached in with one hand and pushed the waistband of my undies down and pulled my cock out over the top. It was quite hard at this point and the handling caused a small drop of liquid to appear at the tip. When I removed my hands, my cock was standing proudly at attention as I sat cross-legged on the floor.

Amber leaned forward slightly to get a better look. She seemed to be studying it carefully, noting the veins running up the side, seeing the large head at the top of the cock and how it twitched in time with my heartbeat. “What do you think,” I asked softly.

Amber sat straight back up as the question snapped her out of her reverie. She glanced back down into the barn and then back at my member and said, “Not as large.”

“Yes, but the right size for us girls,” Becky said. I noticed at this point that Becky seemed to be taking quite an interest in my cock as well. I found myself wondering how mine compared to Andrew’s.

Hoping that Amber would be caught up enough in the mood, I asked, “What about my turn?”

“Hmmm…” asked Amber.

“Well, you got to see me. Do I get to see you?” I asked hopefully.

Amber got that uncertain “deer in the headlights” look, but Becky quickly answered, “That only seems fair. We can let you see our tits. Okay, Amber?” Becky started to lift her shirt up towards her neck.

Amber still looked a little uncertain, but watched as Becky got her shirt bunched up under her neck, revealing a plain, white bra. Honestly, I had never really looked at my sister sexually before, not even when I walked in on her and Andrew (although that scene did make me realize that she wasn’t my “little sister” anymore) but I found this strip-tease quite exciting. Becky’s tits weren’t as large as Amber’s, but they had a nice shape to them.

As Becky reached behind her towards the clasp of her bra, she glanced over at Amber and repeated, “Okay?”

Amber definitely looked uncertain, but after seeing Becky exposing herself, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and slowly raised it up. As her shirt rose, Amber’s larger tits came into view. She was wearing a lacy bra that revealed quite a bit of cleavage on the top of her mounds. I definitely liked the view, although I tried not to stare. It helped that I could look back and forth between the two pairs on display.

At this point, Becky unsnapped the clasp and her bra fell free down her arms. Her perky tits hung free, suspended nicely on their own straight out from her chest. Right in the middle was a small, pointy nipple that hardened from exposure to the air. I found myself whistling appreciatively as Becky reached up, pushed the bottom of her tits up and together then let go so they would bounce back into place. She said, “Like what you see, Chad?”

As I started to say something about how beautiful she looked when Amber suddenly got up, her shirt falling back into place, and said, “I can’t do this,” as she rushed towards the steps leading down and out of the barn.

I watched her leave then turned back towards Becky. I watched as Becky put her bra back into place and covered up again. “I guess that’s a good start,” Becky said. “You might want to cover that back up before we head back inside,” she said, motioning at my cock that was still hanging out.

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That night in bed, I knew I had to give my cock some relief after all of the teasing it got during the day.