Derrick touched the cow’s cunt driven by the powerful scent she was spreading. His somehow deformed right hand found the way into the moist hole, then sliding slowly in and out. This scent was arousing him very intensely and sent shockwaves through his body. His left hand began slowly stroking his shaft. He could feel that a real monster package had developped between his newly formed massive thighs but he did not dare to look down to his lower regions. Yet the feelings that came from down there were disturbing enough. He felt a bull’s long hot rod poking out of its sheath, more and more came out very slowly to a good twenty inches in length. He felt a heavy sheath dangling from his groin and long feeler hairs scratching his inner thighs. But what was most shocking were his tremendous balls that he could feel bouncing around, low hanging and sometimes touching the grass when he moved – they must have the size of oranges. He could feel precum spewing from his slim and pointed cockhead, seeding the ground. The mighty shaft made him desires to know the sensation of it buried deep and tight in this cow’s cunt. His mighty bullcock was yearning for release. Forgetting about his boyish doubts of a virgin teenager, he was rising up to start the ritual of mounting a cow. The swinging cow tail was a distracting bar and with the urge to mate nearing the climax without his shaft inserted, he reached a hand to move the tail and guide that shaft to its intended mark. He tried to rear up searching the vagina with his throbbing cock but was unable to direct his rod well enough to get in. Once, twice, tree times he tried but he was too inexperienced for his age but also had to struggle with his new hindlegs. Without effect he tried to hold back his ejaculation as he felt himself on the orgasm's edge, cum boiling from his large balls then a cum explosion blew free from his cock, gallons of cum splattering all around and a noisy moooo bellowed out of his throat. Some trembling followed shaking his heavily muscled body until after what seemed like hours he was able to cool down from his arousal. Another shiver ran through his muscles as he felt for the first time his softening bullcock slowly retreating up his bullish sheath.
When Derrick was able again to think quite clearly he saw a Bull kneeling next to him which he recognized by his bovine scent as the former boy who had matured into this hulking minotaur and who had greeted him some time ago. Once again he repeated the hoof touch to Derrick's head.
"Dont’t worry“, he said „you surely are too unexperienced. When I came to this place six months ago I also had problems to mate. But in time you will learn as minotaurs do from our community. I would like to be your teacher and my name is Kevin", he introduced himself.
And just like it was the custom to seal this newly formed friendship, Kevin’s glistening red shaft emerged from his sheath growing inch by inch towards Derrick’s snout. He startled from what was extending to his direction and felt dizziness from the horrible smell. What he saw for the first time must be the same monstrous equipment that he carries now on his own between his hairy massive thighs. Eyes wide open he stared in disgust – after all he was a teenager who didn’t want to seed cows and to practice minotaur gaysex for the rest of his life.