No man, or any wedded man could ever have had enjoyed a sexual fulfillment what Damon did experience, he having mounted and mated with Lulu some times during that long night. A sore cock and an equally stretched as sore mare vagina added relish to their memories of the previous evening together.
As morning came into the stables, a weary stud peeked an eye to look at his lover.
Damon rose to stand as a sleepy eyed and tongue hanging out stud pony. His getting up worked to arouse as well Frank and Charlie, they having heard the orgy happening inside the stall for Damon and Lulu, they began mental comments of congratulation.
When the stables groomsman entered the stable, he saw there the two ponies in one stall and he smiled.
"Two lovers worn to a frazzle, no doubt!
Well there Mr. Stud, my guess is you figured how it was done and done did her several times by the amount of semen dripping out of her, and the pink rash formed on your limp big cock."
The clipping of a rein to Lulu, as she was led first out the breeding stall, and put back inside her own stall. The groomsman got to work giving a healthy ration of barley, oats, and a half bottle of dark beer stirred into a mash, was given to Lulu to revitalize her for a day of walking in circles. The same mix was given to Damon for the same reason as a night of mating was fun, but there was work to get done.
"Huh, Lulu you never looked so satisfied, almost every mare gets their first mating session goes to an experienced stud, but that rouge fellow is a new as horny fellow. What a night you two enjoyed, I might suggest your stud be put to notice as for stud service, and make some money for the carnival from his wild desires."
Later that afternoon the four ponies were released to wander the corral and exchanged sniffing sessions of Lulu. She looked as at ease with three stallion in the corral, as if Lulu was contemplating her night of sexual actions. Damon was in about the same quandary, as he thought how he could introduce Lulu to his parents as if she and he could be married.
Suddenly there stood by Damon the groomsman with a jar of Bag Balm. "Easy big boy, I came to check that big tool of yours' as this stuff they issues on cow udders, it works great for issues like your cock has from last night." Damon turned his head to watch as the man knelt on one knee and began with a large glob of the minty green Bag Balm to applying it to his sheath and what was up inside.
The warm jelly and his touch was all the new to being a stallion pony needed to help arouse out the full length of that sore penis, as it stiffened to hang fully erect!
Damon the stallion pony began to make moaning sounds as he felt his greased cock feel soothed, it softened by the cleaning jelly, as two strong manly hands stroked the twenty-two inches of stallion cock to stiffen into a blown erection. As the cock swung erect, the groomsman worked a Q-tip swab to purse at the anterior open end of the cock. He was professionally probing for the dried pearl of semen what can collect in a small interior pocket at the very end to the pony penis.
"Don't mind me, just enjoy your cock as being erect," the groomsman said to try and sooth the stout stallion. He was working at the expected lump of congealed semen, as over any number of mountings a pearl of semen could slow or stop the urine and semen from escaping the pony. This equine hygienic practice was used at many stud farms for assuring the longevity of a breeding stallion of retaining his full ability to mount and mate mares.
Damon stood there and causally leaned at the groomsman, as the pony he was learned to actually enjoy his bestial nakedness. He had to date learned to ignore people when he had an urge to let go his bladder. Damon did like to show his male wears to pretty moms watching their children enjoying a pony ride, as his cock made the women stare and or lick their lips with a fantasy sort of anticipation.