John stood by as Jarred continued to show off his ability. Moving from one cow to another he showed every techinque he knew for pleasing both cow and bull. John watch intense with his bullish lust building as he anticapated mounting his first cow.
After a couple of hours John could hold back no more. A slim black cow stood head down and grazing. John moved close, sniffed her rear and looked at Jarred who was taking his turn to watch John.
John snorted at the cows rump, giving a sharp draft across her sexy butt. John turned his head a moment to look at Jarred for encouragement and as he jumped up to mount the cow walked away. THUD, went John's front hooves as he came down on the ground.
His courage shaken, he walked over to a broad in the beam cow. This time he kept his bovine wits on the business at hand. In a jump he mounted her rump, forelegs splied over her hind quarters. Locked well upton his victim he found himself instantly erect and rock hard.
John wiggled his body forward and felt the end of his bull cock hit a wet spot. Pushing his pelvis forward he enter her cow's cunt. Stepping a half step closer the red shaft plunged into the warm depths. John sook his bull head as a shiver of new experiance ran through his muscular body.
Unlike Jarred who had enjoyed this action many times before, and made bovine love seem all but easy. John came quick to shot his load. Standing almost erect on his hind legs he thrust in and out with small pelvic moves. The pleasure of that moment was suddenly shattered.
John's lovely cow friend felt a need for refreshment and started to walk away. John not yet experianced in the art of cow fucking found her muscular vagina clamped down tight on his bull shaft. Seemingly stuck together John could do nothing but stroll along behind the cow.
John looked at Jarred for some help if possible. Yet as he turned to view his friend he saw Jarred looking as though he was laughing. Yes, laughing as if a normal bull could laugh, but Jarred was enjoying John's preDICament'.
The big old cow walked over to the water trough, her bull lover still hopelessly attached. The water cleared her throat and finally her head. She released the vagina spasm and her lover fell off her back.
John bellowed in a very bullish way as his stiff cock was ripped out of the cow's grasp. Falling off her and to one side he hit the ground with a heavy thud. Shaken he stood, pain in his cock felt like he tore it out by the roots. MOOOing in pain he stood head down and feeling every bit as he might throwup!
Jarred seeing his friend in discomfort came over to console him if possible. The two bulls place skull to skull and communicated.
"John you OK she gave you the worst ride I could imagine, thought Jarred!"
"I think my dic is broke, I hurt! Thought she was enjoying my mounting but then she grips my cock and drags me across the pasture, damn her!"
"John, remember we can rationalize and think about our actions. The cow there doesn't think she moves my need or lust. Sometimes they get mixed up and don't stop what their doing before they go do something else. Kinda reminds you of the stereotype blondes!"
John ached, and in a moment of weakness he Moooed again very loud.
"John don't do that, it's very easy to let your human self slip down the metal ladder and become the complete bull. A week from now you might be human and when talking a Mooo will come out now and then. Heck you might lose your thoughts so far as to become human and have the bovine mind. So think friend of what you do or learn to be a bull, cause that's what you will remain!"
John felt scared by Jarred's warning. He agreed to keep thinking and not move by instincts.
"Hey come on now John 'practice makes perfect' the teacher always said, I see a lot of friendly cows!"