The old black horse carrier waddled down the road that afternoon and evening. A stop just East of Chicago Bob watched the driver and helper enter the White Castle burger place on Halsted Road. Bob remembered it well since he had passed this way with friends as he took pictures of the many train lines in that area. The smells of cooking food was everywhere. A shopping mall nearby offered many fine places to eat, of which Bob had sampled many. Now his thought of food only offer a treat of fresh cut have or some oats in a moldy cloth bag.
An hour later they entered the I-294 toll road for the long way around the South and West sides of Chicago. Bob watched sights from his high stance aboard the livestock van. The view being much better he felt happy being a tall horse.
As they moved to I-90 he saw the signs for Wisconsin and knew he was getting closer. The thoughts of seeing Lynn and his up and coming work as the prime stud got him into a sweat. The passion for food or mares always made his Belgian cock drop from the sheath like a rock. Then whether it was it's weight hanging or the cool breeze on sweaty flesh he became erect to the point of bursting.
Nothing else to do he would stand for an hour a time masterbating the member and spewing the horse semen over ground or his legs. The confines of the van left little air movement as the semen's odor recharged the sexual sense again and again till his balls ached from being over worked.
It was five in the morning when the van pulled down the long driveway to SunRise Farm. Jerking to a stop the driver lowered the ramp and helper and driver walked the massive beast to the ground.
Bob stood in all the muscled glory of a Belgian stallion in his prime. The words of Sir Lusious Natas DeVile' announcing his name and title started Bob listening about his future home.
"Morning men, said Lusious after announcing his long title and name. "I see this fellow is all that Frank Marquette said he was! Hmm sound leg bone, yes, good solid smooth muscle, a fine stance, a well set tail, sound teeth, and I see he is alert and questioning all movements about himself. Fine he's going to work out just fine." said Lusious as he paid the van's fee.
Reins in hand Lusious walked Bob into the long red and white clean and kept stable for stallions only. The van driver looked down the isle and shook his head at the many different breeds of stallion. Lusious stood by looking proud of his owned property and watching the driver and helper gawk.
"Sir I'm Richard Wiessies, I would love to work here if a position opens up!"
Lusious looked at the stocky youth and then at the driver.
"If you got a place for him it's OK!" said the driver. "He hired on for this trip only, has no family anymore and does odd jobs about town. Heck, he lives off the government most of the winter."
Lusious tied the reins to Bob on a ring at the main entrance to the stable. Walking over to the youth he squeezed his upper arm muscles and gave a soft punch toward his stomac. The boy never flenched and his stomac was solid muscle. "I think I have a place for you in mind if their is no problem working with Donkeys?" asked Lusious.
The boy looked straight into Lusious eyes and asked, "What's the pay scale?"
The driver looked at the boy with mouth open, as if he had spit at the offer.
Lusious smiled as he answered, "$9. per hour, room and board, a bonus or special perks when showing stamina in the workplace."
The boy smiled, "I accept, when do I start?"
"Now," Lusious said as he handed the boy a brush and pointed to the stable.
Bob watched all this and wondered about the boy working at a place that knew some of the horses had once been humans.
Standing all day in his 20 x 20 box stall Bob continued to masterbate as the smells of mares in heat wafted the breeze. He stood thinking of his work ahead and the delight in greeting all comers, but tonight he wanted a good sleep for the big day to come.