Erin stood in awe of this new shaft of pleasure. He remembered the warm sit on the rocking horse's bare back. The shop owner's warning of not wearing anything till the salve dried and then he let that pony hide touch his salve covered skin.
Now the penalty for his lack of thought. The salve had somehow mixed Erin's skin with that of the pony's hide. "This is why I'm different!" exclaimed Erin. The shaft wavied in the air as he strode about feeling angry for his situation.
Erin turned and took his shower which helped the shaft shrink down to a much easier size to tuck in his shorts. Yet too his testicles had swelled even more due to the erection and he now had a full jockey pair of shorts.
Breakfast he felt the strain of the cloth covering his jewels and tool. Once the meal was done he was off for a walk by the sea to think.
The winter sun came out and warmed the beach as Erin walked. Out of the cold breeze the temp on the beach went into the 60's. Sweating and warm he laid out in the Sun as he slipped off to sleep.