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I Remember Mike

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I asked for and recieved a jar of ointment which to this day I regret ever buying. The man in the Ointment Shop was very considerate and with excellent knowledge of the shop found the perfect jat for me.

The memory of growing up in a rural part of Michigan reminded me of ole' Mike. My very good friend Mike lived at a pony farm owned by a nice gentleman.

The prime Shetland stallion Mike had spent several fine years as a stud even before we became friends. It was a lonesome fall evening when while walking the housing plat I stumbled on the McHennie Farm.

I was taken to this great looking dappled gray stallion as he stood inches from the pasture gate. A long jet black pony penis swung below the animal as he watched his harem graze. It was then I hand my enjoyment of touching such a rock hard animal cock.

Mike was engrosed with the scent of five mares grazing just ten yards away. As I toyed with his member he began to raise and bump the hairy belly. I watched as the massive rod would swing back and then rise again to a very erect status.

This wonderful sight continued till he spewed a load of pony semen onto his forelegs and hoofs. Then and only then did he notice me and turn with a very kind disposition to nickker at me!

As I petted him he sauntered back to the barnyard and into the stable itself. The foolish boy that I was followed the pony with sexual intent to touch him even more. Surprised I was when once inside the barn I witnessed the owner of the farm talk to Mike. The conversation seemed from where I stood to be mutual as if both animal and man comprehended the other's words.

It was when the man said those fated words I remember to this very day. "Mike, my young friend it was a great day when you came looking for work on my farm. I'm sure that your sexual pleasures as the stud outweigh's the loss of your human self and the ignorant life that was your's!"

Was it true, was Mike a changed person? In minutes later I was to learn the facts of his change and to this day my longing to join him as a stallion.

The salve I rub on my body is with fond hope the way to live my utmost dream.


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