When I awaken a some time later I realize that there is something that I wanted to do but what? Random images float through my mind...dust...orgasms...a mare...wanting to be something else? I'm confused, but not for long. I find myself pushing out from my furry sheath stroked and teased by insistant fingers. As I slip free of my surrounding sheath, I can feel the cool night air caressing me. But it is the warm soft fingers, and hot wet tongue gilding up and down my lenght that truely hold my attention. In the dim light of the darkened stall, I can see the oily face of a young man. He's the one touching and licking me, above I can feel Chuck trembling in delight. It's so confusing whats this lad doing? Why is he here crouching in this dark stall under a stallion. Suddenly I understand this young man was here to sexually pleasure the stallion. It was his kink, he got off on servicing animals!