I visited Roger at his family's place, a farm down in eastern Tennessee. His mom was off in Europe someplace but his dad was there and he was extremely nice. We stayed in a guest room that had two beds. Roger and I had never had sex, though I think both of us were more than willing. Anyway we slept great the first night, the windows open, crickets singing up a storm, cool night air coming in and maybe a screech owl in the distance.
I woke up at about dawn, 6 AM, and Roger soon after. We went down to breakfast which his dad was fixing - sausage and scrambled fresh eggs (with chives and tabasco) and toast and butter and homemade jam. Yum! It was wonderful and we took our time.
I helped with the dishes. His dad said he had to do some business in town. So Roger said, "Let's go out to the barn and see the horses and goats." That sounded fine to me. The barn was mostly full of hay and there were some horse stalls and it smelled horsey and warm and it was really good. As it happened there was a little pavilion in the middle of the barn and there were two horses in there, a stallion and mare, and there were some of the hired men watching them.
The mare was in heat and they were supposed to breed. The stallion sniffed her rear end, wrinkling up his nose, and he was definitely getting the idea. His penis was reeled out and dangling beneath him. It was a good two feet long and thick as my wrist, mostly black with mottled pink and a kind of knob on the head of it. I couldn't take my eyes off it. I couldn't help imagining what it might feel like to grab hold of it, though I am sure the stallion would have kicked or something. He was a big horse, a sleek dark brown coat and a white star in his forehead. It's hard to see where a stallion puts his penis when it's not dangling out or erect - but being a running animal, I can see why it would be bad to have it out all the time.
Anyway, the stallion kept going up behind the mare. She was standing very still, rock still, not trying to move away at all. Pretty soon he got up on his hind legs and put his front legs over her back. She was still standing very still, kind of bracing herself against him. It looked to me like she knew what was going to happen and she wanted it to happen. I could see her vaginal opening and it looked like it was wet.
The stallion started pointing his penis at her and now it was even bigger and longer and quite hard, though bent from its own weight. He was trying to get it in her. It went off to the side. She lifted her tail a little and that helped. Finally he guided it into the right place. It went in a few inches. I was fascinated by the size of it. Big and mottled black and pink, veiny, very fleshy looking, and when he pulled it out a little ways it was wet with lubrication from her vagina. Oh my god, it was the most fascinating thing, the size of it.
The hired men were just riveted looking at it and Roger was too and licked his lips, and some of the hired men stole a glance at me to see what I thought about it. But I wouldn't glance back, just leaned on the railing and tried to look nonchalant like I saw this every day.
Then stallion got more into it and pushed his penis farther into the mare - a whole foot of it at least, sliding in. He pulled out some and snorted and gently bit the mare's mane. She seemed to be liking it, or at least not trying at all to move away, maybe even backing up against him a bit. He went in again, this time almost all the way, sliding in as smooth as silk, then pulling out again with his penis completely wet with her secretion. Then he started pushing it in and out all the way, really humping her and thrusting with his big haunch muscles. His huge penis was going in and out like a piston. He would take a little rest, let it all the way out - it was fully erect and stood up at an angle - then he went in again and again.