Hercules woke up coated in an icy sweat, he felt like his chest was being crushed by a boa constrictor. Rosemary sighed softly in her sleep next to him.
He wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her tightly against him. She sleepily nestled her ass into the space between his stomach and thighs. He sighed, feeling a little better. Rosemary always made him feel better.
That first day they had met, he had wrapped his arms around her and had completely ignored his trainer, breeding her slowly. Each stroke, meaningful, and paired with deep loving kisses. Rather than using the bench he was ordered to use, he had lifted her and pressed her against the wall.
He ran his hands through her long straight hair, she whimpered and whined, but he maintained his rhythm and attention. She had finished twice before he filled her, and even after he had finished, he continued to fill her, until she finished a third time, her fluid dripping down their legs and mixing with his.
His trainer had been reluctant to allow him to go to the pairs barn, wanting him to be a high performer in sperm production and insemination, but the other trainer had insisted and brought it up to their supervisor, forcing him to comply.
When they arrived at the pair's barn, he was anxious. The older bulls snorted and glared at him, trying to establish pecking order, but Atlas had just been standing there, watching. He was immediately drawn to the bulls' confidence. Atlas didn't need to establish the pecking order, he just seemed to want to guard his cow.
Hercules then noticed Rosemary staring at the full figured heifer. She seemed entranced. It was that moment that he decided it was in both of their best interests to go make friends. He gently took Rosemary's hand, and pulled her over to meet the other pair.
Atlas saw his approach and had immediately stepped protectively in front of Bessie. Hercules was impressed by his calm but strong nature. He knew this moment was crucial. He sniffed the bull and stood waiting for his response.
Bessie beat Atlas to it though and kissed Rosemary on the cheek, Rosemary instantly had her in a passionate embrace. Hercules was amused by his cow's enthusiasm. Atlas smiled at them as well, and then looked back at Hercules. He softly licked his neck, causing Hercules to shudder a little. He quickly dropped to his knees.
Atlas had a large cock even for a bull. Hercules happily took it into his mouth, running his tongue along it, tasting the other bulls' sweat and soon his pleasure as well. Atlas had his hands wrapped in Hercules's hair. Hercules took this as a sign to ramp up the energy. He began massaging Atlas's cock with his lips, creating and releasing suction in perfect time. Atlas finished quickly and Hercules felt his own cock dripping as he swallowed the other bull's load.
At that moment he had become quite enamored with Atlas. It wasn't the same bone deep longing he felt for Rosemary, but it was still love. He was eager to see Atlas after yesterday's events. He was also curious, but unsettled, by Atlas's trainer.
Where had his trainer gone and what did Atlas's trainer have to do with it? He fell back asleep pondering those questions.
He woke again when Rosemary got up to go for her duties. It was a few minutes after she left that Atlas and his trainer showed up. Oddly, the trainer knocked. Hercules sat up, and sat on the edge of the bed. The trainer tentatively entered, with Atlas following. Atlas sat next to Hercules and Hercules nudged his cheek with his nose affectionately.
"Hey Hercules, I'm Mark, can I sit?" The trainer, Mark, asked gently.
Hercules scooched slightly towards Atlas to make space.
"Your trainer was fired yesterday." Mark said plainly.
Hercules choked a little and began coughing hard. Atlas gently patted and rubbed his back.
