Date: Sat, 25 Apr 2009 21:08:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: das4200@yahoo.com
Subject: Companions Forever Part 1

Hello, this is das4200 again. I am going to try and write a fiction story
of my own idea and concept.  Hopefully it works out, support and criticism
helps always.

Disclaimer: Any relations to anyone in real life is completely
coincidental, story is of a teenage boy and male animals. If this offends
stop reading, if not then keep reading. I am of 18 years old.

Companions Forever Part 1

The rooster cry wakes me.

My name is Darryl James Little, but people just call me DJ. It is my 16th
birthday today, and I get to relax today, I'm free from my chores as a
present. You see as a farm brat I am at constant work, but I wake up every
morning with the same routine. I wake, do my exercises (200 push-ups, 200
crunches, 100 curls, and 10 minutes of jump rope, it's simple but
effective) and then I eat a hardy breakfast that I make myself because Papa
is in the fields already, then off to the fields, but not today, today is
all about me.

"Hey DJ!"

"Yes Papa?"

"Come downstairs, I got a surprise for you."

"Be right down!"

Wow, a present, this is a true surprise. I wonder what it is?  "So what is
the surprise Papa?"

"Well, it is a tradition in my family, the blood that you were born into to
receive a special present on their sixteenth birthday. For generations the
Little line has been given the same gift."

"Really? Why have I never heard of it? What is it Papa, the suspense is
killing me."

"Well, come outside and I will show you."

We started walking outside. What could it be was all that my mind could
think? It couldn't possibly be a car; we don't have the money for that.
What could it be?  "Come inside the barn and I'll show you, I know you are
dying to know."

He opened the barn and there inside was a sight that I did not expect to
see. Inside the barn was a young black horse. I was shocked; I didn't
expect this at all.

"Papa what is this?"

"Well young Darryl, this is a 3 month old black Arabian horse. It is our
family's tradition to receive an Arabian horse when we turn 16; it is our
rite of passage, our path into adulthood. He will be your companion
forever, he is yours to take care of, you will no longer work in the fields
with me, you will devote all your time tending to him for the next two
years until you leave from here, in which time you will take him with you
into the world. I will tell you more when you are ready. For now take care
of him, nurture him, and make sure he is loved."

"Papa, I don't know what to say? He is so beautiful, where did he come
from?"

"We have been using the same breeder for all our generations; he was bred
just for you."

"Thank you Papa, I love him."

I said this with a tear in my eye as I hugged him.

"Well I will let you name him and what not."

He left without my notice for I was staring in marvel at this wonderful
creature. How could I be so lucky? He was beautiful. I walked up to him and
grabbed his head lovingly. Stroking his forehead with my fingertips, his
breath was gentle on my arm; he stood at my waist at about 3 feet. He is so
young.

So pure, so innocent, I know, I will call him Snow. Even though he is
black, nothing has ever been so pure and beautiful.

"Snow, that is what I shall call you."

He looked up at me and that was the moment we knew we would never part.

Dear Diary, Date May 4th, 2009: Snow is growing slowly every day; I am
committed to doing everything for this horse. Papa made fun of my choice of
a name. He thought I would be cliche and pick something like beauty or
something, old fart. I brush him every day and wash him constantly, he is
so well tempered. Grandpa says that he will be old enough to train soon
when he is fully balanced. I can't wait for the future.

Dear Diary, Date August 23rd, 2009: Snow has learned so much. He can trot
and gallop on command, along with sitting down. I don't know how he learned
that so fast, he seems to copy me sometimes, it's so funny. He is so smart;
I wonder how much he actually understands. He is almost as tall as me now,
he is 8 months old now and gramps says he is almost done growing
substantially, he will apparently slowdown in growth from now on. I can't
wait to start riding him. Gramps says another two months and then it will
be safe.

Dear Diary, Date December 13th 2009: The snow is on the ground and Snow is
in my heart. He is so graceful and fast. He can jump fences and do barrel
runs with ease. Papa says that he could win competitions in the future. I
might just compete with him sometime. It would be fun, I'm so proud of him.


"Hey Papa, how are the fields coming along?"

"Great, now that the snow is gone."

"Yeah, I bet, so can I take Snow to town this week and enter a
competition?"

"Why so soon DJ?"

"He is a year old now and I want to give him a gift for his birthday, and
the best thing I can think of is to let him show off his skills and help us
out at the same time."

"Go in the barn and tend to him today, take him to competition tomorrow,
there is an all skills competition going on tomorrow, I already signed you
up."

"You are truly the best Papa. I love you."

I ran out to the barn to tell Snow.

"Snow, guess what, we are in a competition!  He just neighed in
excitement. He was so cute and adorable.

"We need to get you washed for the competition, oh and happy birthday Snow,
I love you."

I grabbed the bucket nearby and soaked up the sponge right next to it. The
suds were building up in the bucket after each scrub. Snow whinnied like
usual as I washed him. I moved down his mane, scrubbing his face carefully
with my hand, running down his back and scrubbing his legs. Now it's time
to scrub his sheath. Make sure it doesn't have any gunk in it and so my
Snow doesn't get a nasty infection.

What is this?! Snow's penis is dropping; this is the first time he's done
this when he isn't pissing.

"Snow, what is this? Why are you dropping?"

He just turned and snorted. My god he is so big. His dick is massive and it
isn't even hard. I'm amazed, I want to touch it. What's the worst that
could happen? I could just wash it for him. I crouched down and realized
his dick is much bigger than it looks it must be 13 inches and not even
hard yet, it just looked like a tube sock filled with water hanging from
his groin, and that's when I saw his balls, how I never noticed till now is
amazing, they were huge the size of softballs, so much to touch, I guess I
will just wash up and down his penis first.

I poured some soap in my hands and lathered them up. Ok, here it goes. Oh,
wow, it's so warm, and oh my god it is pulsing in my hands, it's growing,
it's actually growing in my hands, wow, it's huge.

Then Snow started humping, and so I gripped tighter, I almost lost my
footing but I held on tight and he kept thrusting harder in my hands, he
was stepping all over the place trying to stab the air with his massive
penis which by now must be 20 inches long. Then I noticed the head of his
penis flared to huge proportions, and then I cannon fired in and I was
gripping the barrel, his cum must have flown 2-3 feet and there was so much
of it, this was the first time he ever orgasmed. There was a puddle in a
line stemming from his cock.

"Oh My GOD Snow, that was amazing, why did you never do that before?"

His penis retreated back into his sheath with cum still dripping from his
tip. This is my companion forever as Papa said. I wonder what he meant by
that. He said he would tell me more later down the road. I wonder if there
is more to this tradition than he told me.

"I love you Snow."

I said this and kissed his forehead. And went inside to find out
more.......


Well this is part one, this one is more of a story than anything, slight
stuff in it but is meant for people who want to read a story also, not just
get off. Well message me with suggestion for other stories, other ideas,
das4200@yahoo.com. I love feedback it encourages me to write more stories.

I have never done stuff with a horse but my aunt breeds horse so I know
what I am talking about, you will not find unrealistic information in my
stories.