Chapter 16

Another nearly sleepless night and Casey cannot wait to spend another day for himself. Jessica was excited with the day’s events and they fucked almost throughout the whole night. This morning when he wakes up, the bed is cold and empty. It is a bit surprising because Casey knows that she got just as much sleep—or little—as he had. He begins wondering where she is at when a noise from the bathroom draws his attention. Of course she hasn’t gone anywhere but the bathroom!

No sooner is he chiding himself does the door open and his heart immediately skips a beat. He is standing there in all his naked glory with a raging erection. His gorgeous dark brown mane frames his face. Fuck, he is sexy! Casey is about to jump out of the bed and take the initiative, but Jessie is already heading toward the bed.

He looks at the man and a big smile grows on his face. “Well, good morning,” he says. “I understand you had one hell of a night fucking your girlfriend.”

Casey’s eyes cannot help but roam across his entire body. He can feel the horse watching him studying him. He looks back up to Jessie’s face. He doesn’t seem fazed in the least that he just got inspected. “It was pretty fun,” Casey says, trying to sound nonchalant and not at all succeeding.

“I can imagine,” Jessie says off-handedly.

Silence follows for a moment, Jessie looking down at Casey and Casey looking up at the horse. “I ... um ... about you...”

“Oh? What about me?” Jessie asks, eyes locked on the man, his cock pulsating a mere foot from Casey’s face.

“I ... I was ... uh...” he stammers.

“You’re cute when you’re nervous,” Jessie says with a smile.

“Uh, what?”

“I don’t have much time this morning,” Jessie says as if Casey hadn’t spoken a word. “But I can make just a little time this morning for you.”

Casey’s cock twitches beneath the sheets as Jessie’s hand goes down to his erection. The man’s mouth is watering. His heart is racing. His cock is trying to find its way out from beneath the blanket. The horse’s hand slowly strokes up and down the length of his throbbing prick.

Jessie speaks again in an airy kind of voice filled with certainty. “It’s only natural that you crave this.” Casey looks down at the raging member. “It’s best to do what comes naturally.”

“You sound like Jessica.”

“If I’m saying what she says, then that means you should follow the advice,” the horse prompts.

And Casey does listen. He throws off the covers and slips from the bed to the floor, right down onto his knees. He moves toward the object of his desire, but Jessie’s hand is suddenly on his chin, averting the man’s eyes to his.

“I don’t have much time,” Jessie says. “Bart is expecting me for a few tasks this morning. I can’t let you have your treat early, but I will let you kiss it.”

“Kiss it?” Casey repeats, his eyes pleading.

“Yes, you can kiss it,” the horse confirms. “Just the tip though.”

The man inwardly groans, but he is going to take what he can get. He looks down at the cock and watches as a drop of precum slides from the end. He leans in slowly, his lips slightly puckered. Closing his eyes, Casey feels his lips touch the tip. He takes his time with a nice, long kiss and feels the precum smear across his lips. Then finally, he pulls back with a light pop and licks his lips, tasting the sweet nectar. He looks back up at Jessie, and the horse has a look of intense longing as he watching the man’s mouth muscle lick up his precum.

“Maybe there is time for another kiss,” Jessie says, reflecting outwardly what Casey is feeling inwardly.

And the man moves his lips back to the prick. He starts to kiss it again, but this time he makes sure to use his tongue and lick around the head. He can hear the horse neigh and moan snort quietly as he reaches the sensitive underside. Casey keeps kissing in between licking, doing his best to slurp up as much sweet, delicious precum as he can. It isn’t easy because every so often the cock jumps from the stimulation and another small bead of precum leaks out. Casey immediately licks it up, smearing it around his tongue and Jessie’s member.

Suddenly, he feels the horse pull away from his face. He tries to follow, but he cannot without falling over. “That’s enough for this morning.” Casey almost starts to beg. “Bart will be angry if I’m not on time to do my job.”

The man watches as the horse walks to the door and disappear through the portal. As soon as the door closes, he is up on his feet and heading from a window. He reaches it just in time to seen Jessie the way he first saw the horse the day he met him and slipping into the stable. A few seconds later he sees Bart coming around the corner, heading for the door.

Casey returns to the bed and slumps down on it. Right about now he wishes Jessica were here. Where the hell is she? With a heavy sigh, he gets up and walks toward the bathroom. A cold shower will put him at ease.

The afternoon comes pretty quickly despite his eagerness to see Jessie again. He talked to Rosemary and learned that Jessica left early this morning with Susie to do some riding. Brandy was gone with them, and for a moment he was afraid that Jessie would be too. Then he realized that the women had left early. Plus Rosemary confirmed that Jessie was still here. Bart had the horse ready for Casey to take on a ride.

Casey, by this point, is excited, anxious and ridiculously aroused, all at the same time. His is walking toward the stable in a daze of disbelief in what is going on. He cannot believe that he is at this point in his life. He could have gone his entire life without ever knowing what it was like to do the things he has. He could have spent his whole life wondering and craving. But now, he has gotten to experience it, and it’s all because of his wonderful girlfriend. Deep down he knows it is right. Fuck society. He reaches the door to the stable, his cock starting to get hard in his pants the closer he gets.

“Ah, the city slicker is finally har,” Bart says cheerily. “I think ol’ Jessie here is eager to see ya. I think ya should visit the waterfall at tha lake on tha eastern half of the property.”

“There’s a waterfall?” Casey asks, astonished. “I’d love to take Jessica there.”

“The lasses are still out,” Bart quickly says. “Don’t ya get all worried, Jessie har will take ya thar.”

Without time to argue, Casey mounts his ride and heads out, Jessie indeed leading the way. It takes a little time to get out to that part of the ranch and the waterfall. The whole time is silent with Casey in his thoughts between what will happen today, reflections of his life and all he has missed out on up to this point and just how big this damn place seems to be.

Eventually Jessie stops and snort. Casey dismounts. As soon as his feet hit the ground, Jessie takes off in a sudden gallop. The man stands there for a moment, mouth agape. The minutes seem to just tick off, and he is about to give up any hopes he has when suddenly Jessie reappears in his humanlike appearance.

“Had you fooled, didn’t I?” he asks. Casey feels his face redden and he simply nods. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist.”

Even through the embarrassment of the possibility of missing out is clearly evident on his face Casey feels his cock tenting in his jeans. Jessie walks past him, his cock swaying lazily with each step. The man turns to follow, and wordlessly follows down the path. The sound of flowing water becomes louder and louder as they progress closer and closer to the falls. Eventually the path ends. A small grotto appears.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Jessie asks. It is, and all Casey can do is simply nod. “This is a nice little place to enjoy ourselves, where we can really get to do the things we want.” He steps away toward a set of flat rocks. They look almost too unnatural to be natural. For Casey they look like they were purposefully stacked to act sort of like a sofa, though he can see no clear evidence they have ever been moved there. Jessie sits down, sideways, facing the man.

Casey takes a seat and marvels at how casual the horse is, how much their similarities are and yet so different from each other. “So what exactly do we want to enjoy?” he asks timidly.

Jessie smiles at the man. “I guess it is only right that you know what we’re going to get into.”

Casey’s heart stops and then jumps in his throat. “Okay ... what do you mean?” He tries to suppress his immediate nervousness, but his voice betrays him.

“Oh Casey, you’re absolutely adorable when you’re nervous. You know, Jessica told me that is what attracted her to you when you first met.”

“She said that?” he asks.

Jessie nods and then says, “But that doesn’t matter right now. You have to expand what we have done before you can get back to her and go home to start a new path in your lives.”

“What do you mean?” he asks, watching the horse’s hand travel down ward, grazing across a nipple and down over his taut belly to rest on his thigh, mere inches from the pulsating prick standing endlessly at attention like a flagpole.

“I think both you and Jessica want something less ... typical in your relationship and marriage. Do you think you can handle that?”

Casey looks from cock to face, confused for a moment. He never took into account that Jessica may want this to carry on as it has here. He didn’t take into account that their relationship could blossom beyond this while incorporating everything that has already happened. His eyes drop back to the cock. His mouth is watering. His own cock is aching. His head is spinning. A week ago he came to this place not sure what it was about or how it was going to help him. He is barely over the fact that Jessica seems to know him better than he does himself. This is all a long therapy session to open him up and live for the future in a better way than he had planned even for himself. His heart jumps at the thought that comes to his mind. Jessica has been happy with him. She has endured living poor just to be with him. She has suppressed her own desires for him. She has helped him open himself up in ways that go completely against society but align with instinct. It means being able to make her smile. It opens the door to learning more about her and himself. It means to feel her touch and enjoy immense pleasure beyond comprehension. And it means...

Casey realizes that Jessie’s cock seems to be even harder that before and is now really throbbing. He sees the horse flex it and a drop of precum appears at the tip. ‘Do you think you want to expand your horizons?”

Casey looks in the horse’s eyes. His mind is made up. “Yes.”