Chapter 44: The Fair Competition

[So much demonstrating was required pre show time for an interested public because of the pre fair publicity]

It was Saturday, show time at the Fair. I was very nervous. I hadn’t made love to anybody since Thursday night and that left me edgy and feeling plumb over full with building gizem cache. My balls vacillated tepid to hot like a warning. Oddly I had a sense of backed up plumbing as if the gizem was piling up behind me, beyond my anus forever and during the evening milking on Thursday the four sister nymphs were not very pleased when I told them that there would be “No gizem tonight”.

I had orders to abstain. “Lois said so.” “I am concerned we can’t get what we need because of some country fair,” said Fern. “It’s the County Fair,” I reminded. “And I don’t blame you for being upset because it’s all the son’s fault.” “Well, that only means you are going to have fuck us twice as much,” said Siza. “Maybe three times as much and I hope that you are up to it! As soon as that Fair is over get ready. Your penis isn’t going to see any daylight for a while.”

“I know that I’m just full of myself, and frankly too full of unspent gizem, in not admitting I’m scared at the prospects of public fucking for crowds of fairgoers, in front the world. And I’ve heard through the grape vine talk I’m being promoted in the fair’s advertising as an amazing breeder, a two legged must see in action. Apparently the TV networks have picked it up and there will be fairgoers coming from all over to see me ejaculate. Really?

“Fuck me! I’m worried. I thought that this Fair thing was also your idea too?”

“Here,” said Siza. She took hold of my penis as she turned around and immersed it into herself with a sudden thrust. “Pretend like I’m a fair goer.” She really put the squeeze on me and started cooing like she it was a first time. “Oh, mister, your penis is SO big. Can we walk around, maybe ride the Roller Coaster and still keep doing this all day?” “In the same car?” I teased her. “We should have a kissing booth at the fair with a hole in the front where he puts his erection through and passers-by could try it out,” said Fern.

Siza kept squeezing me and I was ready to squirt within moments with my old fetish imagining us fucking in public. So I just pulled out and pointed my erection down the parlor walkway and let everybody have it. “There,” I commented as I fought blacking out hanging on to the stanchion pipes. Siza started complaining about our disconnect so I shoved back into her for the remainder of the orgasm. She quieted down. It still squirted out. And I had a vagina to help hold me up while the fainting spell lasted.

How I loved fucking them and I felt guilty for letting them all get sprayed with gizem but they seemed to enjoy it.

Pool chimed in, “If you do that to the fairgoers at the kissing booth I’m gonna go. I have to see that. You could clear the whole promenade with one blast of a really good one. Maybe the fire department would hire you to slime out a chemical blaze.” “Maybe I could glaze all the donuts at once,” I added. “Maybe you could grease all the skids on the roller coaster in one shot,” said Pool. “Maybe I could fill balloons with gizem and have a big gizem balloon battle instead of a water balloons.” “Maybe we could have a benefit car wash with you hosing gizem all over,” chimed in Siza. “Maybe you could just shut up and fuck me,” glowered Fern. “Maybe I could just do this to all the fairgoers since I’m the safe fuck.” Siza put a lip lock on me and I shut up until she let me go. “And imagine how clean things would get.”

[Drawing attention as we spent time around the dairy, lois doing final grooming on me, lots of lotion, gizem and remedial work in my anus as lilly surprised her sneaking up with some nice cunnilingus]

Lois came back on Friday. She did more of the finishing touches on grooming me up for the judging. We couldn’t fuck anymore because of the time proximity to the show but Lilly had shown her a pretty good time with some female on female loving to share. Lois was such a good sport. And she was such a willing student for Lilly. I thought Lilly was a bit smitten with her as she gave her tongue a work out for Lois’s pleasure. Yes, they’d even shared sex while Lois was working on me, she working on me without her pants on and Lilly generously imbibing in her vagina making it hard for Lois to concentrate.

[And here, similar circumstances, Lois volunteers to use herself to go through the Fair breeder certification process with a judge present. By now she’s quite comfortable fucking me in public]

That seemed so hot to me and just made me more horny, what had to have been quite a sight had some unsuspecting by-stander passed by. Our group made quite a lot of noise.

I begged Lois that I was going crazy with pressure building to fuck something. “These goddesses have made me exactly what they want and I have to fuck or I’m afraid I’ll go crazy or explode or something,” I begged. Lois looked at me as if she understood although I thought she hardly could have possibly. She just thought for a bit and relented with, “Okay. If you are seriously in trouble you can fuck me.” I stared at her for moments and then I kissed her. “Oh, THANK YOU!! I’m asking too much but thank you!”

Lilly had already juiced her up and she kept her top on as if she was just doing her duty as a groomer, a little servicing allowed.

“I’ll keep working while I bend over and you just go ahead but don’t hurt me.” “Of course I wouldn’t hurt you. I just need to get some gizem expelled and I’m sure it will be some really giant ejaculations I can aim out there some where but I’ll give you the minor surges so you get to have some fun too. Okay?”

Lois worked her materials on the table set up and I juiced her by crouching behind. My long tongue showed her a great time as evidenced by her groaning. I laughed around my deep planted tasting probe because I was obviously disrupting her concentration. I did my very best.

Amazingly, almost as soon as I put my penis into her slowly I was ready to go off. Probably because I’d not fucked frequently enough I was already blacking out. I pulled back and turned to the side as we stood out by the loading dock and I blasted shots clearing the highway and hit the trail to the house. Never before had I seen or experienced an orgasm that huge. “Holy SHIT! I gasped trying to get my consciousness back hurriedly. “Hmmmm?,” responded Lois.

“You didn’t even notice?,” I asked her. “Well you barely did me and I was busy mixing up some medications.” I just pondered, amazed, that Lois didn’t see my biggest-biggest ever ejaculation. “Oh well, can I do you again PLEASE?”

[Lois, such a pro livestock handler, even letting me fuck her when i needed it most -- she was a god send and we discovered that fucking me with the remedial hose up my butt enhanced the positive medication effect in a hurry. what a great thing that was]

So I just did her a few more times with better control each try but it was obvious that I did have a terrible big cache of gizem built up from lack of fucking and I learned something important. As Lois kept working at her table I kept fucking and going off to shoot over the highway, which was really pretty fun, and I let her have the post minor surges which she did appreciate and yet her work kept her busy and attentive with an occasional sigh. I don’t know how many times I fucked her but she never got upset and she also didn’t get lost in the fucking either. She was so professional.

Finally I felt as though things were more normal and I wasn’t crazed with needing to fuck anymore. “Phew ... thank you Lois! That is so much better. You can’t imagine how much that helped. I’ll clean you up if you’ll just stay put for a few more moments.” Then I noted she was staring at the highway gate and I’d not noticed that all the gizem I had shot over the highway was causing some passers by to stop and study the mess left. It looked very odd to have all that accumulation on a beautiful summer day. So I just stood very still and acted like livestock and hoped nobody had actually seen me go off. “Quick Lois. Pull your pants up.” She did, gizem and all.

Lois would do the last groom going-over the morning of, and this was it. We had to load up and head for the fair grounds and luckily it was going to be a beautiful day again. If I had to ride on the back of a flatbed truck it would be a nice ride although the son as usual would be driving and speeding like crazy.

Friday, the night before, the nymphs were full of ideas to help me along with something I’d not done before, ever. I was going to be shown as a prize breeding animal from a local dairy. I was going to be livestock naked in front of mass public; I was going to expose my enormous penis and balls to the world; I was going to be demonstrated by Lilly to the public with her arm up my ass; I was possibly, not known for sure yet, going to be ejaculated in front of a crowd and not even sure if I might be fucking, or I should say servicing something for demonstration exposition. Again, I was nervous and whom might I be fucking?

I was supposed to be ever so careful with myself since Lois had perfected my appearance. I was a shiny show boy livestock critter and my penis looked amazing, just unreal, so soft and huge. In fact since Lois had learned the advantages of Happy-mess gizem as a body lotion, conditioner and cleanser, even great to eat vitality, I was doused with the stuff over and over again because it rather quickly evaporated, disappeared and just left me so soft all over. And of course there was no end of supply from my penis. So she launched me to the truck with a sheen overall, took some from my penis discharge for herself and did her hands as she headed for her car as well.

I would wear my glasses to the fair grounds but would have to surrender them for the judging. Breeding critters were not supposed to wear glasses, actually. I was supposed to keep quiet and not talk because livestock weren’t supposed to talk. It was going to be hard not to talk because I wanted to see if I could get some action from any willing beautiful ladies who might like to feel my penis and try it out. That was bull. I was a person in that regard, a boy ego, an ego maniac postulate, but the truth is I was just shy, as always. I only dreamed of being so bold.

The son drove up with the flatbed and signaled for me to get in the back with a calf, cow and a pig. There were a couple of bales of hay loose laying on the bed and that would mostly blow out of the truck on the way. Lois would be a bit concerned I was going to be out in the wind but the son was insistent and he’d tell her she would have time to rework me at the fair grounds because he wanted the public to be able to see me out in the open as he drove around displaying his livestock behind his new advertising banners on the side boards. He was in the sire servicing business but it didn’t say what he intended to service. I bet he was just feeling out prospects and knowing him he would like to feel up some of the prospects himself. That kind of idea always lurked in the back of his mind and he wanted me among the fair goers so they could possibly have a grope or two.

I hung on to the side rails and away we went with the son as usual driving like a maniac. Just as we left through the gate Lois was just getting things loaded into her vehicle and she was pretty displeased to see me standing in the back of the open truck in the wind. I waved and smiled at her as the truck sped away. I saw her quick jump in her car and head down the road after us.

On the way a couple of cars pulled on to the highway between the flatbed and Lois’s car. One guy was riding our tail pretty close, seemed erratic, a real ass so I got up off the bale and moved clear to the back of the bed and hung on to the side board while I swung my penis back and forth in the wind. That certainly wasn’t a shy person’s response but this was show day. I laughed and imagined my penis motion hypnotizing them like a hypnotist using, swinging his railroad watch in the old days. “Watch the magic pee pee and repeat after me.”

The driver’s wife was in the car and she started laughing as I flaunted myself in front of him. He got mad, really sour looking as I got more erect and turned sideways to show them how long it was growing. She was saying something to him while she pointed at me and he barked a few words back at her. I stood sideways the other way and bent back slightly to point at my ass brand. By this time my stroking started to cause a little ejaculation and it was flicking back on their windshield so he started his wipers which only made a huge mess and backed his car off a ways as I pulled my penis straight out, wagged it some more until it really made a spurt. He’d turned off the windshield wipers in a panic and now a huge squirt landed covering his wife’s side of the windshield. That really made a mess, a Happy-mess! But I knew Lois would be mad if she saw me messing with myself and finally the person behind them passed because the mad guy was now going slow to stay back away from our truck and was having a hard time seeing out. GAWD, that was funny.

I bet he didn’t want his wife to badger him about his crummy little penis and I really wanted to do a little more ejaculation on his windshield.

I remembered church and how funny that was when people started using their windshield wipers. Although, if given a chance, the gizem would evaporate and leave the windshield sparkling clean but who has that kind of time when they are doing 60 down a bumpy road.

The lady who passed him was driving a pickup truck and she had livestock in the back of her rig. She was probably heading to the Fair too. She smiled at me while I stood there in the wind with my erection sticking out. Laughing, she was gesturing like she wanted to put my penis in her mouth. Oh my. I kept stroking it slowly for her and we were both giggling. I wondered if she would come around by our stall at the livestock barn. She was a character for sure. I continued playing with my appendage and making sign language to her, thrusting my middle forward as if I was doing somebody. She pointed to the pig in the back with me and I shook my head, NO-NO-NO, and smiled - laughed. I mouthed the words, “There’s no way I’m fucking a pig.”

She passed us when she got the chance, gestured a kiss blown my way as she shot around our truck. She was in somewhat a bigger hurry I suppose, driving even faster than the son. The mad guy had turned the corner some ways back and Lois finally caught up with us. She and I started playing word games with each other by mouthing and guessing what the other was saying. You can imagine what the subject was about after she’d experienced my loving and I’d experienced hers. As I stood there my penis was sticking out rising above horizontal. I didn’t pull on it because I knew she wouldn’t want me to so I just bounced up and down to feel the wind blowing around my hard-on and was wary of my location close to the edge of the bed. I turned and bent over giving her a B.A.

Just beyond were the fair grounds and we were headed for the livestock barn where I would be stalled. The son waved “HI” to a lot of people because the dairy family was so well known and this was a big annual gathering. Many who had waved pointed at me when the truck moved by. Others looked a little shocked and I supposed the word on the street had not yet warned everyone about my experience in front of church. I stood still and didn’t try to be a smart ass, stopped waving my penis at anybody and tried to act like a dumb livestock animal even though I still had a taut erection.

Over at the proper livestock barn he pulled up, parked, got out and came around to tell me to get off and follow him. People were milling and really took notice not only of naked me but the fact that I seemed to understand English. Their eyes followed especially after the size of my erection became noted, brand burn and tattooed head oddly like livestock and yet I was human, two legs and wore glasses. Lois pulled up just after us and she came over in a hurry to look me over, to see if the wind had messed me up too much. Apparently I looked somewhat okay and she grabbed me by the penis to lead me and that gathered more attention.

I wasn’t too much the worse for wear. So Lois and I started into the barn to find our stall after she took my glasses and put them away. Some people followed poking at others to get their attention and pointing at us.

There were plenty of looks at Lois as she led me by my penis. Many seemed pleased to see us or knew Lois plus really seemed curious about her new branded and tattooed livestock. I’d told her she better tow me along by my handle like Lilly always did, acting the part of trainer. She wasn’t, now, the least bit reluctant to do that.

She was certainly well acquainted with my erection. It would help make me more comfortable if she held my penis because it was what I was used to and I was getting very nervous.

“Okay,” she said, grabbed me and started leading me along as I got my tow- able hard-on set to help steer things. She looked back at me and waved her other hand fanning herself. She was mimicking getting horny with my throbbing erection in her hand. I smiled and tried not to laugh out loud but noticed all the concerned glances down at Lois’s grip as we passed by fairgoers.

We moved through the tightening crowd in the livestock barn to the dairy’s assigned stall. First, as we walked along, people would look at her, so cute, and then they would look at me using a sudden different composure. I wasn’t sure if I was sensing some disdain or I just didn’t understand how people usually looked at livestock. Then, finally, most would again catch that glimpse of Lois’s grip on my growing erection and that would be over the top astonishment. Oddly eyes would first look down at her hand and then slowly rise to look me in the face, then quickly away. I couldn’t be sure just what they were thinking. With women I would think, “How’d you like to fuck me?” One woman actually smiled and no way could she read my mind like Lilly. And yet I sure wished I could talk.

There was a lot of obvious disbelief. Some would even turn and move away from us after seeing that. It was as if they’d seen a dangerous snake or something. I wondered if the word was out about my explosive ejaculations.

The stall had clean hay in it, tall slats standing and no chair to sit. The son said he was going to unload the other animals and be back, not to go anywhere, stay put. So Lois immediately started to work on me again, out in front of the stall, amongst the passing people, doing the final perfection inspection in the center aisle as the crowd strolled around giving me long and curious looks.

The judging would start at noon and there was lots of time to work on my appearance.

[This she did to me out behind the barn many times preciously]

First Lois dabbed a swab into some medication and that penis growth stimulant. Then she began twisting, inserting it down into the tip of my erection and that of course was just as weird feeling as the first time she did it.

My erection really was stimulated whatever that stuff was and I moaned with the spikes of arousal sending themselves through me electrically. Onlookers were astonished to see what Lois was doing as I quivered. She surely didn’t know just how that felt, no way to tell her. I wasn’t allowed to talk. It didn’t exactly hurt and with just a glance aside passers-by would suddenly realize it was my penis she was doing that to.

She didn’t pay attention to their surprise as she worked that thing in and out stopping to apply more stimulant. Then finally when it was at depth she left it in and told me to bend over because she wanted to work one last time on my anus in hopes of fixing it, if not permanently at least temporary. She immediately started shoving her fingers in me after gobbing on lots of cow balm.

And as far as the rest of me I looked pretty good; even I thought so.

I bent over and grabbed my ankles for as long as she needed me to with my butt sticking out into the walkway. I was trying hard to make her work go easy so I worked on keeping calm amongst all the people walking touching close.

People gave Lois a wide birth to work when they saw my anus pushed into clear up to her wrist. And the stream of onlookers noted my brand burn and my ass hole very obvious. Most appeared shocked at first sight. And then the realization hit. Lois was working her hend around in my rectum without delay, lots of creamy balm ready, reaching in further and further. My penis and balls hung way down and that added to the astonishing view that caught many by surprise. There were numerous double takes and when Lois pulled my penis back through between my legs to work on it the lotion was stroked on, even more shocking for some. Of course my penis was erect with all that stimulant still working and she had to really tug on it to keep it from springing forward hitting my stomach. That happened repeatedly and was pretty comical while I wondered if that swab was still stuck in most of the way.

Lilly showed up and she looked beautiful. Apparently Lois had groomed Lilly for the show too. She had a pair of pants that had no holes in them although they certainly rode low on her hips, as usual. She had on a clean top, still looked outrageously gorgeous and sexy. I thought Lois had probably even put makeup on her. I told her she was just beautiful and she seemed to be very comfortable with her looks. She should have been. She was going to drive men nuts, probably the first real supernatural goddess most of them had ever seen.

Other farmers were very curious about me and my condition as Lois was working the cream into my anus, one, two, three fingers, her hands full with creamy stuff before her whole hand slipped in. Nervously she explained her work while using her natural hand gestures in conversation to answer their questions. I didn’t care, really, but I kinda hoped there wouldn’t be too many gathering to look at my ass hole getting juiced up and stretched. It wasn’t that it may have been over the top shocking to see an arm protruding from my rectum. I just, still, had that old sense of shame in having the public examining me from behind. And I’d leaned up a bit because all my blood was going to my head and it hurt. So I was standing up straighter while pushing my butt toward her, now face to face with farmers and other wide eyed fair goers who stared into my eyes between looks at my penis.

Stroking continued, gobs of lotion, gathering more interest, she was too busy to pay very close attention to the gathering crowd. Hand in my anus, now up beyond her wrist and getting even more astonished looks, passersby were not understanding what she was doing or why I wasn’t more upset being a butt puppet. They had never seen a thing like that before. Only farmers were used to seeing vets immerse their arms into cow vaginas. She, without intending, was making my erection do tricks like the sisters would during adjustments. She was massaging my back with her other hand in between shaking hands with folks and it was really making me feel aroused hot as I continue to stand up straighter. Letting it soak in my anus with more medication was becoming a very arousing friction factor. But I was wondering if her lack of attention, so deeply immersed, might wreck the work of days previous. So I began to stand up more straight exposing my erection’s slapping action to more viewers and more gasps resulting. Surprised people backed up away even more and began talking louder. “My GAWD, look at that!”

My penis was just throbbing; I was breathing heavy with my eyes closed and more so my penis was flopping around because of the stimulation. More people, keeping their distance, gathered as the action increased, you could hear it, my erection slapping about and people talking about all kinds of things questioning but mostly focused as the slapping continued to turn into a twirl like a propeller, like I was about to take off.

Again, many of the passers-by knew Lois. They asked her what she thought of my chances of winning, about how I was for handling, grooming. They were petting me like I was a cute calf, more hands than I could count and more feeling arousing as they reached and felt around my moving penis. Then, for the fun of it, Lilly was pulling on my penis while Lois, with her hand in my anus, was explaining to some woman about how I produced semen like material that was not fertile to humans, devoid of any diseases, referring to my being ‘comfortably completely safe’. The interest level was increasing with that news as some gizem started to appear.

Lilly pulled my shoulders back as I let go of my stance and she crooked me up at the small of the back so I was mostly standing tilted back. That allowed fairgoers to see my erection sticking way out and moving around. A woman, getting a look at that, winked at Lois asking for hints about how she was with me and a possible love life. Lois blushed at once and the woman teasing her really got a kick out of that as she started petting me as well. Down around to my stomach and then moving closer to my erection as Lilly stroked on it, “Oh Lois! I’m kind of jealous, you getting to fondle him and all. How does he respond? Like I can’t tell! HHHhhhmmmmmmm? Look -at - that! How does that hand of yours feel? Warm? Oh my!”

The woman noticed Lilly’s increased penis work. “You guys are just awful.” She laughed. She handed her card to both Lilly and Lois and then bid farewell promising to see them later on as she reached down for one more grope and a squeeze of my balls. She obviously wasn’t exactly buying into the livestock routine label. I decided, given the chance, I’d fuck her.

I watched all this go on with my blurry vision and I was almost glad my glasses were off to somewhat save me more embarrassment. I knew people were really gawking at what my trainer and groomer were doing so nonchalantly. Suddenly the influence of Lilly’s hand on my penis, Lois’s hand in my anus, their energy caused me a bigger erection that started flopping around even more and more people jumped back as it flung up and hit me in the chest with a slap. Lilly grabbed to subdue it. That really got the conversation going with more onlookers coming close as I let out a big moan, “OOOOOooooh”. I couldn’t hold it back. I stood up straight because I felt faint; I worried about a possible orgasm as my butt clenched on Lois’s hand.

Her hand fell out as I turned around and leaned back against the stall rails for support, panting hard. My poor ass hole was just sloppy gaping open, a vacuum after all that invasion, lots of lotion running down the insides of my legs. People backed up as my erection swung around, wide load.

Nobody talked and Lois just stood still holding her anus fingers up in the air while Lilly laughed at the situation. The results of all their messing around were mini-ejaculations that were pulsing, quickly, spurts repeating quicker to drool more and gob out, big beads of gizem, swinging snot-like to the ground below. I was able to control the ejaculations but for how long I didn’t dare think. Lilly kept slowly pulling-squeezing out on my penis as the gizem stuck to my legs. Everyone stepped back with surprise. “Oh damn,” said Lois. “I should have paid more attention to what I was doing. I’ll have to clean that up.” The onlookers looked at her with disbelief and she just smiled a shrug at them. “Hee hee, he’s a real producer you see.”