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The Horse and The Hitch-Hiker
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I got out of his car, saying "Hey, man, thanks for the lift.
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Have a good one, okay?" He mumbled something as I got out which
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I didn't catch and took off down the old ranch road. I looked
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around at the high plains around me, with dry brush and sage
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brush around. This doesn't look like a good place for a hitch-
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hiker to stick around. I'd better start walking. If I can't
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make it to Spokane, maybe I could get to the rest-area, five
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miles ahead. The late august sky was overcast and there was a
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warm dusty breeze in the air. "This is going to be fun." I
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muttered sarcastically under my breath, picked up my backpack and
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started heading down I-90, my thumb outstretched.
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It was already getting dark when I reached the rest area.
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I looked at the sign which read "No camping or campfires." I
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thought to myself, "Hmmm, I wonder what the state police would
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think about a hitchhiker camping here?" I thought it would be
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better not to find out. A few hundred yards from the rest area,
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on the other side of the fence, was a large clump of trees.
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"Must be a river running through there. That might be a good
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place to park for the night," I thought to myself. I climbed the
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fence and trekked over to the trees, ignoring the "No Trespass-
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ing" sign. The ground around the trees was lumpy and uneven.
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This would not be a great place to spread out a sleeping bag. On
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the other side of the creek, though the ground looked relatively
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smooth and soft. That's my spot. It was quite dark by the time
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I got everything laid out, so I smoked a number and went to
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sleep.
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It was still dark when I awoke. Much to my shock, there
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was a stallion standing over me, with his penis distended. It
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was at this point I realized I was quite wet. "Jesus," I thought
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to myself, "This horse just pissed on me!" As I went to wipe the
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piss from my face and sleeping bag, I realized it was quite
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sticky. "Is horse piss sticky?" I wondered to myself. I looked
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at the horse's penis, still hanging menacingly above me, and
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thought "This feels more like cum, but there's no way he and I
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could have 'done it'" As I started to get up, he moved closer to
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me, pushing his cock up to my face. I took hold of his cock, to
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move it out of my way, but this seemed to encourage him even
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more. As I moved backward, he moved with me, effectively pushing
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me against a tree stump, with no where to back up. He started
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pushing his huge cock against my lips. It was at this point I
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realized how large this cock really was. It was nearly 18 inches
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long, and very, very thick. He kept up with his persistent
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pumping, finally lodging his member between my lips, and pushing
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his massive cock head into my mouth, back toward my throat. He
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wasn't going to stop until he got his rocks off. I started
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pumping his huge cock with my hands, in hopes of getting him off
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easier. His cock head started expanding. This was getting
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dangerous. I started to pull his cock out of my mouth, but the
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cock-head was now flared to where I couldn't get it passed my
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teeth. We were affectively "hung-up". Just then, he started
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coming again. Great globs of cum shot from his cock, as he
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emptied his balls into me, filling me and forcing me to swallow
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some of his come. The rest dribbled from lips, and onto my
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chest. His cock started to become flaccid and pulled out of my
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mouth. He was satisfied. I could now get a good look around,
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and realized there were two other stallions, their cocks distend-
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ed and ready to go. "Jesus," I thought to myself, "This is going
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to be a long night."
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