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