Well, the big day is come and gone. We are now in the

throws of that

kind of let down one feels after preparing for months for

an event, and then

having it suddenly be over. Still it was magnificent. A

once in a lifetime

kind of thing really. I am speaking of course of young

Peter's Wedding. It

was the kind of wedding one dreams about, where everything

comes off

perfectly. You know that we were worried after Peter tried

to run away, and

that put a big delay into our plans. We spend a good week

before the actual

ceremony fist fucking him repeatedly to get his pussy ready

for Thunderhead.

I paid for and brought in a special horse wrangler who has

worked with

stallions fucking both girls and boys. This guy not only

knows the ins and

outs of his trade, how deeply to let the horse prick impale

the boy's rectum

for example, but he is also willing to do workshops to show

other family

members how to monitor the animal/boy fuck, so that when

leaves, they can

continue to administer the intimacy in a safe, healthy way.

I know there

are some of you skeptics out there who will maintain that a

sixteen year old

boy getting fucked by a horse can never be safe and

healthy, but I need to

remind you that human beings are very adaptable, and many

cultures in our

world have rituals and practices which we would consider

barbaric or unsafe!





The day of the wedding, we kept Peter's ass filled with

a thirteen inch

dildo the size of a baseball bat. We also kept his inner

pussy well







lubricated so that by the time the ceremony came round, he

would be wet and

juicy for his new husband.





We had decorated one end of the barn for the wedding,

built a kind of

alter and had a special place for the horse as well as for

Peter. The guest

met up at the house for coctails and treats. Then we all

went down to the

barn together. It was a lovely day, perfect for a wedding.

When we were all

seated, Pastor Bob appeared at the alter. Peter's mom was

led down to sit

in the front along with myself and several others who have

been instrumental

in the boy's education. The groom appeared to ohhhs and

Ahhhhs and a

smattering of applause. He is a fine big black stallion,

very handsome. What

a lucky little faggot Peter is to have such a studly

husband. The Program

for the ceremony included a photograph of Thunderheads

massive erect horse

prick, so that all could see just what a magnificent beast

he is.





There were almost a hundred of us gathered.





When all was in place, the bridal march was played. And

Peter's Dad

entered with the bride. Peter's dad looked elegant in a

white tux jacket.

Peter looked beautiful, crawling down the aisle with a

silver collar on his

neck and the chain held by his dad. Peter crawled as he had

been taught to,

legs wide apart so his balls and dick swung properly. He

had been given

three viagra, and then masturbated so his dick was rock

hard and dripping.

He crawled with his back arched and his young round teenage

ass up high.







When he moved, we could see the stretched out pink pussy.





He crawled to the alter, where he was allowed to stand,

and his father

took a seat next to Mom. Peter then was instructed by

Pastor Bob to reach

back and spread his ass cheeks for the guests to show them

his cunt.There

was also a photo in the program of Peter's cunt, which I

have included with

this mail. I must say with all humility, I have seldom

seen a sixteen year

old boy with such a well developed pussy.





Boy and horse stood at the alter. Did I mention that

Peter had a

lovely veil on his head. We could see through the delicate

material that

the boy was crying quite hard, and every now and then a few

of his sobs

echoed through the barn, bringing a smile to all of our

faces. Peter's prick

looked enormous up there at the alter, sticking out and

dripping strings of

pre-fuck. One of the bride's maids, a friend of mine named

Hugo, removed the

collar and veil from Peter so he was totally nude in all

his teenage glory.

The horse wrangler knelt next to Thunderhead and in a very

calming, soothing

way, began to massage the horse's balls so that the huge

mottled pink and

black prick would emerge from the sheath. Silence, except

for Peter's

labored breathing filled the barn as the giant horse dick

appeared. It was

as thick as Peter's leg and almost as long.





Father Bob began the ceremony which was lovingly written

by Pete's Mom.

Something about gathering together in love to unite boy and

horse. Peter was







shaking so badly that at times he had to be supported by

Hugo, lest his legs

give out. He was scared out of his young mind.





One of the highlights of the ceremony was when Peter had

to kneel and

suck Pastor Bob's dick in front of all gathered. Pastor Bob

has a nice big

prick so all could see Peter licking it an sucking on it an

the big balls.

Pastor spoke about the uniting and healing qualities of

male fuckseed. Then

Peter's dad stood up in front of everyone and took a

silver communion

chalice and jerked off into it. He also has a dick to be

proud of, as

Peter's teenage ass can attest to. He spewed a nice blast

of fuck into the

chalice, and then handed it to Hugo who did likewise. There

was a real

curiosity among the congregated in the masturbation ritual.

The Chalice was

passed into the first row and any member present who felt

the desire to

unload could jerk off into the chalice. I contributed.

Meanwhile, we had

some lovely music and a solo, the nature of which I forget.





I looked into the large chalice when it returned from

the last row, and

it was two thirds filled with fucksnot. Yellow/whiteish

glue with clots of

fuck floating in.thick fuckpaste.





Peter meanwhile had pulled off the Pastor's dick, and

Pastor Bob jerked

off onto Peter's cute young face. The bride of course was

not allowed to

wipe it off. Pastor Bob raised the chalice and said a

prayer, then handed

it to Peter and the boy was told to drain the cup of the

holy fuck! The boy







had been warned before the ceremony not to resist or try

any funny business,

so he obediently raised the goblet to his lips and began to

drink the

fuckslime of every male at the service. It took him a while

as the sperm

moved slowly down his throat and was quite hard to swallow.

Then, when the

cup was empty, the next part of the service began. The

same chalice was

held under the dick of the groom, and the horse wrangler

began to masturbate

the stallion. When the horse prick was throbbing and

leaking, Peter was

instructed by Pastor Bob to crawl down under the horse and

kiss his new

husband's prick. Peter made us all so proud, he didn't

hesitate in the

slightest. Of course he has been sucking horse dick for

months, so this was

nothing new to him. But this was new for many of those

gathered to witness

the wedding. Some of them were openly playing with

themselves as they

watched the sixteen year old boy kiss and lick the horse

pizzle! Peter was

then instructed to continue the horse masturbation, while

licking the

animal's balls. It took some time, but at last the big

stallion gave a snort

and a stomp, and shot an enormous load of horse fuck into

the goblet.





Hugo produced two wedding rings. One huge one and one

moderate one. The

moderate one was put around Peter's viagra swollen dick and

balls, insuring

that the throbbing prick would stay hard all through the

wedding dinner and

after. The other ring was placed by Peter over the still

throbbing horse







dick.





Pastor Bob then raised the horse sperm filled goblet and

said another

prayer. Then he handed the chalice to Peter and he was told

to drink the

sperm elixir of his new husband. Tears were running down

the boys soft

sweet face as he drank the horse cum.





Then a delightful surprise addition to the ceremony. The

big stallion

began to piss. The piss shot out of his dick like water

from a fire hose.





Somebody thought fast and placed another chalice from the

alter under the

pissing horse. The rank yellow piss filled the cup and

overflowed. Peter had

just drained the horse spooge chalice, and now Pastor Bob

in a brilliant

improvised moment, grabbed the piss filled cup and uttered

a prayer about

the golden elixir of love being shared. He then handed

Peter the cup of

horse piss and we all watched as the sixteen year old boy

drained the cup, a

sick look on his pretty face. These are big cups I am

talking about, the

kind you hold in two hands, like a trophy chalice. Peter

gulped and gulped.

More and more stinking yellow animal piss went down his

gullet.his slender

stomach began to bloat out. He stopped, and Hugo cuffed him

on the back of

the head and told him to keep drinking.





It was such a beautiful sight, watching a naked sixteen

year old boy with

a hard swollen prick gulping down a chalice filled with

horse piss. I wish

you all could have been there to share the moment. Then an

even more amusing







thing happened. Peter just couldn't take all the piss I

guess, because his

still hard dick throbbed and started to spurt piss as well.

Applause and

laughter filled the barn, as Peter in pain and humiliation

stood there

pissing from his erection. If any of you have ever pissed

with a half hard

or fully hard dick, you will know that it can be quite

painful and trying.

The piss has to force itself out.in spurts.





Pastor Bob then had the boy and horse join him at the

alter proper. He

had Peter swear to love, honor and obey his groom. To

service and take care

of him. To see to all of his needs. Then Pastor Bob

pronounced them horse

and wife. It was time for the bridal kiss.





This was unique. Peter was held by How with his head

bent back beneath

the Stallion's head. The wrangler stroked and petted and

horse and gave it

something to eat, I don't know what. Whatever it was, it

produced a

tremendous amount of horse saliva. The horse spit poured

out of the

stallion's mouth and down into Peter's open mouth. This was

something the

boy was not ready for I think, as he turned his head to one

side to avoid

the foul horse saliva. But Hugo slapped the kid and held

his face still,

ordering him to open his mouth. Horse spit ran all over the

sixteen year old

face. It filled his mouth and only when it was full to the

lips like a lake,

was he allowed to swallow. Then the beautiful bride was

dragged by Hugo

around to the rear of the horse for the second part of the

Bridal Kiss. He







was told to kiss the horse's asshole. Many people in the

barn were now

openly masturbating. Peter rebelled ever so slightly, so

he was grabbed by

the neck and his face was rammed into the horse's ass. He

was told to shove

his tongue as far as possible up the horse asshole. I could

see that the boy

could not breath, and that Hugo would not let him breath

until he was tongue

fucking the animal rectum.





It only stands to reason. A bride needs to learn every

inch of her new

husband's body. How else can she properly serve him?





Well, that ended the ceremony. But the evening was just

starting. Now we

all looked forward to the wedding dinner and reception, and

then the moment

when we would watch as Thunderhead fucked his new bride.

Peter was shaking

quite badly by now and looked in shock. I hoped he would

make it through the

evening. To find out what happened, you will have to wait

for the next

installment of our letters.