Chapter 6: The Truth Gets Bolder

Of course you noticed the familiarity of story from something written in the past. And borrowed, it has been, but now going forward - a whole new twist.

[Should have been far more embarrassing than it was; but in a short time jacking me off became sport, even target practice, a badge of honor for a low self worth kid; eventually I took the sport public with great enthusiasm]

[I was required to follow Lilly’s lead as she loved to show me in public every chance given, as I was made livestock mere hours before; the exhausting effort to embarrass me to the extreme was a mindset changer, rather quickly, and I got to like being naked, dirty and slimy, seeing people’s reaction to my new two legged sire appearance; I had to wonder what my high school friends would think if they saw me and they were all virgins]

Rose was towing me to the house, just like the dairy experience familiar with the past. My wiener lead was hers to own. She was deciding to make me her sex slave for the occasion. It seemed important I guessed. She preferred me as livestock, to introduce to her family, and not as her boyfriend, although she questioned my constantly slow ejaculating of the gizem. I just gave her shoulders shrug. “Don’t turn me on and maybe I’ll dry up,” I laughed.

That was okay. It seemed to take the heat off worrying about what her parents would think. If I was dumb livestock they could accept the situation far easier. They could be proud of Rose’s acquisition of a good blood line. They reserved the title of Top Hand for their very best hires. I was Rose’s Top long Dick, first seat ejaculator in the orch-x-o-gasm, Prime Fuck medium rare.

We walked up to the knoll, to the house as she explained to me some things, like the fact their flat planet was about ten thousand acres equivalent. Her step folks had paid extra for some elevation features for the house to make it more picturesque, special. They added surroundings like the grotto which was real cool. They had abundant water, had been raising sheep for over 40 years, Earth time equivalent. Well, her step dad had been doing it that long but her step mom was a lot younger. He had been a long time bachelor before he courted Rose’s mom, to bring her back to the flat planet. Anyway, Rose wanted to show me the gardens and it was all quite homey and beautiful.

The house reminded me of an Australian Outback wide eaves roofline. I loved the look of it. It had great porches to sit on. In a climate which was very dry it looked like the Outback as well. And Rose was so good about explaining everything to me but I had lots more questions to ask when there was time. We were going up on the porch and through a main door, into the house, my penis still firmly gripped. She was forcing the issue wanting me to ready, longer and stiff, like a big surprise for the family. So I acted my role as dumb livestock. I was good at it.

In the kitchen was a big elderly friendly looking gentleman sitting at the table as a much younger women worked at the counter. Rose introduced them as “Mom and Dad,” her step parents. “And this is Tom, my critter.” They were ready with smiles and both seemed pleased to see me. Pleased honestly so, in fact her mom, step mom Margaret, came and gave me a hug. Oddly, Rose didn’t let go of my penis as if she was trying to draw their attention to it. Margaret kissed me quick, seemed not to be put off by my condition. “Rose is trying to make me pay attention to your penis and I think she’s teasing us, the constant gremlin she is. But really Rose. Why don’t clean up your poor Tom. You can wash him up in the watering trough or let Kathy do it. You know she’s like to.” The older guy reached out to give me a hand to shake. I did and Rose still didn’t let go. I thought it interesting she didn’t seem to want to let me loose. Perhaps she was afraid I’d bolt. Another question for me to ask her about. “It’s okay Tom. Nobody is going to miss seeing your big salami. They all laughed and Rose had a grimace. “And you say Rose’s sisters made you that way.”

“You two make a great looking couple,” said her dad, Gene. Then he told me the story about causing Rose to keep her shirt on, how and why she was naked otherwise working with the crew. We all laughed and I got the impression he liked to tell stories. I would hear a lot of them told in time and he spared no details.

The house was just as I hoped, reminding me of my youth and the farm houses of my family. There was a lot of old but very high quality furniture. It appeared they had done quite well raising sheep. I found I liked that notion. And Rose seemed excited for me to be with her family as she continued to hold her livestock, pulling on my penis far more. It was yearning stiff. I was tingling. I, as usual, worried about an explosive orgasm.

“The crew will be here in a minute for midday food. We are going to have a big group with the added shearing people,” said Margaret. And Rose let go of my erection to help her mom at the counter just as the crew began arriving through the door. So, I was standing, all alone, with an enormous hard on pointing at them.

[!, YES]

First guys in the kitchen door stopped short when they saw me and two of them started poking each other grab ass style. There were comments and low laughs. Rose turned around and said,” He’s my livestock. You be nice. Don’t frighten him. “Looks like he’s about to, you know, fire one off or something. Is it safe? It’s leaking.” The laughing picked up. “Rose! What are you gonna do with that thing?”

When the shearing crew arrived, right behind, there were five and they were new to the ranch, same as me. I was still standing there being eyed pretty critical when the four guys and one girl got a look at me. They were dead serious like they worried. One of the ranch hands laughed,” He’s Rose’s livestock. Good thing she’s a strong handler. I wonder if she can handle that leaky prong!”

That loosened up the tension all except for me but I could handle it. It wasn’t really anything new to me. It’s part of being what my title states, Humanities God of Nature. So, I stood my ground proudly with a boner and waited. I thought about putting my hands on my hips like Superman swaying but I’d leave the jokes for later.