Journal bons's Journal: Moderated down for my own Journal!!!! 6
I answered a question someone posted to one of my journal entries and was moderated down for it!
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This has got to be the silliest thing to ever happen to me on Slashdot. Beyond anything else it has converted me over to the belief that moderation and Karma is actually the joke everyone has been telling me it is.
BTW, How the heck are all of you people finding and reading this journal? I, for one, would love to know since I figured the chance of someone following one of the links here to be about one in a million.
Edit: Now someone moderated the comment back up! hahahaha
And down again! The current score?
Moderation Totals: Offtopic=2, Underrated=1, Total=3.
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Of course, the standard "work was a bitch" is the first thing that comes to mind, but today wasn't really that bad. How could it be? It's saturday and I don't work on saturdays. As long as you don't count trimming horse feet, scrubbing the water trough, shoveling shit and brushing the horse as work. Of course, I don't count that stuff as work.
It's a hot one today. The temperature is in the upper 80's and the humidity is through the roof. Sigh, a perfect day to sit in the shed, and just kind of doze off. At least, that's what's on Mannie's mind. I've been leaning against the wooden rail in the shed for about an hour now. Mannie's been outside flapping his lips at fallen leaves and bits of green edible things. Sigh... . he sure is a nice looking horse, especially when he gets a hardon like that! (BOING!)
Eventually, the humidity gets to him and he decides to go to the walk in shed with me. He lumbers into the shed and turns, coming to a stop with his head against my shoulder. I can feel his lips pressing into the back of my left shoulder and I sternly tell him "No biting!". With a somewhat hurt looking expression on his face, he drops his head to my butt and pretends to find something interesting on the back of my pants to lick at. Sigh.... goofy horse.
In time, he turns his attention to the outside world and hangs his head over the rail, next to me. I like it when he does that, makes me think he's treating me like a "buddy". A "butt buddy" would be nice too, but I'll settle for what I can handle. He usually decides to drop his penis when he stares over the fence like that. Today was no exception. I have found, lately, that he likes to have the base of his shaft slowly rubbed with firm even strokes that don't slide around on the surface of his penis but, instead, lets the skin move around over the corpus cavernosum. He REALLY seems to enjoy that feeling! Can't say that I blame him either! Feels good when i do it to my own ditsy little rod (of course, we are speaking in comparative terms here. Mannie is a hugely hung stallion. Well, not REAL fuckin huge as far as horses go, but bigger than average is a safe way of putting it. At around 22 inches with a full flamin' hardon, he's more than *I* can handle. At least anywhere other than my mouth!)
He's fun to play with when he's in horse-dozer mode. He gets nice and big and firm and just kinda let's me handle his pecker for extended periods of time, like, around 15minutes at a shot, which is nice! I tried a few new things with him, like putting his pecker in my pocket. "Look ma! I got's me a pecker in my pocket!" "Hey Mannie! Are you glad to see me or is that your pistol in my pocket?" and other such retarded but funny (to me :) things like that were thought that afternoon. After a while, Mannie decided to put his cool tool away and I was left staring at a horse-dozer. Hmmmmmmm...... His lips looked pretty flappy there!
I decided to try and give that there horse a nice French kiss. Oui! C'est une chose tres formidable avec un etalon! he he... anyways! it started with me just trying to get close and not wake him up. He trusts me a hell of a lot and he doesn't even lift his head when I get under his face. I let his lips push against the back of my head and he doesn't seem to mind. His lips quiver every now and again, but he seems relaxed. I lift up my face and lick tentatively at the corner of his mouth.
SURPRISE! He jerks his nose back ever the smallest amount, but decides that it's not a nasty biting filly and puts his head forward again. I like a little bit more and then run my tongue up the groove of his mouth and force my tongue into his mouth at the corner of his mouth. NOT A MOVE! Hey! Nice! Just like that girlfreind I had 3 years ago that acted like she was fresh from the morgue! Mannie received, for the next few minutes, MUCH such licking and tongue prodding. I then moved to his asshole and started to lick him there as well. Hot damn can he ever lift his tail up high! As I reach down between his legs, I'm rewarded with the feel of his penis starting to ooze forth from his sheath. Boy, I sure do like it when he does that. A while of fondling and I decide it's time to go.....
Then I have this thought. Kind of a strange one, but what the hell. I had been talking with a pretty special acquaintance about the relative merits of having a horse give you a blow job. He had just had a succesful first try with his S.O. so I decided "WHAT THE HELL!?!?! I'll give it a try." I marched right back into the walk in shed and immediately decided that I had NO fucking idea how I was going to get my horse to give me a blow job. Well, I kneeled down by his head again and started by kissing him again. A nice long passionate thing it was. WOulda been better if Manny had responded favorably instead of not at all, but I'll take what I can get. Then I tried sticking my finger into his mouth. Up along the side of his mouth, between the cheek and gums. "Yeah yeah yeah, just a pinch between the cheeck and gums...." No response hey! If he didn't chomp down and rip my finger out by the roots, chances are good that he won't rip my dick out by the roots either! And jeezus is there ever a hell of a lot of room between his cheek and gums. I got my whole damn finger up there and I still didn't hit bottom.
I lift myself up and unzip my pants. My dick doesn't need any more coaxing than those initial kisses! His head is low, with the corner of his mouth at about where my balls hang. I'm forced to crouch down a bit and gently I press the tip of my dick against the corner of his mouth. I've already been slobbering on his mouth so it actually starts to slide in. I have to get my head past his lips though, it's a wee bit tight, but a few gentle thrusts and she slides right in. ALL the way in. he doesn't seem to notice! I slowly start to thrust, it's.... fucking incredible. Nice and soft and warm and slippery and slimy.... it's only a matter of 15seconds before i start to come. But manny doesn't care. He's half asleep anyways with my dick in his mouth. The thought kinda makes me giggle. But I suppress the urge to just out and out laugh. God it feels good. I come and I come and I come and I come.... I haven't come quite that good since I visited my freind's mare! It was very nice to get that kind of deep release. The kind that lasts at least a day. Sigh....
I slowly pull out and zip my pants up. There is a stream of cum drooling from the corner of his mouth, suddenly he lifts his head and smacks his lips. MAN that is a funny thing to stare at! He stares at me and then gets a hardon! HOT SHIT! Fun fun fun....
God I love horses.
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