to back up to a stump, presumably to aid a bareback rider to mount and dis-
mount, but, in fact, to assure cooperation when the plowboy wanted a piece.
If biking in a group, members can support each other in turn. Else, the horse
can be backed up to a parked scoot, provided it has cooled. Horses don’t like
hot, greasy metal smells.
A horse gives a good fuck, if a frustrating one. The big ass inter-
feres with getting in deep, and while it’s warm, firm, and confining, the
horse fucker senses a tremendous amount of unused cunt that he simply can’t
reach. Guys uptight about their bore and stroke shouldn’t screw horses.
Hasty fuckers will prefer goats, the most convenient of all animals
to screw. An adult nanny stands just high enough for a bent-kneed fuck and
the tail flips up as soon as the goat feels something poking at its snatch.
A nanny gives a good fit and puts up no objections. In fact, that’s what’s
wrong with goats. They just don’t care. A goat can take on a whole bike club
and chew its cud the whole time. A cow gets nervous like something wild is
happening; a horse gets comfortable, like it digs what’s happening; but a
goat, like a Tijuana whore paid in advance, doesn’t care whether anything is
happening.
Sheep, though, are one of the choice pieces among quadrupeds, a fact
long known (and kept suppressed) by shepherds. Like the girl next door,
sheep want the fucker to be friendly, kind, and just aggressive enough to do
the job, and they give back a fair fuck in return.
A cartoon in _Easyriders_ (January ‘75, page 50) illustrates a pair
of bikers screwing some sheep by a method that would work only with an over-
sized Rambouilett ewe or with very short bikers. Also, anyone who used the
naive technique illustrated would spend most of his time chasing the sheep
around the pasture. To properly screw a sheep, pull your pants legs up above
your boot tops, hoist the sheep by the tail, and drop its hind feet into
your boots. With the sheep thus elevated and secured, the trousers can be
lowered and milady enjoyed.
The sheep will look over its shoulder a lot; hence, the idea that one
must kiss a sheep, a notion that has led some authorities to urge a sheep-
superior position, i.e., biker supine, sheep’s forelegs astraddle his chest,
etc. The idea is just plain silly. A sheep doesn’t give a rat’s ass whether
you kiss it or not. Sheep do groove on sniffing each other’s asses, so a
foul-breathed sheep-fucker can blow some her way. However, it’s hardly a
necessary gesture; sheep certainly don’t insist on it.
Now, while a sheep is a good piece, it may, unfortunately, have VD,
either clap or syph. Indeed, some medical historians believe VD came to
people from sheep. Sheep-fuckers should avoid any that are obviously drip-
ping foul stuff, and should carry protection for others. Rubbers, “sold only
for the prevention of disease,” are readily available, and if not, a prophy-
lactic buffer of grease can be applied to the moving part. Vaseline is a
virtual standard, but wheel bearing grease will do as well. Some users report
…End of the part3. To be continued..
