Equestrian

his imagination is going to run away with him.

The morning sun started to rise, it was an early start for all, the horses needed to be boarded into the horsebox, then the short journey to the local event, which everyone was looking forward to.
"Let me help you with that" it was a voice from behind, "help with what?" came into your mind, you were only struggling in getting your jodhpurs on.
And before you could say anything, arms from behind encircled your body to help pull up your flies on your jodhpurs, and in doing so started a reaction from within.
With the zip up, the hand stayed where it was resting on the front.
It was inevitable that your prick was going to swell up, the very tightness of you jodhpurs made your figure that much more desirable, with a nice round arse, legs being hugged by the material, its bound to arouse any hot blooded male.
"Ahhhh", as the hand cupped between your thighs which started to open up, giving more access to your groin.
The hand gently rubbed across your balls, which in turn made your cock throb even more, the outline of your member showed so prominently through the material, even the shape of the arrow head was visible.
"Ohhh mmyyyy" as the hand pressed even harder against you, sending you into rapture. "do please stop, stop NOW".
But you so badly wanted them not to stop, it was so hard to tell them to stop, but you knew full well that carrying on would've made you cum, and leaving you with a big damp stain on the front of your riding pants and ruining them.
With your chest rapidly rising and falling from the near cum experience, you turned around to say thanks and apologise for stopping them, but when you did, there was no one.
Looking around, it seemed you were all alone.
Perplexed, and then feeling the front of your riding jodhpurs to see if it was a dream, it was with uncertainty, sure enough you had a hard-on, there was no denying that, but who's hand was it that caused you to get hard, and close to cumming too?
As the day progressed, the early morning episode faded away.
Getting on the horse and riding around the arena in front of a big crowd is your passion, a passion that's so contagious. But nerves do sometimes gets the better of you, and that's what is happening today.
The build up to your time in the arena was excruciatingly slow, at least another 90mins before you were out.
You try to calm down by grooming the horse again, something you've done at least four times since you pulled up at the show, how much grooming does a horse need in one hour?
You needed a lie down somewhere quiet, somewhere you wont be disturbed, somewhere were your nerves will settle down, so finding a spot in the horsebox, you laid yourself out flat on the floor using some straw as a pillow. With drooping eyelids you fought hard to keeping them open.
Looking down at your slim body there was a bulge, a bulge that seemed to have a mind of its own, it kept bouncing, the front of your jodhpurs kept lifting in spasms, it felt nice, you didn’t want it to stop.
With each throb, dirty thoughts entered your head, thoughts of another guy, maybe the stable boy, your young apprentice, and at the tender age of eighteen.
He was willing to learn and do anything to please you, he entered the horsebox and seeing you lying there with a hard-on, you then wanting him to go further than just watching, unzipping yourself and pulling your stiff cock out, making sure it was standing straight up, you beckoned to him with a wave of your hand to join you.
He hesitantly did move forwards to you, not taking his eyes off your throbbing cock.
"Suck it" you instructed him, "go on, suck me deep" you commanded.
With that, he got between your legs, leant forwards and timidly touched the end of your cock with his lips on the part of your cock where you're hoping your cum will come from, already precum was leaking and smothered his lips, his tongue poked out to taste your precum, and having tasted your clear juices, he opened his mouth even wider to get more of your stem.
With each downward movement he enveloped you even more with his lips sealed tightly around the shaft, had your foreskin been tight, which it wasn’t, it stood no chance against the powerful suction that his created with his lips, that loose skin rolled down your shaft easily.
Plunging ever deeper until you could feel the start of his narrow throat.
Pushing your hips up higher "ohhh fuck" as his throat muscles contracted.
This kind of oral sex does makes you much more aroused, and its showing by the way your hips were thrusting rhythmically,
Pressing on the back of his head to get you even deeper.
And with your breathing getting heavier, clenching your teeth hard as you breathed through your nose which made them flare, the ultimate joy was starting to happen.
Raising your arse off the floor of the horsebox and holding it in that position, shutting your eyes tightly as you flood his mouth with your creamy juices, some of which was oozing out of the corner of his mouth.
"Omg omg that was unbelievable, where did you learn to suck a cock like that?"
You asked as you lowered yourself back on the floor.
There was no answer, upon opening your eyes, there was no sign of the stable boy who just given you an awesome orgasm.
The only signs of evidence that you had cum was your chest and stomach was covered in a mess of pooling cream around your pubic area.
Am I going mental? Was the thought going through your head, twice I've cum and twice now, and no one was around to say that they had pumped my cock and delivered my spunk.
It was now getting close for your outing in the arena, so preparing yourself you mounted your horse and went to the back of the showground to warm up.
After a short while, your number was called, so off you trotted into the main arena with applause ringing through your ears.
Calming yourself down along with your horse, you started your routine.
Dressage is very disciplined that needs 100% concentration.
And just as you went through the timing beam, you felt yourself being pushed to the front of the saddle, two people on one saddle is a very tight fit, was that a hard-on i can feel pressing in my back?
And before you knew what was going on, a hand came round you and rested into your lap.
"Omg fucking god, NOT here, NOT now" it seemed to be that familiar feeling in your groin area.
But there was nothing that you could do to stop the inevitable, trying to see who it was that just jumped into the saddle behind you proved impossible.
Once again the zip on your jodhpurs was pulled down, out came your flaccid cock, but soon to become hard.
Still trying to ride through the routine as if nothing was happening, that hand started to rise and fall, taking your foreskin with it.
"Ahhh Ohhhh god almighty" was your response to the wanking.
Surely to god everyone can see what was going on? But it made no difference what you were thinking, the relentless wanking of your hard-on continued, and with the jogging of the horse beneath you only heightened the pleasure.
It felt as if that the rhythm of you bouncing up and down in the saddle was transferring itself onto your cock, making it harder not to cum.
This was way too much for you to bear, all coordination in steering the horse had disappeared, it was only because the horse that knew the routine so well, it was able to keep you on track.
Unable now to sit up straight as you should do in dressage, you were leaning forwards panting and gasping as your cock was being manipulated.
The faster the horse went, the hand went faster, the heavier the breathing got for you, gasping out loud as you got closer to that delightful of experiences, the ultimate orgasm.
"Ohhh no no no no" it was with despair that you couldn't hold back long enough to get out of the arena before cumming.
In front of everyone watching, spurt after spurt of your spunk flew through the air, landing on the horses mane.
Eventually, you got out of the arena and back to your box, where you tried to dismount, but you just slid off with a thump as you hit the ground.
"Congratulations, you've come third" said the elated stable boy.
"Was is you?" You said angrily, "was it you that's been wanking and sucking me off?"
"Ive cum big time in front of the crowd, you must've seen me cumming?"
The stable boy just looked perplexed at you denying all knowledge of what you were going on about, "didnt you see me cumming?" Furiously asking again, and again was a shrug of shoulders denying any knowledge of what you were talking about.
To this day, you have never found out who it was that gave you your best ever orgasms experience in your lifetime, it was like a dream come true. Or was it a dream?