The horses

Ian, strangely wanted to join the pile of horses hugging each other, they were the biggest and the most, so he thought that they wouldn't mind if another person joined them. Plus, he didn't trust the cows or the bull to keep their hands to themselves when he sleeps, and he didn't want to be called a creep by the beautiful canine, if she finds it weird for him to sleep beside her without telling her.

Carefully, not to make too much noise, Ian entered the big stall where all the horses slept, hugging each other. He looked around to see where he could squeeze himself to join them, and share their heat for this incredibly cold night. His eyes wandered at their immense, developed bodies who were completely naked, his cheeks turning a little red from the view before him.

There was no way for Ian to join on either side, there was at least one equine with its back completely against the wall. So he had no other choice but to squeeze himself between them, and get sandwiches by two different horses, to be able to have enough heat to not get frozen overnight.

There were stallions, both of brown colour hugging one another, with their big sacks and huge penises almost touching one another, it almost looked like the end or beginning of a gay porno video. While they had their arms around each other, there was still some space between them, a.k.a. right between their massive cocks. The other stallions didn't seem to mind having their members touch one another, it looked strange that those two were the only ones trying to avoid contact, maybe they weren't aware of it. The small space between them was enough for Ian's size to slip in, but that meant he had to sleep sandwiches between two massive, smelling horse cocks.

Ian looked for a different place to sleep in, he saw that some mares shared the same position as the stallions. Two big mares, both of a black/dark grey colour also almost hugged eachother for warmth. They were facing one another, their massive jugs of tits barely an inch away from touching. It didn't look like they were trying to hug, just that they were positioned very close to another. Just like with the stallions, there was barely enough space between those two girls for Ian to slip inside. If he did, he doubted that he would be able to get back out until morning, and his head would probably be squeezed right between their set of boobs, a dream most males his age had, and he wasn't any different.

It seemed like an easy choice for Ian; either between two stallions and their massive musky cocks, that they'll probably grind on him during the night, or between two mares, face buried between their wonderful breasts.