Well, for me it started with my sister. I was very young at the time so I didn't have any idea what was going on, when I walked into the barn and heard grunting from one of the stallions. I walked into the stall to see what my sister was under the stallion and he was trying to shove his peepee into her.
When she saw me she said something to the effect "shhhhhhhh, don't tell mom or dad and come give me a hand". SO I went over and she told me to guide his peepee into the hole that her pee came out of. I did not understand why at the age, but mom was always telling me to do what my sister told me so I did.
She had me do the same thing with the other 5 stallions in the barn. She said this is what we had to do as part of our daily chores when we got home from school from now on, but we had to be done before mom and dad got home, and I could never tell mom and day because they were not to know who got the work done.
This continued to be our daily after school chores until I started to get old enough that I realized what was happening.
Un día cometí el error de decírselo a mamá cuando me enojé con mi hermana. Nuestra madre casi nos mata. No por la razón que podrías pensar. Estaba enojada porque durante años había estado saliendo después de que los niños nos acostáramos y ella se había divertido con los sementales mientras papá se divertía con las yeguas. Resulta que como mi hermana había estado aliviando a los sementales de sus deseos sexuales más temprano ese día, no les quedaba nada para nuestra mamá por la noche.
Bueno, a partir de ese momento todos salimos después del anochecer pero antes de acostarnos. Mi mamá y mi hermana se ayudaron a turnarse con los sementales mientras papá y yo escogíamos a nuestra yegua para pasar la noche. Esto continuó hasta que mi hermana y yo nos fuimos a la universidad. Supongo que mamá y papá continuaron, pero mi hermana y yo terminamos teniendo nuestros propios lugares y nuestros propios caballos.
