I love this thread!
I've had so many close calls, its a wonder I made it this far without being discovered. When I was younger, I had a hard time not giving into temptation when ANY opportunity to fool around with a dog or horse presented itself. My heart would start pounding, my blood would boil, senses would be heightened to 110% and if there was a slight chance of success, 9 times out of 10 I would go for it... Kind of addictive, that rush.
One of the crazier things I did was on a trip to Hawaii with my girlfriend and her parents - I think it was their anniversary or something and
we met them there as a surprise. Well, as you could imagine, hanging out with your girlfriend's parents gets kinda old after a few days and I was constantly distracted by the beautiful horses I saw everywhere. One day, the family wanted to go shopping and girlfriend was all excited to join them in the mall. I'd rather have a root canal than spend a minute shopping, so I made my excuse and wandered outside. I noticed this shopping area was on the edge of a large pasture, and there was a beautiful white horse tied to a stake grazing about 50 meters from the road. Seeing no one around, I climbed the low fence and walked over to say hello. Couldn't believe my luck when I got close and saw two huge beautiful black balls behind his sheath! After making my introduction (he was quite friendly) I started giving him a good pet and worked my way slowly back to his goods. We were totally out in the open, no cover at all, and it was stupid as hell, but the blood was boiling, my heart was in my throat, and my cock was popping the buttons off my shorts. After a quick 360 scan, I dropped down and started scritchin his belly and gently cupped those fabulous balls. Jackpot! His cock came snaking out! I couldn't believe my luck! Here I was squatting under this magnificent stallion in the middle of paradise and his fabulous cock was getting hard just inches from my watering mouth. I grabbed his Johnson with one hand and de-smegged and just as I was aiming it at my mouth I looked up. On the opposite side of the field, under a row of trees, an old Hawaiian dude was just sitting there looking at me!
I bolted upright, turned heels and fast-walked back to the parking lot as casually as I could manage. As I reached the fence, I hazarded a look back... The old Hawaiian was bent over, slapping his knees in laughter. All I could do was turn and resume my walk of shame back to the in-laws. My guardian angel was really working overtime that day!
Sadly (or fortunately, depending) I've had dozens of other close calls in pursuit of beastly fun. Knock on wood, haven't been caught yet!