Archive-name: Fantasy/billgoat.txt

Archive-author: Tall Thin Jones

Archive-title: Three Billy Goats Gruff





     One fine day a young billy goat was strolling down to the pasture.

He came to a bridge over the babbling brook.  Underneath that bridge was

a troll.  When the troll heard the littlest billy goat's hooves

clattering on the wooden bridge, he jumped out from under the bridge and

stood in front of the little billy goat.  "Good morning, littlest billy

goat Gruff!"  the troll roared.  "I'm going to eat you all up!"

     "Oh, would you, Mr. Troll?  I haven't been eaten in so long!  I

think I would just love to feel your tongue all over me!"  The littlest

billygoat was just full of young goat juices, and he was already

wiggling his hips in anticipation.  This troll had a face like a mud

pie, but the littlest billygoat could see that he had a twinkle in his

eye and a full mouth with a mischievous curl to the lips.  He could also

see that the fur piece covering the troll's loins seemed to conceal a

bulge of more than average proportions.  He could hardly wait to get his

tongue around it.

     The troll grabbed the littlest billy goat and threw him down on the

soft grass next to the path.  He roughly tickled the goat under the

forelegs, and rubbed his belly.  The littlest billy goat giggled with

delight, and kicked his forelegs.  He and the troll play-boxed like

that, with the littlest goat on his back and the troll straddling him,

careful not to squash his playmate.  Then the troll leaned down, opened

his mouth wide, and seized the goat's muzzle in his teeth.  He pushed

his tongue through the little goat's willing lips.  Then he eased back a

bit, so they could play with each other's tongues.  The littlest billy

goat's mouth tasted of sweet grasses and clover.  The troll's mouth

tasted of barley and apples and a pie he had stolen a slice of earlier.

     This troll was really a gentle, kind soul.  He just liked to play

rough, and he had a reputation to uphold.  Also, two spirited

warm-blooded animals sometimes just have to get gay with each other and

wrestle to exhaustion.

     The littlest billygoat could feel the troll's butt against his

sheath.  The play had made him feel good, and the warmth against his

loins was making him feel horny.  His little pink cock started sliding

out, and riding the crack of the troll's ass.  As they played, and the

troll rocked back and forth in their play, the little goat's cock

rubbed against the surprisingly warm and smooth anus of the troll.  This

aroused the littlest billygoat, and he started to ooze pre-cum.  He

hoped the troll would continue to do this until he shot his load against

the troll's furry bottom.

     He was sorely disappointed when the troll lifted himself from his

crotch, but not for long.  The troll said, "Horny little devil, aren't

you?  Well, you are going to have to give me a little before I give you

any!  Still straddling the littlest billygoat, the troll leaned forward

and took off his loincloth, discarding it in the grass.  His uncut penis

fell out and brushed the goat's cheek.  The little goat felt his skin

tingle where the tip of the penis brushed his fur.  He had been hoping

for this!  The little goat started lapping up and down the shaft, and

licked between the balls.  The troll started rocking back and forth

happily, savoring the touch on his scrotum.  The little goat lapped the

troll's asshole, and a bit of pre-cum shot out of the troll's now very

stiff cock.  Then the little goat nibbled the head of the troll's prize

possession.  He put his lips over it and swallowed it to the hairs.  It

was nice and tasty, only slightly bitter from the lemon grass the troll

was fond of.  The little goat sighed and bobbed his head up and down the

shaft, licking and sucking on it.  He hoped to drain the troll's balls

of his tasty cum.

     "Hot damn!"  the troll roared.  "You're little, but you sure know

what to do with a cock!"  The troll rocked back and forth in the

littlest goat's mouth.  His balls started twitching up and down on their

own.  The troll closed his eyes, and his brow started to twitch.  He

made the awfullest faces, and if the littlest billygoat could have seen

them, he would have burst out laughing and had to start over again.

Faster and faster the troll rocked back and forth.  The goat's own penis

was now hard and fully out of its sheath.  It waved in the air trying to

find something warm and wet, and it was oozing its own wetness.  Every

time it brushed the troll's leg, it would squirt a little juice.  The

troll's legs and the goat's belly were wet with the goat's juices.

     The goat could feel the troll's cock start to swell.  The troll was

about to cum, so the little goat slowed down his licking and applied his

lips to the underside of the head of the troll's cock.  The troll

matched his rythm, straining to keep in time with the little goat's

expert sucking.  This made the tension in his balls even tighter.  The

delicate touch on the end of his penis was driving him wild.  The little

jets of warm liquid against his inner thighs added wonderfully to the

sensation.  The littlest billygoat was nearing his peak too, and his

hips started twitching.  A blob of pre-cum struck the troll right in the

crack of his ass, and that was all it took.

     It was more than a moan, not quite a roar.  The troll could not

help loudly proclaiming his pleasure as his cum flowed over the lively

licking tongue that was moving fast to catch every drop.  The goat

licked, and swallowed, and nibbled and sucked to pull out all the seed

the troll was carrying.  Too soon, the troll was drained and he

collapsed on top of the little goat, with his penis pressed against the

little goat-penis that was still trying desperately to find some

satisfaction for itself.

     They laid like that for a few minutes, the goat licking the troll's

sweaty face.  Then the troll rolled off, and started shakily to stand

up.  The littlest billy goat then said, "Uh, Mr. Troll?  You said you

were going to eat me?"

     The troll rolled back and laughed.  "Yes, I did, and a promise is a

promise.  Let's do it."  He turned to face the goat, and the goat rolled

to face him.  They kissed, and the troll could taste his own cum on the

goat's tongue.  Then he nibbled his way down the goat's furry belly.  He

licked and sometimes nipped, and the little goat rolled back on his

back.  As the troll licked and nibbled, whenever he hit a particularly

pleasurable spot the little goat's hooves would jump a little.  The goat

put a hoof on the troll's shoulder and tried to push him down further.

     This elicited a chuckle against the furry belly.  The troll

carefully cleaned all the juices from the goat's belly.  He licked and

sucked the nipples, sending tingles through the goat's balls.  The

little goat started moving his hips a little, and his little penis

started shooting some more pre-cum.  This was so good!

     Then the troll lifted his mouth from the goat's belly.  The goat

felt his belly start to cool, and wondered what was happening next.  He

got his answer when he felt something pushing its way under his tail!

His eyes popped open.  "There's no way he can fit that thing inside me!"

The little goat felt a momentary rush of panic, but the insistent

pleasure in his nether regions was too much for him to fear.  As he

realized that a big tongue was eagerly rimming him, he arched his back,

turned his head, and started really panting.  This was doing things to

him that he had never dreamed of!  Again, the littlest billy goat's

belly was wetted with his own juices.  He hoped the pleasure would go on

forever.

     The tongue worked under the goat's flipping tail for what seemed

like an eternity of gut-twisting pleasure.  The troll's nose bumped

against the goat's balls, and that set up tremors in the little goat's

legs.  Soon the pressure was building up in the little goat pelvis, and

he knew he was going to cum.  The twitching of his asshole warned the

troll, and just as the littlest billy goat Gruff started to cum, the

troll was right there to take the length of the little goat-prick in his

mouth.  He slipped a horny finger in the little goat's ass, making him

gasp with pleasure.  The little furry hips bucked against the finger and

the mouth, and the little goat delivered a load of sperm that amazed the

troll, who swallowed every drop with great relish.  He gently licked and

sucked the tender pink flesh until the goat's balls were entirely

drained.  By this time the goat had passed out with the pleasure.  The

troll finished cleaning the little goat's crotch, then fell asleep with

his head against the inside of the little goat's thighs.

     They both awoke an hour later, feeling wonderfully satisfied and

refreshed.  The troll reluctantly lifted his head from the goat's

fragrant crotch, and kissed him again.  As the little goat wandered off

to his feeding grounds, he called back over his shoulder, "Watch out for

my brother who is coming down this path!  He's a lot bigger and stronger

than I am!"  The smiling troll waved him on, then strolled down to the

babbling brook for a quick bath and a drink.  Then he curled up under

the bridge in his favorite sleeping place, and was soon dreaming of

goats and bridges and brooks and hot steaming cocks.

     Sometime later, the troll woke to thumping on the bridge.  Instead

of the light taps of the small goat, these sounded like someone of some

substance.  Eager for another tryst, the troll jumped up and confronted

the middle billy goat Gruff.  "I'm the troll under the bridge and I'm

going to eat you all up"  the troll roared, shaking the leaves of the

trees with the passion of his bellow.

     The middle billy goat sneered at this.  "Eat, eat, eat!  Doesn't

anyone fuck anymore?"  He charged at the troll and hit him square in the

chest, knocking him onto the grass.  The two rolled around and played,

one on top, then the other.  The troll would grab the goat by his horns

and shake him roughly, and nibble his ears.  Then the goat would shake

himself loose and shove the troll onto the ground.  The goat would then

nibble on the troll's ass.  They whirled round and round each other,

neither getting the better of the other, until they were both panting

and hot.  At one point the middle goat had the troll bent over and was

rubbing his sheath against the crack of the hairy buttocks, but the

troll threw him off and they were wrestling again.

     The middle goat stopped to rest a minute.  Then he felt a warm

tongue licking his sheath and rough hands rubbing his legs until they

tingled pleasantly.  Almost in spite of himself, the goat felt his cock

growing out of his sheath.  It was quickly swallowed by the troll's

hungry mouth.  The middle goat felt the end of his cock bang against the

hairy tonsils, and he just had to give in.  He started stroking in and

out of the troll's mouth, heedless of the huge teeth.  Amazingly, he

found that the troll was an absolutely superb cocksucker, who knew how

to keep his teeth away from the sensitive pink skin.  The troll nursed

at the middle goat's cock like a hungry calf, while kneading the back of

the goat's legs and the muscles of the goat's buttocks.  He then started

squeezing the goat's legs, forcing him to slow down his humping.  As the

goat drew his cock back and forth across the troll's tongue with

agonizing slowness, the troll kneaded the flesh of the goat's buttocks

again, then under his tail.  The goat was too far gone into pleasure to

care.  When he felt a horny finger, then two fingers slip into his

asshole, that just made it so much better.  The goat felt himself

letting go, and he stuffed the trollish mouth with as much goat as it

could hold.  The troll almost choked trying to swallow this load.  He

had goat cum dribbling down his chin, and was still trying to swallow

all of it.

     When the goat had finished spending, he almost collapsed from the

pleasurable release.  His head was still giddy when he realized that his

hips were being supported by strong hands, and a tongue and face were

buried under his tail!  What was happening now?  The middle goat Gruff

felt some warm slippery juices flowing back into him, apparently the

troll had saved some of it in his mouth and was now using his tongue to

push it into the goat's asshole.  This felt very good.  The mixed juices

started a warm feeling just inside his hole.  His tail flipped back and

forth as the troll was busy with fingers and tongue.  Just as the goat

had almost collected his wits, the troll reared up and pushed his cock

into the hole he had just prepared.

     Ow!  The goat bleated as a twinge of pain came from behind.  The

troll was moving too fast!  But the pain quickly faded away, as the

goat's anus relaxed to accept him.  The goat realized it was more

surprise than pain, and now a new pleasure was washing over him, making

his fur feel like it was being brushed with a static comb.  He grunted

his pleasure and pushed back against the troll, taking his more than

adequate cock to the hilt.  The troll bent over and pressed his face

over the goat's back.  He humped gently under the goat's stubby tail,

taking his time.  He felt himself getting hot all over.  The troll

leaned over the goat and gently worried an ear with his teeth, then took

a horn in his teeth and gently shook it.  The goat shivered and felt his

cock growing hard again.  It started peeking out of its sheath.  The

troll felt this and started to roll it between his palms, which were wet

with the pre-cum oozing from the end of the goat's pink rod.

     In this way they continued for a few minutes.  The troll bit the

goat's neck.  This hurt and made the goat jump, but the little shock it

gave him spread through his body and made him tingly and warm all over.

The troll bit the goat's neck again, and the goat was now trembling with

the feeling.  They were both approaching a mutual climax.  Their shared

passion came out in grunts and squeals and pants.  The goat was pushing

himself between the troll's hairy palms, and the troll's dick was being

butted and pushed and practically sucked by the goat's pulsating ass.

     The bucking and humping sped up.  Each was working on the other

until they almost couldn't tell each other apart.  The troll would

nibble an ear or tug on some fur.  The goat would reach back and bite an

arm just to hear the catch in the troll's breath.  The troll became

uncertain whose cock he was masturbating, the goat's or his own.  The

goat could feel his knees shaking.  The troll's legs were jerking on

their own, making it hard to keep a steady rythm.  They pulsated

together, stroking each other's cocks with fist and with anus muscles.

The glow built up between them, getting hotter and hotter.  The fire

reached critical mess, then exploded.  The goat came so hard he thought

sperm was running out of all pores.  This triggered the troll's

explosion, and the middle goat gruff was sure he had never felt anything

as warm and as sweet as the sensation of the trollish sperm that was

pouring into his bowels in hot squirts.  The goat sang out loud and

long, and the troll's roar of relief sent small animals scurrying for

safety.  This time they both collapsed on the grass.  They were both

soaked in sweat and cum.  In the afterglow the troll felt that the

animal he was still holding in his arms was the most wonderful, soft,

furry thing he had ever held against him.  The goat didn't want to leave

the wonderful warmth against his back, or let the troll remove his now

shrunken cock.  They fell asleep together on the cool grass, with the

warm summer wind caressing their bodies.

     When they woke up, it was midafternoon.  The middle goat Gruff woke

up first, and licked the troll's face until he woke up.  By silent

agreement, they both walked down to the babbling brook and drank and

washed.  Then the goat suggested they go find some food.  There were

some succulent roots nearby and the troll had stashed some stolen fruit.

They ate together, laughing and nudging each other.  After the late

lunch the middle goat Gruff had to leave.  As they waved their goodbyes,

the Middle Goat Gruff said, "Wait until you meet my big brother!  He's

much bigger and stronger than I am!"

     With a full belly and a contented libido, the troll went back to

his little hollow under the bridge over the babbling brook.  Trolls like

to eat a lot and screw a lot and take a lot of naps.  He fluffed up the

hay and curled around himself and laid down.  No sooner had he started

to nod off than he heard a THUMP!  THUMP!  THUMP!!!!

     What the hell was that!  The boards seemed to be shaking loose and

dust was sifting down through the cracks.  The troll was sure he could

feel the shaking through the ground he was resting on, and he half

expected his hairy teeth to click together.

     The troll jumped out from under the bridge, and paused for half a

second.  This had to be the Biggest Billy Goat Gruff!  This goat was

completely black except for the stockings on his feet and the tip of his

tail.  He stood almost as tall at the shoulder as the troll.  His chest

was as big as a beer keg.  His head looked larger than a bull's, and his

horns, which were both fully curled and shiny as glass, were big enough

to use for trumpets.  Bass trumpets.  The fire in this goat's eyes would

have made the troll pause even if the goat had been a pygmy.  Truly this

was a formidable adversary!

     The troll recovered from his surprise and bellowed out his usual

challenge.  The Biggest Billy Goat Gruff seemed to lift his eyebrows

just a hair, then he lowered his head and he charged.  The troll stood

his ground.  The collision moved the bridge on its moorings.  The troll

sailed sunward in an impossibly flat trajectory.  As the big goat

watched with an expression of almost innocent bemusement, the troll

smashed through an elm tree, neatly shearing it off at the base, then

troll and tree finally slid to rest about two hundred yards from the

bridge.  The goat sauntered over to the troll casually.  He bit off a

tuft of grass and chewed it meditatively as he approached the troll.  He

swallowed, then pulled up another tuft.

     The troll was sitting up when the Biggest Billy Goat Gruff reached

him.  The goat wasn't worried that the troll was hurt, trolls are built

very tough.  The troll started to pull himself up.  He shook his head,

and started to say, "Jeez, can't you take a-- ULP!"  His protest was cut

off as the big goat shoved his face against the trolls in a rough kiss,

and shoved the tuft of grass into the open mouth with his tongue.  The

troll fell back, surprised, and spluttered indignantly.  He was a sight

with grass all over his beard!  The goat turned around and started

pulling grass to cover his laughter.  The troll didn't know whether to

kick the goat from behind or start laughing himself.  He laid back and

picked up a splinter from the tree he had knocked over.  He chewed on the

splinter and closed his eyes.

     A slight snort got the troll's attention.  He looked up, and there

was that buck again!  He was backed up over the troll, squatting.  The

goat's head was turned and he looked the troll right in the eye as if to

say, "What are you going to do about it?"

     Now, this troll liked to lick butt well enough, but being shat upon

was too much!  He bellowed and jumped just as the goat raised his tail

and flexed.  The troll was standing there in bewildered indignation.  He

saw the goat flip his tail up again, and nothing came out!  The big goat

winked, then he couldn't stand it any more.  He started shaking, and his

eyes watered, and he bent down and let out bleats of laughter!  Then the

goat rolled on his back, laughing and crying until he couldn't breath.

The troll's mouth twitched and he joined in, until they were both

laughing and rolling together in the grass and the broken pieces of

tree.  Neither one noticed the approach of the two smaller goats.  Those

two laid down on the grassy hillock to watch.  They nudged each other

and giggled while the troll and their big brother were rolling together.

     Then the Biggest Billy Goat Gruff got his nose into the troll's

crotch.  He licked the length of the troll's cock, then went lower.  The

troll was still laughing on and off, and he didn't notice how much

attention the big goat was lavishing on his anus.  The goat kept licking

and licking him, alternately stroking the troll's cock and trying to

force his tongue up the troll's butt.  The troll let him have his way.

Being licked after such a good laugh was marvelous.  This pleasure was

worth staying around for.

     After enduring a lot of licking and sucking of his erogenous zones,

the troll stood up and started stroking the goat's belly.  The goat kept

licking, and when the troll turned towards the goat's stern, the goat

kept licking the hominid's anus, still trying to get his tongue all the

way up there.  The troll stroked the goat's sheath, and the goat dropped

his shaft quickly.  This one was about twice the size of the middle

goat's penis.  It was easily bigger than the troll's, too.

     The troll squatted down and sucked a little on the goat shaft, then

he decided he wanted to mount this big handsome buck.  He licked his way

up between the goat's legs, then licked the anus and lubricated it with

his saliva.  This one shouldn't take so much trouble to get into, the

biggest goat had the biggest ass, with a hole that looked like it could

swallow the troll's fist.  He couldn't wait to be buried up to his

pelvic bone in that goat's flesh.

     The Biggest Billy Goat Gruff stood still for this treatment.  He

could still lick the troll's ass a bit, but not quite reach the anus.

The licking under his tail and the continued stroking of his cock were

very, very pleasurable.

     The troll decided it was time to mount and thrust.  So did the

Biggest Billy Goat.  As the troll stood up behind him, and gently placed

the head of his gnarly prick against the warm opening, the big goat

waited until the troll was just inside the opening, then he whirled

around, struck the troll with his shoulder, and knocked him flat!  The

troll tried to get up, puzzled and a bit miffed at this trick.  The big

goat pushed him down again, from behind so he landed on his belly.  When

the troll raised himself this time, he felt warm fur against his back.

"Oh, that's what you want!  Why didn't you say so?"  The troll pressed

back against the muscular chest of the goat and rumbled his pleasure.

     "It's more fun this way!"  The Biggest declared himself.  He moved

until the tip of his dripping cock was against the troll's willing anus,

then he slipped it in.  He pushed back and forth until his huge goat

prick was buried deep inside the troll.  The troll closed his eyes in

ecstacy.  He gave himself to the sensation.

     Then his eyes snapped open!  There was a mouth on his cock!  Who

was doing this?  He looked down and saw the littlest goat nursing on his

very erect cock.  Then he looked up and saw the middle goat, who winked

at him, then started giving him a tongue-bath.

     This might be called a Troll Sandwich.  The troll was getting

fucked, sucked, and licked by three very horny beings.  He started

shaking, and he felt himself cum into the mouth of the Littlest.  The

big goat was still going, so he stayed where he was.  He saw that the

middle goat had a hard one, and was holding it near the troll's mouth.

The troll took the pink tasty shaft in his mouth and sucked it until it

shot its load down his throat.  Then the littlest seemed to need

attention, so the troll held himself on one hand and stroked the

littlest one's cock until it shot its seed on the ground.  Then the

middle goat took over the sucking, gently working the troll until he was

hard again.  The biggest had been going for twenty minutes now, and he

was just starting to breath hard.

     The troll was lost in pleasure again, and so was the biggest.  The

little goat had abandoned the troll and started licking the biggest

one's testicles.  The troll could feel the big one's forelegs tighten

around him, and knew the end was near.  His own balls were tightening.

He had one more cum left!

     Then the Biggest Billy Goat Gruff lost control of himself.  He

pressed his cheek against the troll, hard, and pushed in as far as he

could go.  He humped fast, then slowed abruptly and drew himself in and

out, in time with his long, shuddering breaths.  The troll felt hot

liquid squirting into his bowels, and that set off his own orgasm.  The

troll's groans mingled with the moans of the Biggest, and together they

came and came until the grass was wet with their cum and they were too

tired to cum any more.  The middle goat was amazed at how much he was

able to suck from the troll.  Finally, everyone had been satisfied, and

they all fell asleep together in a pile.  The Three Billy Goats Gruff

now had an honorary Fourth Billy Goat Gruff.



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