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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