Chapter 2

Jim M. is a twenty-two year old, now working in an automobile plant on the West Coast. With his lanky frame and Midwestern manner, he is popular with girls, although not to be considered a 'mod' sophisticate.

His story, and the particulars of his sexual experiences, reflect much in his background. The theory that says that environment, and the accessibility of certain experiences, determines many future actions is brought to light here with this example. In this personal confession, Jim will reveal the facts of his background on a farm in Kansas which will shed much light upon his activities today.

With a tape recorder, and a couple of six packs, I asked Jim how he had come to experience that most tabooed sexual experience-bestiality. His manner was open and cordial, and at no point during the interview did he seem ashamed of his actions. He did, however, recognize societies' scorn for the kind of behavior he had engaged in.

I was born in Kansas City. My mother and father were both simple farm people, living with their chickens and pigs and kind of real simple ways. I mean, there was never any talk of fancy education or anything, just a kind of thinking about making do with what we had. They were pretty moral people, and were always worrying about what was happening around the country and everything. I remember Dad always used to say it was like the last days of the Roman Empire ... he was always a stickler for history, used to read it every night. So, anyway, my upbringing wasn't strange or anything. I guess living out in the country kind of simplifies things, you know, keeps them easy to understand.

It was on my parent's farm that I had my first experience with an animal. It was with one of the old sows. I used to tend to them, feeding and watching for their heats. Anyway, it was a hot summer night and this old sow was in- heat. Whenever that happened, we used to separate the pigs so that we could determine just how their mating would take place. So this pig was in her own corral and everything. I should add that at that time, I had learned to beat myself off, and used to go down to the river by myself and swim. I would go in naked and jack myself off under the water. For some reason, I never came above water, always underneath.

That night I was pretty horny. I had been looking through my collection . . . that's what I used to call it-my collection. Actually, there were about one hundred old photographs of naked men and women doing everything to each other. My favorite one was of this blonde girl, really pretty with big tits, who was just laying there with some guy's prick in her mouth. Her legs were spread real far apart, and you could see her crack plain as day. The thing about that picture that really got to me was the fact that you couldn't see the guy's head, only his stiff prick and balls. I guess I used to think that I was the guy in the picture. But, getting back to my story, that night I had been looking at this picture. I remember it was real hot and I stripped down and went out into the back yard. My cock was beating, kind of like all by itself, and I really wanted some action. Had any chick come walking along at that time I think I would have just marched out into the road and fucked her. But there were no chicks, and there was no way I could get any. So, I walked over to where the pig was and got inside the pen with her."

It's interesting about pigs, but they make really fine friends. They seem to be loyal ... kind of like a dog. I read somewhere where they were supposed to be really smart, and from the way they acted around the farm, I could say that they were.

When I got inside the pen, June, the pig, came over to me and kind of just stood there looking up at me. My prick was kind of waving in the wind, and I took hold of it and started beating myself off. Then I started rubbing it up against her hide, which felt kind of good. Whatever I was doing, though, seemed to turn that old fucking pig on, and she began kind of moving herself up against me. Finally, I managed to work my way to her backside. It was like a fever I was in that night, and I couldn't stop myself. We were both getting turned on and there was no way I could have prevented myself from doing what I did next.

I found her hole, and it seemed like the kind of hole a woman would have between her legs. I mean, from those pictures and everything, I just kind of assumed that was the case. Anyway, there was this kind of fine lining around her opening, and I tore right through it when I entered her. She kind of yelled a little, but then began moving with me ... and we began humping with each other like crazy. She felt good and warm inside, and I came real quick. When I did, I slammed myself up against her rear real hard, and it was the best wad I ever shot. Better, even, than doing it under water.

That night had been only the first. It was like I grew so attached to that damn sow that I didn't even look at girls. There were plenty of women around from the school, and they seemed to like me, but none could have been as good as that pig. She was always warm and moist, and there was certainly no problem with her feeling like she had done something wrong after we had finished. But what the hell, a guy can't just settle down for the rest of his life with a pig! Although some guys wind up that way 'cause of their wives.

So, when I was sixteen, I left the farm and headed out to the Coast. I had always heard about California and the good action there, so I decided to give it a try.

I guess it was the first ride I got that day that showed me how I could make a living. I was standing out on the highway, waiting for someone to give me a ride, when this red convertible pulled over to the side. I couldn't believe it, but the driver was one of the best looking women I had ever seen. She had long, blonde hair with real sparkly blue eyes. When I got in the front seat, I could see her legs. They were all tan and long and lean ... she was a real fine specimen.

"Where you off to, sonny?"

"California." I replied, watching her tits bobble beneath her sweater every time we hit a rut in the road.

"Maybe I can take you all the way ..."

I was really thrilled. My first ride, and with a beautiful blonde who would take me all the way to California. But at that moment, I didn't realize that she had said 'maybe.' We rode on for the rest of the day. When it got dark, she pulled into this small little motel. It suddenly occurred to me that she wasn't going to drive straight through, which was something I really had wanted to do.

"You can sleep in the car, junior..."

I said that that was okay. I didn't realize at the time that she was hankering after something from me. It wasn't until later in the night that I heard the door of her motel room open. I leaned up over the door and saw her standing at the door to her room.

"Hello, there, junior, sleeping well?"

I couldn't believe it, but she was completely naked. It was the first time I had ever seen a live naked woman. My cock which seemed to be getting bigger everyday, leaped inside my jeans, making them feel like they were going to burst wide open or something.

Then, she walked right out into the night, still naked, and came right over to the car. She leaned in over the door, and her tits rested on the window which was halfway rolled up.

"It's pretty hot, tonight, isn't it sugar?"

She was drunk, her breath smelled like whiskey, but she sure looked pretty without any clothes on. Her nipples were only an inch from my mouth, and I wanted to reach up to them and bite them, but she backed away.

"Out of the car and take off your clothes. I want to see what kind of riding companion I've got!"

I slid out the front seat and faced her. She was just a little shorter than me. Her eyes were planted on my jeans, just where it felt like my cock was going to bust through.

"C'mon, honey, take 'em off!"

So I did. When I was finally naked, out there in that motel parking lot, she let out a long sigh.

"You are hung like a horse, child, hung like a fucking horse!"

That made me feel pretty good. I mean, she was really the first woman who had ever seen me naked, and in this state and the fact that she was impressed really got me off.

"C'mon, let's go inside." She had her hand wrapped around my prick, and pulled me towards the door of the motel room. I watched her ass as she drew me towards the room, and suddenly had this great desire to ram my cock right up between those fleshy cheeks.

We got inside the room and she closed the door. She told me to lay down on the bed. Then, she stood above me, kind of looking me up and down and running her tongue along her lips.

"Beautiful ... just beautiful." While she stood there, her hand went down to her cunt. She began playing with her pubic hairs in a kind of nonchalant way, like she wasn't paying attention to what she was doing. I just lay back and watched her fucking good body.

"You just relax," she said, now with her finger pulling apart her lips, which looked like they were getting pretty swollen and inflamed, "and momma will take care of you."

She leaned over me and began letting her long, blonde hair ride along my legs. When the hair reached my cock, which was standing up towards the ceiling, she kind of swirled it around there, making it twitch and making me feel like I would come at any moment. Then she took my rod into her hand again and began massaging it. Up and down, real slow and smooth. I just watched, almost like I was separated from everything and looking at my old photographs.

"Momma's going to take you inside . . . hold tight" My cock slipped in easily between her lips. She played a song on it with her tongue, licking and stabbing at my inflamed skin. While she was sucking me off, she swung her hips around and spread her legs. Her cunt just lay there in front of my face. I looked into the swollen terrain, kind of just digging on her wetness and shiny pink lips. Then I put my mouth to her, and she moaned loudly.

"Ooooh .. . baby ..." She talked with my prick still wedged deeply in her mouth. The sounds were barely audible, and she wouldn't let go.

I drove my tongue up inside her, feeling out the warm, moist valley there between her legs. It tasted kind of sweet and bitter at the same time, and she seemed just as good as the old sow I used to fuck in the pen. I realized why I had dug on that old pig so much, and it was because there was really kind of a strange similarity between the sow's cunt and that of a woman.

Well, I'll tell you, that babe really liked to get it on. We played that way for a while and I came in her mouth. She took everything, swallowing the white stuff as though it were some kind of special drink. Then she licked my balls, letting her tongue roam all the way to my asshole before she felt like she had finished.

"There" she said, finally, "you're clean as a whistle."

But I was immediately hard again, and this time I wanted to fuck. She seemed real glad that my prick was stiff so quickly and rolled over on her back.

"Here," she said, spreading her legs and holding her cunt open for me, "put it right here ... and easy."

I hovered over her for a minute, then dove in. At first, I only gave her a little.

"Oh, Jimmy, go in all the way!"

I slid it in a little more. Each inch I gave her seemed to make her twitch or spasm.

"C'mon baby, all the way ... fuck me ... fuck me ... !"

When I felt her sweet warmth surrounding my organ, I decided to ram it home. I pulled out just a little, then plunged in as deeply as I could. She trembled and shook beneath me, digging into my back with her fingers.

"Oh God, it feels sooo good... !"

She moaned and cried as I pumped easily and slowly into her. Once again, I felt like I was doing it to that old sow, and I guess that allowed me to keep myself from coming too quickly.

"You're so big... if feels so good ... !"

Then she began breathing hard, really crying out so that I thought maybe someone in the motel might hear us. I drove harder and harder inside, feeling the end of her cunt against the head of my prick. With each thrust up against her wall, she seemed to collapse beneath me. Finally, I felt her begin to writhe and twitch, like there was a flowing tide inside her. Then I came, shooting what seemed like a gallon of milky stuff up into her. As my prick pulsated and twitched, I could feel her vagina kind of grabbing my meat and holding it firmly. When I had finally shot everything I had, I fell onto her, and we were both breathing very hard.

"It was fantastic ... you're the best I've ever had!"

I thanked her for that, it seemed like a real nice thing to say. I had given some thought to telling her about how she felt like the old sow I used to fuck on the farm, but decided that maybe she wouldn't understand that.

"I've got some people back in L.A. who might just learn to dig you ... yes, they just might."

She was looking at me in a really funny way.

I didn't know at that time what she was talking about. All I felt was a kind of real good casualness like I used after fucking that old sow.

On the ride to L.A., Susie and I did some pretty wild things. As a matter of fact, the longer I stayed with this chick, the wilder things got. Take for instance, that next afternoon.

We were crossing the desert, somewhere in Nevada, I think. Susie always wore this long dress, and beneath it she never wore a bra. I could always tell that because I could see her nipples bulging through the material. What I didn't know, though, was that she was completely naked beneath that thing. I mean, she didn't even wear panties or anything, just her own skin. Anyway, she was letting me drive the car and she was sitting over by the window.

"God, it's hot" She moaned.

"Why don't you take off your dress?" I was joking, but she took me seriously. In one swift motion, with a big smile on her face, she slipped off that dress and sat there-completely naked.

The sun was beating down, and her body looked kind of golden. She was really beautiful, and I had to keep turning and looking at her. All I hoped was that some big truck didn't pass us or that we got pulled over by some cop.

Susie leaned back in her seat and spread her legs. Her cunt was wide open, and she pulled the lips apart, letting the wind drift up between her thighs. Once again, I was as hard as a rock.

She leaned over across the seat and began rubbing the meat between my legs. She unzipped my jeans, wrestled with my muscle, and pulled the prong out into the desert sky. Man, it just stood straight up there, kind of waving in the wind as I drove over a hundred miles an hour over that concrete.

"Don't crash, dear, we've still got a long way to go!"

She was laughing as she put her mouth down on me. Slowly, evenly, she rode her lips up and down the length of my prick. I didn't move, but just sat still, letting her make all the motions. Her skin was warm, and I could feel her breasts coming through my tee shirt It was one of the wildest experiences I had ever had, I mean, being blown at a hundred miles an hour is really something!

When I finally came up into her mouth, I felt like I was leaving the seat of the car. The road kind of began to swim before me, and I wondered if I might not drive the fucking car off into a ditch. But she held on, once again taking all my juice into her mouth, swallowing it and sucking me dry. By the time I was finished, I was like flying outside the car, drifting across the desert and holding that damn car on the road for all I was worth.

Then Susie slid back across the seat, put her fingers inside herself, and began jacking herself off. Her head, thrown back against the seat of the car, was the most beautiful face I had ever seen. She had this kind of real religious smile on her lips, like she was in another world and she knew something no one else ever could. She moved herself like that for about five minutes, then finally came like she had the night before. I knew when it was coming, so I pumped hard on the gas and pushed that damn car up to one hundred and thirty. We were really flying, and so was she! I began to wonder if we'd ever make it to L.A. in one whole piece!

We got into L.A. late that night and went straight to Hollywood. It was the first time I had ever been in Hollywood, and Susie laughed every time I thought I saw John Wayne or Burt Lancaster. I guess I was pretty naive that way, and she seemed to think it was all pretty hilarious.

Susie drove us through the center of town, and then up onto Sunset. I was really amazed at the people who were hanging out there. They all looked like those people I saw on television whenever there was a riot. Long hair and beards, and the chicks looking like they were naked under their clothes. As we crawled along the street, I figured that I was going to like it here. I mean, everywhere you looked, there was some beautiful blonde walking along, her tits plain as day underneath her tee shirt and looking like she wanted to fuck at any moment. It was too much, like a complete orgy happening out there on the streets. I had heard once that those pictures I had back on the farm were from L,A., now, I could see how that was possible.

There was a house up in the hills above Sunset that Susie took me to. It was a huge place, and kind of looked like a Spanish mansion. We pulled up into the driveway where there were more expensive cars parked than I had ever seen in my whole life. Rolls Royces, Bentleys, Mercedes Benz, Cadillacs ... they were all there. Then it suddenly occurred to me that I had never asked Susie what she did for a living. I guessed then and there that she must have been some kind of actress.

Inside the mansion, there was what must have been a hundred people. They were laying around on the floor, drinking and smoking this funny smelling cigarette. The lights were so low that I could hardly see, and Susie had to lead me by the hand through the living room.

Everyone there seemed to know her, and the girls there all kind of looked at me with a strange smile on their faces when I was introduced to them. It was kind of strange, like Susie was showing me off or something. They talked with each other and kind of pretended like I wasn't there. I began to feel angry, angry at Susie and angry at her friends who I didn't understand.

When we went out into the back yard, I began to enjoy myself more. There was a huge swimming pool, all lit up with green and blue lights. And inside, there about twenty naked people playing around like they were children or something. The girls were really beautiful, and I just stood on the edge of the pool, staring down at all the breasts and cunts under that clear water. Then Susie lifted up her dress, stood naked, and jumped in. I felt funny just standing there and decided to go in, also. As I pulled off my jeans, I noticed all the chicks in the pool stopped doing what they were doing and stared up at me. Then I realized that my prick was hard, standing straight out and pointing across to the other side.

It was at that point that I realized that none of the other guys there had a hard on. I mean, with all those naked girls walking around, none of those other dudes were even excited! I thought that was kind of weird, aside from the fact that it really embarrassed me.

The only thing I could do was to jump in. Underneath the water, I noticed three pairs of legs standing around me. They were all female, and I could see the dark triangle of their cunts shimmering there beneath the water. When I finally emerged, I saw nothing but tits just kind of hanging there on the surface of the water.

"Well hello there ... welcome to Rome!"

She was small and dark, but had the biggest pair of tits I had ever seen. They were so large that they just floated on the water like they were balloons or something. She noticed I was staring down at them and smiled.

"We're both kind of big, aren't we?"

Her hand was under the water, and she took hold of my cock, kind of squeezing it gently.

"I think," she said, moving her belly closer to my rod, "that we're made for each other."

I let her throw her leg up and around my back. My cock was now up between her thighs. She wiggled and maneuvered until she finally had my head between her lips. There were some other people standing around watching, but that seemed to make no difference to her. They all began chanting and yelling encouragement to us.

"Oh, God!" She cried as my prick slipped up inside her, "he's as big as a horse!!!"

Everybody clapped, then she wrapped herself around me, holding on with her arms and legs. We began rocking in the water together, with everyone else holding on to our bodies to keep us from sinking underneath the water.

"Go ... go ... go ..."

I began pumping this little broad for all I was worth. It was like a stage performance, and I knew I had to really belt her one. Each time I stuck my prick deeper inside her, she cried out and everyone applauded. It was eerie, like the excitement of all the people watching began to get to me and I began feeling really turned on, also.

The chick came with real passion, groaning and crying out to the general delight of everyone watching. Then, I shot my load into her and that seemed to really get everyone off.

"Great fuck!"

"Bravo . .. bravo ... !!!"

"What a ball, great!"

They were all shouting and yelling. It was like a standing ovation after a great concert When I looked up, there were hundreds of people standing around the edge of the pool, clapping and cheering like they had just watched a touchdown.

"All right, people, Jimmy must now be initiated!"

This brought another round of applause. Susie swam over to me and dragged me to the edge of the pool.

"Now, baby, just sit on the edge and spread your legs!"

I did what I was told. Then, every chick in that yard took off her clothes and jumped into the pool. The men all backed off and lined up against the fence. This was the weirdest scene I had ever seen, but even though all these people were staring at me, I still got hard.

"Alright," Susie shouted, "let's show him what we can do out here!"

Then the girls, all naked and wet, formed a line around the edge of the pool. Susie was at the front and she moved slowly towards me. My cock was sticking straight up in the air, and my balls felt like they were going to burst.

Susie swam over between my legs, raised her head and blew warm air on my nuts. Then, she ran her tongue up the underside of my prick, starting from between my balls. When she got to the tip, she put her lips around me and took as much of my length into her mouth as she could. When I was deep in her throat, she bit down gently on the base, then withdrew her mouth and swam away.

As I watched her tight, little ass move beneath the water, I felt another tongue between my balls. I looked down and there was a small, girlish looking blonde girl sucking me off. Her eyes were blue, and she stared up at me while she opened her mouth and took my cock inside. Without thinking, I reached down to her head and patted her. Everyone cheered.

After the little blonde took her suck, another moved in and planted her wet mouth around my throbbing prick. It was amazing that with all these naked babes giving me head that I was still able to hold back from coming. But there was so much of it that it kind of grew interesting more than really exciting. I mean, examining every one of their naked bodies, feeling the different lips around my cock and all didn't give me much time to think about coming.

Finally, the last chick floated there between my legs. She was red haired and I could see her flaming pussy beneath the water shining there like a little flame. She smiled up at me, with pearly white teeth and thick, ruby lips.

"You come inside of me and you've made it."

"All right, honey, just keep after it, okay?"

She nodded as she put her mouth to me. She reached up underneath and took hold of my balls. She moved them back and forth against each other, gently persuading me to shoot my load into that succulent mouth of hers. Her tongue worked like crazy up and down my shaft, poking and stabbing as she traveled.

The rest of the party, with all the nude ladies sitting up on the edge of the pool, were encouraging me to come. My eyes moved back and forth between this redhead's mouth working out on my cock and the people, sitting like a brown, naked cheering section, around the pool.

When I started to come, the roar was mighty. The chick took everything, sucking and writhing her ass beneath the water. She seemed to really dig what she was doing, and when it was over, looked up at me smiling.

"You're something else, baby, something else!"

Everybody gathered around and congratulated me. I had done something special in their book. I had lasted the entire line, something no one else had ever been able to do. Susie was real proud, having brought me and everything, and they were also giving her acclaim.

"He'll be perfect!" She cried out happily, looking over at me as I stood amidst ten naked girls. I didn't know what she meant, or what could have been more strange than what had just taken place. But I was to find out pretty quick. As a matter of fact, they had set the whole scene already and were ready for me. I guess in a way I was putting on a show for these folks, kind of like I was an actor or something.

They all seemed to really dig what I was doing, though, and that made me happy.

Susie came over and got me. She led me across the patio and into a huge room with no furniture. Everyone followed us in there, and no one bothered to put their clothes back on. Then this guy with a beard stood up on a small chair and called the place to order.

"Ladies and gentlemen, perverts and obscene people!"

They all thought that was kind of funny.

"Tonight, as you have just seen, we have the rare opportunity of having with us a real man."

Everyone cheered and looked at me. Susie took my prick into her hand and kind of waved it around the room for everyone to look at.

"Because of this great luck, we feel that a special exhibition of human sexuality is in order ... tonight, fellow satyrs, we shall see our man fuck a sow!!!"

This really brought down the house. I didn't understand what all the fuss was about, but took everything in my stride. Then the group split up, with half of them lining up against one wall and the other half against another. I was left in the middle, with Susie standing by my side.

The guy with the beard brought in a pig. She was a good-looking animal and appeared to be in heat. I began remembering all those warm nights at the ranch when I used to fuck the old pigs. This gave me another hard on, even though I was really beginning to ache. When that happened, everyone once again began cheering. I was glad again that they all found it so great that my prick would rise.

The man brought the sow, with a little bit of trouble, across the room to where I stood. Susie moved away and disappeared. I couldn't see where she went because they now had a spotlight shining down on where I stood. Everyone else was in darkness, everyone, that is, except for that little sow and me.

It was real quiet as I began stroking the animal, giving it some warm feeling towards me and making her trust me. Then, I began playing around with the animals' vagina, pulling apart the small piece of skin which was there and getting a little blood to run down the back of her legs. The tenseness and silence in the room was almost unbearable, but I just went ahead and did what I knew how to do pretty well.

I walked around behind the animal and positioned myself so that my cock was resting against her haunches. The sow was kind of shuffling and squirming, so I grabbed her by the back legs and held her firm. As I inched my way down, I pulled her rear up towards me. This was so I didn't have to squat all the way down and ruin my ability to pump. The more I moved my prick downwards, the quieter it got There was real excitement in that room, and it seemed to come from every square inch of the place.

Finally, I was ready. I glided in easily, spreading the lips of the vagina and feeling all the while like I was home again. Her vagina was a good one, and felt just like a warm woman ... or Susie. I closed my eyes and concentrated real hard as I began pumping. It became a real strain because of the fact that I had come so much already that night. I could feel every muscle in my body pulling and tugging with every thrust. Sweat began pouring down my back and into the crack in my ass. But I kept after it, feeling it come, then pulling back and going at it again.

The people around me, all in darkness, were moving with me. I could feel their sweat and smell the juices flowing from between those chick's legs. It was kind of a mass fuck. Everybody seemed to be getting it on, yet, I was the only one who actually had my prick planted in a vagina.

I screamed when I finally began to come. It had been such a struggle that at times I never thought I would make it. But make it I did, and with a final burst that seemed to take all of my insides with it. I groaned and cried as my come spurted into that almost dry cunt of the animal.

I fell onto the floor and lay there for what seemed like a couple of hours. I was beat, drenched in sweat and felt like I would never fuck again. The lights went on slowly and the people were all standing around just like when the thing began. I could see the girls' thighs, and they were all glistening with juice. I mean, there were more shiny thighs in that groups of naked people then I had ever seen in my entire life. Everyone, during my fuck, had either jacked themself off or had someone else jack them off. A few of the pricks in the crowd were still stiff, and the men were beating themselves off, red with rage I guess at not being able to come with everyone else.

Then a strange thing happened. The people started moving in towards me, with weird looks on their faces. I mean, they looked contorted and the women didn't even look beautiful anymore. I was still on the floor and couldn't move.

"You beast!"

"Devil! Devil!"

"Animal! You're nothing but an animal!!!"

They were all shouting at me, claiming me to be a devil or something. I couldn't understand what was going on, but I was afraid. I mean, there were over a hundred people, all naked and angry at me. At me! And they were the ones who had set the whole thing up, made it happen and cheered when I finally did it. No, there was no way to figure out what was going on or what had gotten into everybody. I just kind of curled up into a ball on that floor and looked for Susie.

But Susie was standing off behind the crowd, fingering herself and kind of getting off on the peoples' anger or something. She had a real strange, far-away look on her face and didn't even see me pleading for help. It was all like some kind of nightmare ... a dream that wouldn't end.

I found myself lying naked and beaten on the floor the next morning. When I realized what had happened, I got real angry. I found my clothes and tried to find somebody I could beat up or something. But the place was completely empty. I mean, there wasn't even the sight of anything that would have indicated someone had been there, let alone some kind of weird mass orgy the night before.

At that moment, I decided to get out. I mean, I realized how I had been used and that something I couldn't understand had happened. I was pretty scared, and really felt kind of weird. I remembered that old sow, and felt bad for her, too. You see, she was used just like me, but they probably wound up killing her instead of just beating her up.

Anyway, at that moment, I decided to go straight. You know, get a job and settle down into some kind of job. Maybe find myself some young girl and get married and have kids and all of that. I didn't care what would happen to me, nothing could have been stranger than that night.

SUMMARY

Jim's story is a typical theme in literature and throughout the world of reality. Exploiting innocence for the perverse pleasure of others has long been a favorite practice and exercise amongst the rich and the perverse. In Jimmy's case, this exploitation brought with it a pseudo-religious catharsis.

The boy had, during his farm days, committed acts of bestiality. For these acts, he held no real moral feelings. To him, in his innocence, making love to a sow was as natural as doing it with another human. As a matter of record, his own explanation of his reasons have been documented by such people as Kinsey and Masters. In fact, they say that accessibility is one of the prime environmental reasons behind the indulgence of bestiality. That is, a boy on a farm, miles from his nearest neighbor, will search out some kind of sexual release ... usually with one of the farm animals. The fact that a sow was used is due, according to Masters, to the fact that a sow's vagina bears much resemblance to that of a human female.

Jimmy's experiences also are due to his own refusal to see why his sudden popularity became a fact in his life. He obviously was well endowed, and Susie latched onto him with only one motive-to eventually lead him into this orgy. Her influence was corrupt and selfish, and she seemed to gain much pleasure from the ensuing acts of violence perpetuated upon Jimmy. But during the entire scene, he never suspected the people engaged of being up to something perverse. As a matter of fact, this story lends a good illustration into perversity and the definition thereof.

Coming from the farm, Jimmy had never considered the act of bestiality a perverted one. The people who staged the exhibition, however, felt that bestiality was the supreme moral outrage. If they hadn't, they would have never staged their violent catharsis at the end of the orgy itself. Thus, Jimmy came from an entirely different moral background which allowed him to perform the act for those people who felt the act to be the work of the 'Devil.' The disparity of moral concern here is the tragedy of Jimmy's story. Hopefully, through better education and less human sexual repression, such variances in attitude might allow people to regard human sexuality within a workable spectrum of acceptability.