FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Gideon's heart beat heavy in his chest as he checked his phone for what had to be the fiftieth time that day. The last message read, "meet me at cottontail grove at 9 PM tonight, boy." The bakery Gideon works at closed at 8 PM, and after 30 minutes of cleanup, that gave Gideon just enough time to make the drive there. Cottontail Grove was in a secluded spot of town, just outside of Bunnyburrow county, and Gideon had heard vague, lewd stories about the place when he was younger. The horse was assertive and authoritative in a way Gideon found surprisingly hot when they started messaging a week ago, enough so that the normally shy Gideon responded to the horse's demand for nudes. He felt dirty taking them, but Gideon felt lucky to have earned the horse's approval.

When Gideon pulled up to the grove he saw a beaten up pickup truck parked there with no one in it. Gideon was on time, so he got out and looked around. There was a trail going further into the woods where nobody would see them, and so Gideon decided to walk down there. As he walked, his overalls rubbed up against his sensitive skin and cock; the cocky male had asked him to go commando underneath his overalls, and Gideon, surprising himself, had went along. A lot of what was happening surprised him.

After a few minutes of walking, he heard a voice say "hey fox, I'm over here." He turned and saw a tall chestnut and white furred horse, leaning against a stump several yards away from the trail. He was wearing a gingham shirt with a tight fit which showed off his physique, and a pair of ratty jeans which Gideon could tell were getting tight as well. Gideon stood there staring for a few moments more before the horse asked in a deep voice, "are you just gonna look or aren't you here to do something, boy?"

Gideon didn't know what to say so he swallowed his fear and walked forward until he was a few feet from the horse. He didn't know where to look, and he noncommittedly glanced between the horse's waist and the trees behind him. It didn't help that Gideon, although usually very large compared to the bunnies that live in Bunnyburrow, only came up to the horse's crotch level. It felt sillier before, but Gideon could tell why this man went by the name SirHoss online. The name fit him.

One of Hoss's large, meaty hands came down on Gideon's shoulder, and Gideon:so face was pressed up against the horse's tight bulge. "What's the holdup? You seemed a lot more ready for this online boy, you looking to turn back now?"

"No, I'm..." Gideon spat out weakly.

"No what, boy?" the horse demanded as he pushed Gideon harder against the fabric of his crotch. "We've already been through this conversation online."

"No, sir. I want to go through with this." Gideon wasn't sure how much he believed that. For sure, it made his cock hard and his mind swim, but it was scary. Lack of control scared him. He'd recently been talking about accepting lack of control in therapy. As the horse began unbuttoning his jeans, Gideon wondered if this was what his therapist had in mind.

The horse's bulge was more prominent in just his underwear, and so was the unmistakable scent of musk. The horse ordered him to take a deep whiff, and Gideon was quick to obey. The cock was still only half hard, but it still strained against the horse's briefs. Gideon's snout pressed over a slick spot of pre and the heady scent stuck in his nostrils. It seemed almost metallic to him against the rich, earthy musk surrounding him.

The horse pulled him off and sat back on the stump. Gideon hadn't realized how heavily he was breathing until that short reprieve. "I've got another treat for your hungry, hungry nose, boy," the horse said with excitement while removing his shoes. At any other moment Gideon would have found that sentence ridiculous, but now Gideon could hardly suppress a moan. "Worship my feet, boy," the horse commanded.

Gideon was again compelled to obey. He held the large foot in front of him, about as large as his own head. His toes ended in thick black keratinous nails, much different from Gideon's own claws. And instead of fur between his toes, there was just a buildup of sweat and smell. Gideon inhaled deeply. He wasn't entirely sure what he was feeling, he had never thought he had a foot fetish and he wasn't sure if he did now. But he felt so satisfied to submit. He felt determined, and he just about melted when he heard the horse moan out, "fuck, that's good boy." He put his large feet on either side of Gideon's head, and forced his face into his soles. Gideon got lost in the scent before the horse pulled his feet away. He looked up to see the horse's underwear straining to contain his massive erection. The cock was as long as Gideon's torso, and way thicker than Gideon could hope to wrap his muzzle around.

"Worship it with your mouth for now, boy," the horse commanded. "Start with these nuts." Gideon obeyed, and began to lick the fist-sized orbs. The smell was as strong as the smell of his feet, but it was less dirty, more... full, rich.... Gideon couldn't put words to it, it seemed to fill his head and coat the insides of his lungs. His hands felt their way up and down the horse's long shaft above him, running over the medial ring on their way to the flared tip. Gideon couldn't imagine what it would feel like to be torn apart by this massive rod. He found himself working his way up the cock, licking and suckling the underside. The heat of the cock was intense as it pressed against his chest, and as his lips reached the top he wrapped his arms around it. His own erection was rubbing against the base of the horse's cock through his pre-slicked overalls.

Gideon hadn't noticed the horse's warnings that he was getting close until he shouted out "fuck boy, here it comes!" He felt the massive cock convulse against his body before the horse gripped his shaft and pointed it square in Gideon's face. It went everywhere, powerful squirts of cum even glancing off his face before before landing on the forest floor. Gideon was stunned before he put his mouth to the head of the cock in an attempt to catch the last few shots. Gideon kept trying to suck the horse's cock until the horse pulled him off.

"That was pretty good," the horse huffed. "You sure this is your first time doing something like this?"

"Yeah... I mean yes sir," Gideon answered.

"You did pretty well as a sub, boy. And you're pretty wet down there given that you didn't touch yourself even," the horse said as he reached down to feel the pools of pre on Gideon's overalls. "You have a lot of potential. I could see you collared up for me someday."

"I might like that, sir," Gideon replied.

The horse ordered him to drive home covered in cum, and not to wipe it off until after he jerked off that night. He said that this was the first test in earning a collar from the horse. Gideon thought about that as he drove home; he was determined to prove himself in the eyes of the dominant horse. It seemed so bizarre that this stranger he had only been talking to for a week could exercise so much influence over him. But wasn't that how these things usually worked? He'd have time to think about it later. Right now, his nostrils were full of the strong scent of the horse's cum, and he had an aching hard on to take care of when he got home.