Bashed
#8 of In the park
Bashed
It was a cold rainy night and the park was pretty much empty. The young stallion had figured it would be, but since he had to cross it anyway. He'd decided to cruise it, of course he'd not seen a living soul. And the first two restrooms he'd stopped in were also deserted. He was nearly all the way across the park and to the warm comfort of a friendly bar. When he came to one last set of public toilets, he debated going in. But was young and horny most all the time, and just the chance of a quick blow job from some cute fox was enough.
The graffiti marked lime green walls, shined wetly under the flickering fluorescent light. Big hooves made a hollow sounding clip clop as the young stud moved back to check the stalls. But they were as empty as the rest of the place, snorting he trotted back to the urinals. Unzipping the stud pulled out his long floppy equine organ, and moved up to take a leak. The odor of strong hot equine piss had just filled the air, ringing off the white porcelain. When he heard the restroom door open, and close softly. Glancing over to see a small gray sweatshirt clad fur sulk in. "Lookin' for some fun?" The young horse called back over his shoulder recklessly. It could be a cop... they did patrol the park once in a blue moon... But he wasn't thinking about that, as he emptied his bladder and got ready to show off his thick stud stick. He was just shaking it off, when the pain flared in the side of his head!
"Yeah looks like I found some!" An excited voice sneered from behind him. There was a sickening ‘thump' and the world spun wildly around him! Stars and brass nits swarmed in front of his eyes, as the horse staggered back against a stall partition. The young roan stud threw his heavily muscled arms up to ward off a second painful blow. As his attacker moved in closer swinging a heavy iron bar. "Fuckin' Faggot!" The rusty iron bar thudded painfully against his upper arm's, as hot stinging blood ran into his left eye. Instinctively the young stallion through out a sidekick, and was rewarded with a muffled ‘Thump'! And loud guttural curse's, he'd hit his attacker but only a weak glancing blow. "Son of a bitch... I'm goina kill you fuckin' fairy!" And instantly the roan stud was struck by a flurry of hard but poorly aimed blows! But by this time the young strong horse had recovered his wits, even though tiny lights still swarmed in front of his one open eye.
"Not tonight!" The young stud grunted as the bar swung low he stepped into it. Catching the blow on his thick meaty thigh, and threw a swift punch to his attackers muzzle! The powerful punch landed hard, and sent the sweatshirt clad Wolverine staggering sideways. The rain soaked hood of his sweatshirt fell off as he did. Blood oozing from his nose, as he brought the bar up swinging frantically, catching the young equine in the ribs! But the horse had been in enough fights to know not to give up the initiative! So followed after his staggered attacker, throwing a quick shin kick. As he was battered back the Wolverine became more and more panicked and desperate. This wasn't working out the way he'd been thinking it would! ‘Fairies don't fight!' He thought, even when he'd seen the big young horse cruising the park. He'd figured the big queer would be an easy mark; he could rob and beat the pansy no problem. Teach the cock-sucking faggot a real lesson! He'd only picked up the bar as an after thought, in case any of the horses fairy buddies had came in. Now here it was the only thing keeping the homo horse off him!
Desperately the smaller fur jammed the butt end between the equines legs. But unluckily for him it hit the horse's long floppy cock instead of his low hanging nut sac! The young roan stud grunted as the bars roughly cut tip gorged a chuck from his preputial ring. Angrily the horse grabbed the iron bar, yanking it away. And throwing a swift, hard kick up into the attacking Wolverines on exposed crotch. The broad, rock hard hoof catching both the smaller fur's tight nuts between it and the pelvic bone. The Wolverines eyes shot open wide, with a loud squeal of pain. Clutching his battered jewels the little predator folded up and fell gagging to the cold tile floor. The horse looked down at the iron bar in his hands, and his attacker squirming on the floor. Anger was hot in his veins, and for a wild second he thought of beat the predators brains out!
But instead tossed the bar over the stalls walls, hearing it land with a sharp clang. His long equine cock, which had been only semi hard, was now bumping up against his belly. Drooling pre-cum out over the wide glands and snaking down his long shaft. Walking slowly over to the withering Wolverine, the horse bent over and fished his wallet out of his back pocket. There was money in it... the guy wasn't broke he just wanted to beat up a queer! Anger surged within the stallion again, anger and sexual frustration. The big stud dropped atop his still moaning attacker. Pinning him down, reaching under him unsnapping his jeans and yanking them down!
"What are you doin'..." The Wolverine grunted as he felt his pants being taken down.
"What the fuck do you think?" The horse growled back angrily, spreading the predator's legs.
"NO FUCKIN' WAY!" The smaller predator grunted, trying to wiggle and squirm away. But the big stallion's hard fist slammed into the side of his head stunning him!
"Fuckin' is right... you wanted to fuck up a queer... well this queer is going to fuck Up you!" The horse snarled into the Wolverines pointy ear, as he positioned himself. Big blunt cock head against tiny hot virgin plucker. Pushing... pushing harder forcing it's way in, the pain waking the Wolverine from his stupor!
"AARAGH... Son of a..." The little predator screamed as his sphincters were stretched wide by the horse's glands! The Wolverine's claws scratched across the dirty tile, as he gripped them powerfully; his head snapping back. As a roar of intense pain and utter humiliation escaped his bloody mouth. Then the horse was inside of him, sinking smoothly into his depths. While a big three fingered hand wrapped around his little cock. Which had been going rapidly limp, pumping it back to full erection.
"Noooooooooooo!" The little predator screamed, even as his stiff cock dribbled his slick pre all over the rest room floor. "Ge...get it out of me!" He demanded his body as tense as a board. The stallion grinned pulling back, but only slam it in again; while his paw tugged the Wolverine's stiff cock. Slowly jerking the ravished gay basher off, while he rammed into him over and over again! "N..nnnn..oooo...get your paws off me." The Wolverine whimpered and screamed, turning and twisting on his ravisher's hard invader. Even as the horse's leathery hand stroked his hard cock to quivering arousal. "I'm not a pansy butt boi!" "St..sto..stop it!" The Wolverine panted, as horses huge cock repeatedly violated him.
"You look like one to me..." The big stallion panted, as his other big hand held the predators head pinned to the urine stained tile floor. The horses powerful hip's were humping and thrusting like mad fury and lust blending into a mad mixture. Big blunt cock head pounding that tiny prostate gland, milking it powerfully.
"NN...nn..ooooo I.. don't...I'm not liking..." The Wolverine whimpered, as he tried to lie to convince them or himself... even as he hip's buck and plunged back begging for more cock to be fucked into him. Within minutes the Wolverine's hot spunk was spurting out all over the floor. And the panting squealing horse was orgasming his lusts into the predators ass!
"Who's the queer now?" The roan stallion moaned as he pulled out, leaving the debauched predator shivering on the floor. He tucked his floppy organ back into its sheath and hurried away. It was only after he'd gotten back to his apartment, that the horse realized he still had the Wolverines wallet... He chuckled thinking about that... and what might have happened to some other fur...
FIN