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"Are you sure you want to? We can just go back home and relax." Rumbled the badger, rubbing along the back of Jer's shoulders. The dog gave an awkward smile, shook his head and passed his hood to the badger. The badger snorted, leaned in to plant a warm kiss on Jer's forehead, then gently slipped the hood over the canine's head.

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"Well, look at you."

With those words, Jer's ears shot up. The voice was unfamiliar, along with the wide hand resting against his lower back. The attention wasn't wholly unwelcome in his sort of place but, having a voice that deep rumble into your ear under the pounding music was a shock all its own. So much so that he nearly forgot his place. He opened his mouth to speak but he remembered the thick leather collar around his neck and the leash clipped to it.

"Rrrruff..." Was all that rolled from Jer's muzzle, his face growing hot under his neoprene hood. as he took his attention away from his drink on the bar and up to the stranger. He was a horse, a big one. Jer couldn't place a breed but from the sheer size he assumed a Clydesdale. His admirer was shirtless and his mane was twisted into dreadlocks that rested across the expanse of powerful chest. Jer couldn't suppress a short whine as he looked up at the horse's grinning face. A sound that instantly caught the attention of who was on the other end of his leash.

"Can we help you?" Another, much more familiar voice at Jer's side spoke up and his tail began to wag slowly. Tyson pushed himself away from the bar slightly, the badger looking over Jer quickly, then turning to the horse with a knit brow.

"I couldn't help notice your pup here, he is quite the looker." Said the horse, his grin never fading as he reached up and scratched Jer behind one of his floppy ears. Jer's left leg felt weak and bounced softly. "You new to this bar?"

"I'm not, he is." Tyson said curtly, crossing his arms and causing the sleeves of his leather button-up creak in a struggle to contain the badger's bulging arms.

"I get you." The horse continued to lavish attention on Jer, chuckling lowly as he used his other hand to rub the rottie mix's plush belly. "Would you mind if I gave him a treat?"

Jer's shorts suddenly felt very uncomfortable and his tail wagged so hard it batted against Tyson's knee. The badger hummed, uncrossed his arms and instead of answering the Clydesdale, he spoke the Jer.

"Sit boy." Tyson commanded and a second later, Jer was sitting on his heels of his boots, the pup perfectly level with the huge horse's belt buckle. He wasn't wearing pants, just leather chaps and a violet jockstrap and bulged obscenely with his heavy contents. The horse laughed loudly and Jer blushed even deeper under his hood, thankful that in the dim bar lighting meant they probably couldn't see his ears. He hoped anyway.

"Good boy! What's his name?" Asked the horse, cupping the pouch of his jock and taking a half step over the Jer and ever so gently letting the hefty pouch drop square onto his snout. Another whine left Jer, this time much louder.

"Jer." Rumbled Tyson, reaching down and giving the pup a light rub across the back of the neck, a warm reminder that his handler was nearby.

"Well look at that Jer, we're matching." Said the horse, flexing hidden muscles to make his bulge tap the pup's muzzle. The horse's jock and the panels of Jer's hood were the same shade of violet. Somewhere in Jer's mind the funny coincidence registered but it was between deep, ragged inhales of the horse's scent. It was earthy and wild with the slight spice of sweat to it and Jer decided that he wanted more. He nudged up the horse's bulge and planted his snout right at the spot where the straps of the jock met the pouch and inhaled deeply.

"I promise I scrubbed up good before I got here." Quipped the horse with another laugh, planting one of his own boots on the footrest of a nearby barstool, giving the eager pup more space to work with. "You don't mind a little horse musk do you Jer?."

Jer only let out weak bark muffled by the full jockstrap. With the new angle, Jer rubbed the cheeks of his puphood against the thick bulge, trying to get as much of the new and exciting scent on him as possible. Soon, rubbing wasn't enough, his wide flat tongue whipping out to drag against the dry fabric. He could taste the horse now, the earthy flavor just as good as he smelled. Jer didn't want to wait any longer and with a soft 'boof' he planted the bridge of his muzzle under the thick bulge once more, his warm gold eyes looking desperately up at the horse now.

"He won't take it out until you tell him to." Tyson said, taking a sip of his beer.

"Is that right? What a well trained pup!" said the Clydesdale excitedly. "Do ya want this hoss to give you a nice, big bone? Do ya, Jer?"

Jer shifted on his knees and whimpered.

"Oh yeah, good boys like you deserve it. All ya gotta do is ask, speak!" The horse grinned, letting rocking his hips back and forth to grind the now tenting pouch against Jer's face.

Jer barked, louder but still muffled.

"Yeeeah, that's a goo-" The horse was suddenly cut off by the badger. Tyson didn't say a word. Tyson only reached down and tugged the horse's overfilled jock behind his balls, letting the horse's massive dick and balls tumble against Jer's muzzle.

"Don't tease my dog." Ordered Tyson.

"Sorry, got a little carried away there." Chuckled the horse nervously. Jer found it in himself to forgive the horse as he felt the black and pink shaft resting heavily against the top of his head and those smooth balls take up space on his snout. The slightly damp cock flesh didn't slide as smoothly over neoprene as the jockstrap did but, Jer was a resourceful pup. He opened his muzzle wide and tucked the more than half of the dropped horse cock into his maw.

The horse left a low whinny slip from his lips and his knees buckled, the spongy flesh starting to harden within the wet confines of the pup's maw. It didn't take long, no time at all really, as the horse's member pressed stubbornly at his soft palate. Jer reached up and grabbed the horse around the root of his shaft and gave a few slow strokes, just feeling the pulse through the turgid shaft. The horse responded in kind by spurting enough pre cum against the back of Jer's throat to cause the rottie mix to gag and yank his head back. A strong paw caught him by the back of the skull, not letting him stray too far. Between a few watery blinks and a ragged cough, Jer looked up. He had earned a bit of a crowd now, a few of them even had their own dicks out but Jer didn't focus on then strangers, just the owner of the paw rubbing his neck subtly.

Tyson only gave him a questioning glance, a silent "Are you okay?" just for the pup. Jer only smiled, gave a short nod, then slowly went back to work. The badger's paw didn't move.

"Too much for you, pup? You should know we horses can be a little mess-" Once again the horse was interrupted however this time it was Jer slipping the now slowly flaring head past his lips. His wide tongue sliding along the mottled flesh, letting the shaft slip deeper with a measured slowness. And once again, a hard jet of pre splashed into his maw. This time, Jer mashed his tongue against the tip, only to roll the slick precum across the throbbing surface of the warm horse meat.

Once the flood of watery precum stemmed, Jer swallowed and pressed more of the shaft into his muzzle, reaching the medial ring with one smooth stroke. The ring of raised flesh was harder than he expected but Jer made sure to pay special attention to it. He bobbed his head across that half inch of horse cock, letting the ring pop into and out of his maw with wet slurps, the pace growing faster as the badger's paw aided his motions.

The horse's knees buckled as he let out a deep groan, grasping the shoulder of a nearby impromptu audience member before he managed to right himself again. Jer's tail batted against Tyson's boot as he heard how good of a job he was doing.

"Awh puppy, you're gonna make me cum if you keep that up." warned the horse, flicking his dreaded mane as he tried to focus on something other than the welling feeling his balls. Jer didn't need the warning, he could already feel that blunt head stuffed in the back of his throat start to swell and flare from his attention. To keep himself from choking or worse, gagging up all that hard earned horse cum, Jer sank the medial ring past his lips one last time and made a push for the base.

Tyson let the smallest of grins tug at his cheek as he helped the pup along, his wide paw pressing down on the back of Jer's neck firmly. The badger could feel how Jer swallowed and fought to get every mottled inch down his throat, a deep pride welling in Tyson's chest as he watched the pup's lips plant against the root of the horse's dick.

The small crowd around them cheered for Jer and his herculean effort but the horse managed to drown them out with a deep bellow. The stallion's strong hips bucked once, twice, and before the third the horse erupted.

Powerful jets of horse cum released directly into Jer's waiting tummy, the pup blushing uncontrollably under his hood now as he felt the sudden flood. The massive load made the underside of the Clydesdale's shaft pulse hard against Jer's tongue which only lapped along the member as he was flooded. If it hadn't been for the paw holding him down, Jer may have tapped out and just let the rest of the torrent make a mess of his hood and shirt however he didn't want to disappoint his handler in the least. Boldly, he reached up to rub and tug at the horse's balls gingerly, making doubly sure that he would get his full reward. The stallion winced and nearly doubled over from the feeling, letting loose a few extra hard rockets of his seed before he planted both palms against the bar and letting out a ragged groan. Hungrily, Jer continued to gulp and swallow around the thrumming equine shaft until the horse whimpered and took a step backward.

"Awh pup, you drained me good..." Said the horse with a stiff shudder, trying his best to inch himself out of the greedy maw. Jer couldn't help his playful growl at having his new toy taken away but, he relaxed his jaw and let the slowly softening shaft slip from his throat with a few soft gulps. He squirmed in place as that still wide flare slid across his tongue, leaving a few dregs of potent stallion seed for him just enough to catch the flavor.

Before the horse has completely left him, the paw on the back of his neck moved to the base of the horse's cock. Tyson ignored the whinny of complaint as he gripped tightly and slowly drug his fist to the head, milking out a few extra ribbons for Jer to get a proper taste. It was a heavy, musky flavor for a herbivore but still had an edge of sweet.

"Stand up, boy." Rumbled Tyson with a short tugs on the leash, wiping his paw off on the horse's abs before he stumbled away to a nearby stool. Jer's knees ached but he shot up, looking up at his handler for a moment before being forced into a kiss. Tyson's tongue pressed easily into his sore muzzle, tasting the horse and the pup for a long few moments as nudged himself closer. Jer 's tail wagged as he felt a familiar stiff mass pressing into his cum filled belly.

Jer wanted to speak, beg for more but, only a short and excited back leapt from his muzzle.