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Chapter 1 - The Race

The race was soon and Avery was nervous. He was new and didn't know why he was here. He was clearly the slowest horse in the field. He was pulling on the purple singlet with its solitary racing strip. The stripe itself was strange. It began below him and went between his cheeks and continued after the hole for his tail. It made its way up his back following his spine. In front it ended just at the top of his sheath. It was tight and sheer, almost seeming to pull his cheeks apart. It squeezed his package so tight it was almost painful. He felt more exposed than he would have been naked and now he had to walk out onto the course.

He had dressed alone. His restroom excuse had brought a series of snickering noises as he left for the lavatory. The real reason was as unnerving as it was obvious. He had noticed and he was sure they had noticed that he had noticed. They had been checking him out and not just a comparing sort of way. Not in a competitive way. It made him nervous and the worst part of it was that he didn't know whether to be flattered or afraid.

The contract had been simple enough. A sallow faced old stallion had given him the spiel. He hadn't needed it. "We see potential in you. You have a bright future if put in the right place. You could be one of the greats with the right training and we're just the stable that can give it to you." The stallion was Cal Derring. He had the greatest championship run of the last 100 years. Avery was just about ready to jump out of his shoes at the meeting. Avery had done his research. Den Hetspark, Yot Creed, and Dell Rovin were on this team. All of them were destined to win their respective cups. The contract was all but signed but he played it cool. At least, he thought he did at the time. Had that excitement been playing on his face the whole time.

His first visit to the locker room had gone well. He walked in and there stood Den in all his glory. Den was a tan and white paint. He stood half a foot taller than Avery covered in exactly nothing. His impressive thigh muscles stood out. His legs looked like they could kick a hole in a steel wall. His sheath was thick and white sitting above two large fuzzy eggs. A tan splotch ran from the middle of his abs to wrap around his side. His musk was strong and it seemed to radiate off him. It made Avery a little self conscious. Den walked up to him smiling with eyes that were a bit unsure.

"Avery, is it?" he said. His large paw extended. "It is." Avery said a little tremor entered his voice. He took the paw in hand. The grip was strong but measured. "I hear good things about you."Den said, his smile growing. "You have a lot of potential." Avery was barely able to return a thank you, sir. He let go of the older stallion's hand.

"No need to be nervous kid and knock off the sir stuff. Call me Den. Everyone else does. We're gonna work well together. I can feel it." he said. Turning he called, " You just caught me on the way to the shower. See you later kid" He galloped off to an open door in the far wall, his blonde tail bouncing above a well toned ass. The room beyond was already steaming. Cal stood in the other doorway.

"Den is one hell of a worker", he said startling Avery. "He's always working out long after everyone else has gone home. He might even eclipse me someday." He left Avery to find his locker and the equipment provided which included the tight singlet.

The moment was circling itself round and round in his head. What had Den heard? He had won a lot of Fed events. It was true. He had been the best in his high school and in his college team. However, he was beaten many times in the Fed trials. How had he of all horses ended up in the best team in the united feds? He had applied to them. Everyone he knew had applied to them. He knew of a couple horses that would have suited this place far more than him. He walked through the tunnel.

The practices went well. Cal had pushed him hard that first month. Harder than he had ever been pushed before and it showed, but he still wouldn't be able to measure up to these greats. Most of them weren't even in his racing class. Even the larger slower horses were faster than him and the purple singlet hadn't helped. It seemed to restrict his movements. Even after doing exercises with the other horses he still felt self conscious in it. Every lunge pulled it tight over his sheath. Sprints rubbed him in all the wrong places. It didn't help that he could always feel their eyes upon him. Were they watching for weakness?

He confronted Cal about it one day. "Listen son. Not every horse wins his first derby. In fact, very few of them do." Avery replied, "Are you sure I'm good enough for this team?"

"Avery, if I didn't think you were good enough I wouldn't have hired you.", he said with a knowing look in his eye.

The tunnel exit grew larger and larger as he plodded toward it. He could hear the milling crowd. Their mingled sweat seemed to hang in the air. He could smell horses, wolves, and a tinge of cat. His heart beat faster. This was a high class crowd. Cats only came to the big events. So few of them made the voyage across the sea. He was about to make an ass of himself. His light brown fur bristled and his tail fluffed. His heart grew faster as he reached the gate. His parents were somewhere in that crowd. Cal had gotten them tickets.

He made his way toward the empty slot. It had his colors on it. A small cheer erupted from the crowd. He felt a little better. His heart still hammered, but in a good way.

"They cheer for everyone, kid." a voice said on his left. He had been placed between Grin and Shano. "Just don't come in last." Shano added with a wink. A strange hungry look sat lurking in his eyes. "Yeah, we have a tradition for the slowest horse", Grin added. His sneer was oddly playful. The same look of hunger played behind his eyes. The air was thick with musk. The heat of the day seemed to pull sweat from them.

Cal played to the crowd. The junior derby had just finished. Many events had run before they had come up to the gate. They were the main event. He introduced the horses beside Avery one by one. The crowd cheered again for each one. He was left for last. "And now introducing Avery Stallit the newest addition to our team.", cheers accompanied his pronouncement.

Avery's racing heart leapt. He could take them all on. He could do it. His resolve steeled. So what if they cheered for everyone. It didn't matter. Cal made his way to the end of the prepared speech. "And now without further ado LET'S START THE RACE." The crowd roared with his pronouncement.

"On your marks." Avery dropped into a starting stance. The singlet tightened painfully on his balls but he barely felt it.

"SET" His shoulders tensed and his thighs pushed against the tight fabric sending his hooves hard into the plates.

"GO" His muscles pushed hard in concert as he shot into the thunder of hooves at a furious speed.

He passed ahead of Shano. He pushed ahead of Grin. They barely registered as a blur as he passed. By the time half the course had gone by he sat behind Den, Yot and Dell. A second flush of adrenaline hit him. His muscles worked harder. They had to work harder. He could pass them. The three asses in front of him were mesmerizing. He had to catch them. Den was the largest one ahead of him and somehow beyond all reason in front. His blue singlet worked with his astonishing muscles. Avery had to catch it. He passed Dell and missed the cheers. The thunder of his heart blotted out everything else.

With a quarter of the race left, it hit him all at once. He didn't stop running, but the speed left him. His muscles were growing heavy. He didn't notice it. He tried to push, but he couldn't. The track was much longer than any he had run. His speed was failing him and the horses passed him one by one until he hit the finish line dead last just behind Reed. His head was spinning and his lungs pulled air like a man fresh out of the desert drinks water. He crossed the finish line in a fog. He ambled toward the others standing in their places.

Den stood alone in the winner's circle. His face held a look of serene pleasure as he raised his paws toward the crowd in triumph. Avery missed Cal's patter. He missed Cal praising his amazing showing. He missed the crowd's ecstatic cheer in response. After the place call, the horses left their respective spots. They waved to the cheering crowd with Den leaving last.

Chapter 2 - The Celebration

Avery began to recover as they headed toward the tunnel. It was slowly dawning on him that he had landed in the dreaded last place. His heart sank. He wasn't good enough. He didn't cry but he could have. He had put everything on that track and it wasn't enough. Maybe he could escape if he could leave if he could dress before they did. He didn't run to the locker, but when he got there he worked quickly.

He undid the leg supporters and pulled each one over his hooves quickly. He pulled the goggles over his ears. He had the singlet down to his waist when he heard the words,"You're awfully eager aren't you." It was Grin. Avery looked up.

All seven members of his team were advancing on him slowly, almost stalking. Den was in the lead. Avery backed away from the lockers. Grin's words echoed in his head and his heart started to beat hard. His teammates were in about the same state of dress he was. His butt hit the wall and he straightened up eyes wide. His heart beat harder and harder as Den approached. His eyes widened further as he looked at his teammates.

The unflared head of Den's cock was easing its way above his singlet inch by tantalizing inch. His pink member slowly freeing itself of the tight blue singlet. The erection pushed it down until it fell to the floor. Den gingerly stepped out of it as he advanced. The young horse noticed the same phenomenon among his other teammates. Yot and Dell flanked Den's backside. A white streak worked its way down the black fur of Yot's lithe body. His smaller cock pushing its way out of his white singlet was mostly black with a blotch of pink on it's right side. Yot was smaller than Avery. Dell was closer to Avery's size, but his cock put the other two to shame. Its length nearly reaching his nipples. Its dark pink color stood out against the dark brown fur of his chest. A large white blotch covered half of his face.

Behind them stood the rest. Reed and Shad had joined Grin and Shano. Grin no longer wore his sneer. A look of begrudging respect hid behind an unquestionable lust. Like the horses beside him, he was nursing a throbbing hard-on. They stroked slowly and it was apparent that they were waiting their turn.

Den was coming closer. Avery could feel every beat of his heart. He could see Den's large hard nipples rising from his fur. The horse's muzzle was a picture of lust and longing. Den's dick dripped pre-cum. His legs bulged with each step. Avery began to tremble.

Den put his hand on Avery's shoulder. He gave a gentle lick to the young horse's muzzle and rubbed his cheek against the other horse's cheek. Little by little Avery's trembling subsided. Den reached down to finish the job Avery had started on his tight singlet pausing to give his nipple a lick on the way. Avery drew in a sharp breath. Avery's bedraggled sheath sat above his modest balls. His dick came to life quickly filling out. His black wang seemed pink at first but that was only the tip. It extended out to full length first dangling limply before growing a couple more inches by swinging up to become rock hard. It nearly hit Den in the face. Den smiled. He took a moment to take it in before giving it a full length lick.

Avery gave a shiver. His own cock began to leak. Den stood back up giving the slowly wanking horses behind him a show. He pulled a large bottle off a nearby shelf and pulled the cork. He nuzzled the young horse while pouring a large measure on both their cocks. The slick liquid worked its way slowly down their long shafts. Den grabbed Avery with his now slick hand teasing the tip before working the hand up and down. His other hand guided Avery's slightly less jittery hand to do the same. Avery felt the veins along Den's shaft and eased into foggy bliss. He couldn't think. A large part of him wanted what was coming next and the part of him that was afraid found itself locked off in a corner of his mind.

Den moved his slick hands to work the tight and wonderful muscles of Avery's ass. They loosened as Avery leaned into Den. His hand stopped as he was overtaken by this new sensation. Den worked his slick finger gently into the young horse's eager ass. The anus pushed out almost instinctively to accept Den's fingers one after the other. He stretched it gently. The pain was lost on Avery who would be feeling this night throughout the next week. Den gently turned the unprotesting horse around. Den put his impressive member against Avery's back and leaned in.

"We're all going to be taking a turn at your ass." he said. "The horse at the back of the derby gets this treatment." Before Avery could say anything Den pulled back. He put his pink wang against the young horse's slightly loosened dark hole. He pressed against the inviting orifice. The pressure was immense and Avery gritted his teeth until with a pop the cock went in. Den slid it in slowly and easily.

"It's always that first entrance. After that it gets easier and easier. You wouldn't believe how easy this gets." Den said through shallow breaths. Avery could believe it. Every vein hit a blissful nerve ending and once it got in far enough it started to rub something inside that lit up a light behind his eyes. His cock was leaking liberally now. He wanted more and he got it. Den began to move. He was slow at first but as he picked up speed Avery's brain nearly shut down from the pleasure. His leaking became a drizzle then a flood. The orgasm hit him hard, clenching his asshole and causing Den to fill him with seed.

Den pulled out shuddering as the waves of pleasure hit him. His flare popped out, spoiling the young horse's revery with pain. "I'm sorry" , gasped Den. The pain was intense but little by little it subsided. The young horse jiggled over to a bench and sat down. The cum leaked its way out his now loose ass to trail down his thick thighs. He lay down on the bench, straddled legs hanging over.

Yot was already grabbing the bottle off the shelve and lubing up. He knew an opportunity when he saw one. He moved to Avery's legs. He lifted the unprotesting legs easily. "Are you ready Avey?" Yot asked. Avery nodded and it was all he needed. Yot's smaller wang entered easier than Den's. No pop. No pain, but it wasn't as good. Avery might have been bored if not for the monster that appeared in front of his face. He licked Dell's dick enjoying the musky taste. Dell moved closer and Avery attacked with his tongue. He had heard enough dirty jokes to get the idea. He tilted his head back and opened wide. The dick worked its way down his throat and if he had been in another position he might have worked it. He wanted to, but from here he could use his tongue only and that would have to do. His throat took the intrusion poorly, but Dell pulled back before the young horse could hit full gag. "Maybe later" said Dell.

The cock working his ass found a rhythm and that wonderful spot in him. His sheath began to leak and before long Avery's cock found its second wind building to another impressive erection. Grin moved to his side.

"Let me show you how suck a cock." Grin said moving downward. He found the mingling scents intoxicating. He opened wide, tongue extended. When Grin worked a dick with his mouth the owner of said cock never lasted long. The young horse gave Grin a fine meal while his learning anus gave Yot a fine orgasm. More cum coated his insides, but a lot streamed onto the floor as Yot pulled out. He joined Den against the wall. Dell pulled his half buried monster out of Avery's mouth. Dell was surprised to see the young horse look a little sad.

"I don't think you're ready for me yet." Dell said. "How about you try these four first?" Avery sat up and looked at the cock buffet in front of him. Grin stood in front of him with a smile on his face. His wang was a little less girthy than Den's but longer. Looking between Grin and Shano he came to a realization. If you added their girth together you would be a little bit smaller than Dell. He had an idea. He grabbed the bottle this time. He poured the bottle on each in turn. He massaged the lube in and delighted at the faces he saw. He stopped.

He pulled Shano onto the bench. His cock stood like an empty flagpole. Avery lowered his cum lubed hole onto it. Leaning over he licked Shano's muzzle. Avery took it easy. His own cock hadn't recovered yet. He leaned forward to rub Shano's hard nipples. Avery started moving. His thighs pulled his cum covered ring over the veiny black cock. The texture pulled at his mind, taking it into a misty world of pleasure. Shano's strong hands kneaded the muscles of Avery's chest teasing his nipples.

The young horse caught sight of Grin. Avery brought his stud ride to a halt resting his balls on Shano's belly. Seeing Avery's face Grin had a moment of worry. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Just fuck me already" came a forceful reply. More of the slick liquid flowed. This time it wound its way down Grin's modest dark member. He took his time making sure it was exceedingly slick. The brown fur of his paws was covered. He rubbed up Shano's cock to the entrance. His fingers touched the dark ring. He caressed its bulge. Avery gave a shiver and tossed his head lightly. He pressed one of the fingers of his paw between the wall and Shano's dark meat. It slid in easier than he expected. Den really was hung. He knew that well. Grin was able to slip three fingers between and he stretched the now very tight ring.

He moved the fingers to his mouth licking compulsively. The other hand rubbed gently on the young horse's ass. The muscles were so strong under their cover. He took his member in the other hand, weighing it against Shano and Dell. The kid had the right idea. He guided the now lightly pulsing cock the entrance. He pressed it to the hot combination. The tip sat there and he felt the pulsing of his heart throughout his body. Planting his hooves he grabbed the other cheek with the hand on his cock.

He pushed. It was a gentle pressure and the entrance was giving very slowly. Avery's eyes were wide. His teeth clenched. He exhaled a strong breath through his nostrils. The gate gave up slowly. The tightness was intense, but amazingly it still had room to stretch. The pain was distant and getting closer. Soon it would be screaming and yet Avery couldn't cry off. He didn't want to. It grew until it devoured his thoughts. It was like a bolt was being pushed through his skin. With another pop the cock entered to join its partner. Avery closed his eyes, dropping his head to Shano's chest. His fast breath misted Shano's black fur. Avery's brown paws clutched at the tight pectoral muscles. Shano gently stroked the young horse's neck. His paws slid through Avery's short cropped brown mane. Grin had half of his foot length nestled. It put him a little apart but he leaned over and rubbed the young horse's back just above his dark tail.

Dell watched wide eyed. He heard a noise which jerked his attention away. Reed and Shad were trying to find a place on each other they hadn't already rubbed. Reed was giving Shad's thick nipple a tweak. His moan pulled a bit of pre-cum from Dell. His mind was screaming at him to join them. He couldn't. They were beautiful. The big horses were made for each other. His intrusion would be wrong. The thick gray fur intertwined between them and their wangs danced together between them.

Another more visceral noise assaulted his senses. The loud smacks from Den's ass pierced him. Yot was railing him. A rising shuddering moan broke from Den's throat. A whiny rose from his lungs and a splatter of cum covered the wall. Yot wasn't done. He pounded away. Den's wang wilted but his moans continued. Yot's little light brown ass worked bouncing the dark blond tail and he wanted it badly. He looked at the trio on the bench. The stretched ass called to him and his mind answered 'soon'.

The pain was ebbing for Avery. The hard worked muscle lost its tension little by little and Avery's breathing slowed to its usual rhythm. Shano licked his cheek. "You okay?", he asked tenderly. Avery gulped and gave a nod. Grin pushed slowly. His cock mingled with Shano's. The feeling was strange. The push wasn't uniform and their cocks twined lightly to make it easier. The pressure pushed them together forcing the cocks to glide full body on each other. The tightness eased for Avery as the thinner base neared. It couldn't quite make it.

Shano and Grin looked at each other. They smiled. Shano nodded. The fucking began. It didn't take long for them to build a rhythm. It was driving Avery crazy. The world was nothing but this moment. No past, no future. Only this. There was a mix of pleasure and an undercurrent of pain. It grew a little as the horses started pounding faster. The limits were pushed as the speed pushed him further open. The cocks separated a little more outside of him as they moved faster. They were caught in a wave that swept away their fears and worries. The consequences could and would come later. The rhythm of the rookie's breath matched the thrusts. Suddenly Shano sprayed his insides and his thrusts slowed. Grin followed shortly after collapsing onto Avery's back.

Their cocks slowly shortened thinning until they left the well fucked hole. Grin rolled off to land heavily on the floor. Shano's eyes dimmed a little but he held onto consciousness. He stroked the horse on his chest, rubbing his back. His paws gently massaged the younger horse's butt. He slipped a gentle paw into the hole. It was stretched and loose. The cum was leaking profusely. They pulled apart until they sat straddling the bench. Avery watched Shano lick the cummy mixture from his paw. Avery leaned forward to touch his ass and try some himself. He was shocked to discover just how loose he was now, but it was forgotten when he tasted the salty and slightly sweet concoction. He sucked it from his fingers.

A bit of cummy goodness was on Shano's muzzle. Avery licked it off. A moment of embarrassment hit him. The fur on his cheeks stood out as he leaned back sharply. Shano looked surprised and then the moment caught him. He laughed, putting his body into shakes. Avery caught it and the laugh found its way out of his lungs. Grin started snoring and they lost it doubling over and convulsing with laughter. More cum poured out of Avery further drenching the wooden bench. Shano grabbed Avery's shoulder and he did the same. They leaned their heads together as the laughter subsided. The light pressure of Shano's head on him brought a strange feeling. It was a warmth spreading wonderfully through his chest and in that moment he longed to put his arms around the other horse. He didn't get the chance.

Avery felt a warm weight on his shoulder. "I hope you didn't forget about me." Dell's voice was not hoarse, but it had a breathy sound. The longing was painful. The veins were standing out on the taut member. The wang dripped heavily. Its cum fell on Avery's sheath. His long absent erection slowly started its build. The pink tip poked out of its hole. The smacking behind them brought the moment to a close. Shano licked him on the tip of his muzzle.

Shano looked sheepishly at Avery and his longing eyes. He got shakily to his hooves and moved sleepily to the corner cot normally reserved for injured horses. He would be sleeping soon. Something had just happened and he wanted to hope that it would mean something. With these thoughts dancing in his head he closed his eyes and let old man sleep take him. He didn't hear what Dell said next and he didn't want to.

Reed and Shad had stopped making out. The laughter had shaken them out of it. When they were together, the world seemed to disappear. Shad didn't want to join in the festivities. Not really. He wanted Reed and Reed wanted him. They were apart from the group in a way. They pulled while everyone else ran. Their chests and arms were larger. Much larger. They only ran with the group as a part of the team and that would be over a few weeks from the start of their cup. Then the 3 ton carts would come out. The competitive nature of their love only seemed to come out at that time, but none of the other horses seemed to notice. Now, with cursory practice taking the pressure off they could explore each other. They watched the display.

The musky smell from Dell's monster was intoxicating. It rubbed against Avery's neck. A second thick drop of precum fell from its end to land on the young horse's balls. He reached up to touch it. He felt the veins slide across his palms as Dell pulled back. He leaned down to make his own gentle caresses. They were brief. His paws found what they really wanted. They found what their owner truly hungered for and slid easily into the loose and messy hole.

Avery didn't reflexively tense up or shy away. He was beyond that. Despite the caress and the ease his recently discovered pleasurable orifice gave him, his heart beat hard. This new flush of adrenaline hid the ache his rear felt. The thick muscles of his ass would be throbbing tomorrow. Dell's fingers could reach in and massage those muscular walls. It was pleasurable but not like the use he had just gotten.

The now mostly depleted bottle was removed from the shelf once again. This time by Dell's free hand. He removed the other one from Avery. The young horse turned around sliding in the mixed fluids to meet his fate. Dell was massaging the rest of the lube into his oversized cock.

A surprising need overtook Avery. He wanted that thing down his throat. Now wasn't the time. He licked his lips. The lube was shining in the electric light. Dell's breathy voice came again, "We need a little weight the first time." He lay back and the monument stood straight up. Avery's wang woke slowly. It now dangled with its wrinkles filling in one at a time. He touched the colossal edifice and his own not inappreciable piece of meat sprang to life. The cock was hard enough that he was able to use it to balance as he rose on a pair of watery legs.

At full height, his ass was too low for this entry. He squatted down pressing his hole against the thick head. He may have just been through an incredible stretch but he was still stretched more as he relaxed his muscles letting his weight push him down onto Dell's pride. He let himself lower, beginning to worship the cock in his addled mind. He saw the cock go beyond into his belly and watched cum drunk as the head bulged out of him as his thighs touched Dell's lap. Dell's eyes bulged at this display. He couldn't believe his eyes.

Avery lounged for a moment touching the cockhead bulging from his belly. He worked his legs pulling out and then back in admiring the cock bulging in and out his nerves giving him a jolt of pleasure with each movement. His movements grew faster and soon he was riding hard. His ass bounced on Dell's thighs, his tail brushing at the other horse's fur. Dell was in bliss. So few could take his length. A fear for the young horse's safety lay in the back of his mind but that was drowned by greedy lust.

Dell licked at Avery's neck. Those licks turned to kisses before a quick nibble and before he could do anything about it he came. It hadn't been like normal. No build, just a sudden ecstacy. His hips began to jump and the belly of the riding stallion began to grow as Dell filled him with seed. Avery rode for a few more seconds but he soon started flagging. He felt wonderfully full but that feeling was being drowned out by fatigue as the adrenaline began to leave his body. He stood up pulling Dell's cock from him with a flood of cum falling from his hole.

He swayed a bit on his feet before sitting down on a bench and quickly lying on his back. Unable to help himself, he closed his eyes.

Last thing he heard before falling asleep was a long drawn out wow.

Chapter 3 - The Aftermath

Avery awoke on a medical mattress in the healing room. He looked around, noticing Coach Cal sitting nearby. He sat up unworried by his own nakedness. The sudden movement and the touch of his swollen hole to the mattress made him wince, gritting his teeth. He had long since gotten used to the athletic pain of a strained muscle that would soon become stronger and well used.

"Good. You're awake.", said the coach. His eyes looked on the young stallion with fondness and a little hope ringed by the wrinkles of age. He gently touched the other's thigh speaking calmly. To Avery's surprise, he let this happen. The kind look in the old horse's eyes had touched him in some strange way that he couldn't understand. "You had a big night. How was the celebration?", said Cal with a smile encroaching slowly upon the wrinkles of his cheeks.

Avery took a moment to respond. He had to process but he didn't have the time. "It was good.", he said. Something struck him hard but in a kind way. "What if I had said no?", he asked.

The old horse's expression didn't change, but he answered in a forthright simple way. "It would have stopped right there.", he said. The young horse looked incredulous and that brought a quick response. "You're not the first young buck to come through these halls. I think one guy took off screaming a few years ago. He was left alone after that and he tried to make a go of the team anyway but it didn't last.", the coach said. A wistful expression filled Cal's eyes as he reminisced incapable of stopping. "This has been a tradition since I was your age.", said Cal.

Avery could only think of the stallions that had come through team lightning. All those legends with their powerful legs stampeded alluringly through his mind. The flow would slow and to his surprise, he began to grow hard again but a squeeze from his well used orifice put a stop to it and the stampede as he came back to reality. He couldn't help from crying out this time nor had the arousal gone unnoticed by the coach. "You're a wonder Avery.", the coach chuckled. "I've never seen anyone take so much on their first time."

Avery was a little suspicious. "You were watching?", he asked.

"No. No. Den told me.", Cal laughed. "You really should take it easy though.", he said, handing Avery a small bag of powder. "That should take care of the pain so you can at least practice but I wouldn't go testing that hole again for a little while. Also, ice it down if you can.", said the coach. He rubbed Avery's thigh as the young horse looked incredulously at the powder in the bag.

"What is this?", he asked with a little apprehension in his voice.

"Willow bark powder.", said the coach with an ounce of mirth. He gave the young horse's thigh a gentle rub before standing up and straightening his tie. "I'll leave you to get dressed and head on out. The real training starts in two days. I'll see you back here and until then have a good rest.", the coach said.

Avery's simple everyday clothes came on in fits and starts as he fought with his unacquainted muscles. They hadn't met this kind of exercise yet. As he dressed, the night before rolled and tumbled hard and soft in his mind. The pain in his body as he put on his underwear and pants almost knocked him into never again territory. As he buttoned the simple white shirt and tied the dark tie something inside him began to hunger. As he thought of the other horses, he became sure that his muscles and this exercise would become good friends.

He stalked to the water fountain fighting each twinge. He drank ravenously, unable to stop himself with the powder stuck in the iron grip of his hand. He stopped a little woozy from the rush of fluid to his parched body. If he were a little less experienced, he'd have a mess to clean up. He let the fluid settle into his body. He looked into the bag in his paw. It had a label on it. "Take one/sixth three times a day.", it said. He measured out about a sixth of the powder in his paw and swallowed it. The bitterness sent his grimacing muzzle back to the fountain for another drink as he forced the powder down. He breathed hard after the job was done.

He lifted his bag to one shoulder. He had questions as he walked painfully to the door. They flowed through his mind. He didn't think about how he had wound up on that bed. He didn't think about who might have packed up his bag for him or who had washed his clothes for that matter. He didn't even think about the fact that his body was incredibly clean between the sheets of his medical bed. He didn't think about where all the cum and lube had gone. He didn't think about where the lube came from in the first place or what it was.

His mind was floating through stallions as his pain floated away of its own accord. He landed on one in particular and there he stayed as he made the long walk to his home.