His Extreme First Time: No Silence In Sound
#6 of His Extreme First Time
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
The house was empty and Carlos's parents were down at their beach house miles away. His heart was beating hard as he looked at himself in the mirror, his room almost completely dark. All those sessions of hard working out paid off, especially for this night. The stud touched his entire body, running his hoof tipped fingers along his pale, tight abdomen until he tugged his shirt over his head. He shook his feathery light pitch black mane as he dropped the shirt, his strands tied in places to show his heritage. Moaning hard, he pushed at the rim of his tight jeans, groaning hard as his entire crotch ached, his foot long rod straining in his right pant leg. Finally managing to get the material, he fondled the large hoop piercing in his taint, his breathing getting heavier as the excitement clouded his head as he stroked his pulsing knuckle shaped cock head.
The stud casually walked through his house, butt ass naked, the full moon shining through all the windows, reflecting off his pale white fur. Entering his bathroom, he ran the hot water in the shower before stepping in. No matter what, his raging cock wasn't going back into its thick sheath tonight. As the water ran down over his body, he made sure not to get his mane wet. Most of his attention was obviously on his cock. Fondling its phallus head, he moaned, nudging the sensitive red color showing around his stretched, horse piss slit on his black leathery cock. Tongue hanging from his mouth, he pulled the shower head off its holder before putting it to his needy tail-hole. He moaned with his forehead against the wall, tapping his right hoof against the white floor as he turned the dial on the shower head to a solid, heavy stream. His legs nearly buckled, his cock jumping and tapping him in the stomach as the warm water splashed around his insides. He really wanted to make sure everything was perfect for later that night...while getting a little fun out it.
Carlos eagerly awaited by the door, shifting his naked lower half on the stairwell in front of the door. When the doorbell suddenly rang, he tried to hide his anxiety as he did what he was told. He wasn't too nervous answering the door literally butt naked because his house was surrounded by woods, but people could see it if they looked hard enough.
As he opened the door, he was almost forced back as an overbearing figure stepped in. It didn't take him long to realize who this muscular, brown stallion with the white spots was. His heart skipped like it always did, staring up at the male who was at least a head and a few good inches taller than him, his huge, gifted horse cock hanging out of his jeans. "Tommy..." Before he could speak another word, he gave a long drawn out gasp, feeling the stud's strong hand stroke along his jaw. "Good boy... did you do everything I said?" Carlos felt like a rag doll, easily manipulated by the larger male's touch, Tommy frotting Carlos' ebony cock head against his own dark and pink blotched head.
Carlos leaned into the stroking of his cock head, moaning quietly, "Yes..." The stud roughly pulled his mane, just like he did the first time they talked in the youth center, "Yes what?" Carlos struggled, Tommy holding him close. Tommy fondled around the horse's sac, a twisted look of enjoyment on his face as he fondled the male's piercing behind his balls. The horse nickered at the rough teasing, feeling his hardening nipples brushing against his tight shirt, "...Sir...sir!"
Tommy's hand eased off Carlos' mane and the young stud reached out to touch the stallion's muscles, the material straining against his abdomen. He leaned in, taking in the rich scent of Tommy's body, inhaling his heavy musk. The male watched as Carlos worshipped him, washing his equine horse snout in Tommy's armpits. "I brought you you're toy..." Carlos showed how anxious he was as Tommy reached into his pocket and pulled out something wrapped in a soft, black cloth. Carlos' cock ached, dripping on the wooden floor as he thought of what it might be, "Is that...?"
With care, Tommy unwrapped their toy, a metal rod with various engravings in it, either side ending in a blunted tip, one end thicker than the other. Carlos stared lusciously at the tool in the stud's hand before muttering, "My room is..." The stud chuckled, "We won't be using a room." Pushed off to the side, Carlos grunted, pushed up against a window at the front of his house. Panting hard with his hands against the glass, he felt his long tail being yanked up, exposing his virgin hole which had been leaking lube down the back of his leg.
Carlos felt his body being pressed against the window, Tommy's vein covered monster cock against his back. "Ready for your toy stud?" the male asked, lightly stroking the cool metal along Carlos' shaft. Carlos writhed against the glass, his eyes focused on the metal rod creeping towards the head of his prick. "Please! Please sir!" He felt Tommy's rough, warm tongue run up his neck before feeling the thinner end of the sounding rod sink into his waiting piss slit.
He cried out, whimpering, shaking as he felt the tool sink into the shaft of his cock. It burned and then felt completely amazing as every nerve inside jumped to life. Reaching back desperately, Carlos clung to the stud behind him as he literally watched his cock pulse and stretch around the rod being eased inside him. He clenched his eyes, trying to determine between pain and bliss as the tips of Tommy's fingers around the end of the tool came closer and closer to the head of his dick.
The stud grinned, enjoying the sight of Carlos writhing in front of him, positioning his cock when the young stud lease expected it. Carlos sprawled across the window, his jaw falling open in a silent cry as Tommy's massive cock sank into his lubed up asshole with a wet slurp. When he could finally breathe again, Carlos muttered, "Tommy...!" his stretched shaft grinding against the window. Grabbing the stallion's mane, the stud pulled Carlos off the window, bending him over, fucking him raw, "You call me SIR!" Carlos grunted, struggling to support himself with his fingertips on the window, the lube making him an easy first time fuck.
The world was a sea of haze for Carlos. He couldn't tell which he loved more, the tool sliding around in his hard prick or the brutal fucking Tommy was giving him. Each time the stud fucked him forward, he could feel the rod slide forward, thin wads of jizz pushing out past the tool, splattering across the window. "Oh god! I think I'm cumming!" He really couldn't tell, it all felt amazing as Tommy lifted him into the air, his own cock spurting strands of cum over his face as it swung around.
Even as the rod dropped out of his aching shaft onto the floor, Carlos' prick would not stop cumming, Tommy ruthlessly jack hammering his hole, his pale ass turning pink. He could feel the stud's heavy breath dampening the back of his neck. Pressed up against a wall, Carlos could feel the stallion's warm prick throb deep inside him, unloading loads of steaming hot horse sperm, Tommy breeding his virgin ass. It seemed like time slowed down, the throbbing in his ass going on forever until he felt the fresh load running down his legs, spilling over the back of hooves.
Carlos panted as he fell on the floor, nuzzling up to Tommy's ripped leg. After a while, he felt a rough hand on the back of his head, guiding his thick, cock sucking lips towards the stretched, drooling piss slit, suckling on the stud's fat cock head... the luscious end to the beginning of his extreme first time...