That Guy
When a horse shows what he was packing underneath that pants of his, a certain snow leopard couldn't keep his eyes off and everything was just perfect for a good round of fucking.
A simple smut story. Nothing more, nothing less. If you're reading, then, you know what's inside here already. M/M with plenty of boy sexing. :)
That Guy
"Property, plant and equipment, inventory, intangible asset, current asset and non-current asset. Now leave some space for financial instrument, if you have any and total them up. Next, you'll have to attribute them to owners of parent and continue on with ordinary share capital, consolidated reserve earnings, minority interest, current liability and non-current liability."
And the voice kept droning on and on without a pause. Most were listening tentatively but there are a few bad apples that couldn't keep their thoughts to themselves and was eager to express them verbally, disrupting a part of the class. Then, there's the much stereotype of plain ass lazy students who sleeps and doesn't give a fuck about what the lecturer was talking about.
Frankly, it was boring but the chapter was utmost important and one must be kept awake since it was for the finals.
Drake leaned back and sighed in defeat when he couldn't capture the following detail. It was bad enough that the class was huge in comparison to his previous semester but to actually have a lecturer that kept going on and on without giving him a chance to catch up was just too difficult. And to reserve a spot for private tutoring was a chance touching zero. There was no way he could actually get a spot in between the line and with the finals up at the corner, it was practically impossible to get one. In the end, Drake softly banged his head on the table in response to how stupid he was for this subject.
With his tail swished behind his seat, the snow leopard tried to keep calm and move on to the next lecture after the break. Drake was pretty much an ordinary student when it came to cliques between one another. He didn't play any sports nor did he joined any club to keep himself busy. The spotted feline kept between himself and his friends most of the time and didn't care much about how others felt about him. With a frame that resembles nothing more than just an average joe, there was nothing exceptionally about him. Though, he did have a few muscles underneath that baggy shirt but nothing to be proud of; just what he needed to survive.
However, to survive in such a large class and to miss out pieces of information that was important for his future, that was a different matter entirely. He's been here for nearly six hours and was about to give up. It was bad enough that he had to endure the whole day with a difficult subject but to sit in one spot for hours hurt his bottom more than he felt the pang of being fucked from behind.
The simple thought of getting fucked every now and then made him chuckle and blush. Drake was pretty much into men since the day he found how enticing it was to just watch an underwear model walk down the alley and since then, he's been having more than one sort of encounters to feed his virile urge of sex. His thoughts wandered off to the day where he met a cute fox sitting right next to him and once he knew how much the boy wanted that ass of his, things went uphill from there and the bedding was just great. That fox could really fuck. Despite his nature of supposedly being a cock warmer, he could really put that cock to good use.
But that was about a month ago. Till to date, Drake had to satiate his sexual desires with his own two paws and an occasional vibrator but that was nothing compared to the real thing. Sighing once more, he wished that the class would end right now. There was no point sitting here, not being able to understand the subsequent account but he didn't have much of a choice. Minutes turned to hours and an hour later, a simple break time was given to allow stretching.
It was written in everybody's face. Each of them was tired and depressed but most of all, wanting to just leave and go home but the final option was of no option. In the end, Drake decided to leave and gave the bathroom a visit. The greatest sanctuary of all, the loo: anything and everything could happen. For him, it was particularly a great opportunity to catch glimpse of how large everyone was packing. Every now and then, he could see guys stroking off any remnant of piss that clung at the tip but the thought of anyone stroking to hardness was never there. All they did was tend to their business and walk off. Of course, there were the occasionally prank playing and roughhousing in between. Hey, it's college, what do you expect from such youthful students?
Drake meekly entered and found no one in there. Most must have finished even before he could check them out but still, he needed to clear his bladder. Walking over to the nearest stand, he unzipped and gave a sigh of relief as he released a stream of piss, looking from side to side at nothing. He was done in seconds and started shaking off any remains. If you're shaking it more than twice, you're playing with it. That was what he heard from a few friends and that gave them quite a laugh. Drake didn't think much of it but he started shaking it more than twice, thrice and he immediately purred.
Since he was partly deprived of sex for a few days, his manhood started growing and within seconds, a full bloom of snow leopard goodness poked through, waving around without a care. Nobody was here to actually watch and the feline was giving second thoughts about taking care of it here. However, his mind was made up when he heard the obvious footsteps at the door. It wasn't the usual scratch of sole but more of a clip clop, somewhat like a horse. When he turned, Drake gulped and looked back down to his own member, trying to hide as much as possible.
It was that guy. That very same guy who actually stood at the urinal and took nearly more than a minute to clear his bladder! He could never forgot that day where he actually saw how large and amazing that horse was packing and he wasn't exactly peeking. Heck! He was showing it off. Sure, he was pissing but he moved away from the urinal to a certain degree where most could actually watch how endowed he was. Drake wasn't the only one who stared and gawk at him. If he didn't know any better, this horse was rather fond of being an exhibitionist.
Coming to the present, that guy was actually in the same bathroom as he was and there is no one else except him. Just him and him alone, standing next to the horse. As if on cue, he heard zippers and out flop the horse's cock. Drake tried to suppress the urge to look but he just had to give it a peek. There's no telling when he would see that package again and this was probably the moment yet. And so, he turned to the right and peeked away.
Even after that event, the white spotted feline couldn't believe how heavy and massive the horse was packing. It was only natural that horses have such endowment but still, to actually see one, in the flesh, was pretty much different from any sex video he'd watch. He kept staring, both eyes locked at it and his reaction was instant. His already hard cock throbbed and gained its full length, leaving off surges of pleasure through Drake's body. The feline shivered.
"Loving the show, I see." The horse neighed suddenly.
Drake was immediately shaken from his trance and cursed softly, blushed heavily while looking away. "Um... y-yeah... you've got a big one there."
He laughed and shook away. "You're not so bad yourself."
The feline tried to hide whatever shame he had as those words were directed towards him. Such compliments rarely come by since he wasn't that large in terms of length and girth. He had seen many cocks in his life but compared to what they had, he was probably petite in comparison. Coming from this horse, he felt rather proud hot.
Evidently, the horse stepped back and lo and behold, his shaft stood erect; quite possibly ranging for about fourteen inches in length and the diameter of it was proportional to its size. His hooves placed upon the base and started swinging like it was nothing. Luckily enough, no one was around to watch such lewd and obscene act and the feline was rather fortunate to get front row seat.
"Wanna give this a try, or you'll just stand there and stroke that meat of yours rather than mine?" The horse spoke lustily.
Drake, somehow, was hesitant. "But... my class is about to start. I'm just having a short break in between..."
"Yeah. I knew that," he scoffed. "We're in the same class."
"You're kidding me..."
"I kid you not. I've been watching you from behind all these while. That fluffy tail of yours, flicking seductively, enticing anyone that walks behind you. Not to mention that beautifully shaped ass. Boy, you're a massive teaser."
The snow leopard blushed harder, slightly speechless.
"But hey, you're right. We're better off in class, even though we both knew how boring the class is. Hey, name's, Bruce. One of the most common name for a jock." He reached over for a handshake.
"Mine's Drake..." The feline gingerly took that hoof and gave a firm grip on it.
"Drake and yet, you're not a dragon, that's kinda interesting."
Fuck fuck fuck! He's flirting!
"Let's just get back to class, o-okay?" Drake tried to stuff his manhood in but it proved to be a chore since he was fairly erected and there was probably no sign of it going limp.
Bruce laughed and slapped at his back, amused at how cute and tantalizing that feline looked. Despite his position, the horse had no problem placing it back in and soon enough; it was sealed back in place but a huge bulge was showing from the outside. He smirked at the cat and washed his hooves, not taking his eyes off from him for even a second. Once class was over, he could have a set of kitty ass to play with.
"And transfer the balance over to your consolidated retained earnings. Now you've gotten all the numbers, make sure your accounts are balance. Your total assets should equal to your capital and total liabilities. If it doesn't, please check for any careless mistakes."
Through the ordeal, Drake was able to finally catch up with the remaining half of the lesson and his paper was filled with writings and numbers, paper scattered everywhere and he panicked for a moment when his calculator was misplaced. Grabbing hold of it, he entered into a synchronized harmony of crunching numbers. Everyone was engrossed with their calculation that no one actually realized how monotonous they sounded. Albeit, that was expected of students from this major but the eerie grip of their melodious sound resonance brought chills down Drake's spine.
Once he was done, the numbers were matched and tallied between one another. He was over the roof! Finally! He had caught the concept of this lesson and was prepared to face another question in the near future. Looking back and forth, he tried to look for the said horse encounter a few hours ago. With everyone facing to their calculators and papers, it was difficult to identify any one in this crowd. Despite the huge classroom, the feline continued searching. After a few tries, he finally found the blatant horse.
Bruce's gaze was aimed directly at him! If he didn't know any better, that equine was actually eyeing on him! He licked his lips and wink seductively, making him blush in between and turned away, fidgeting in his seat. He's been staring at him right from the start. As much as he wanted to accept that hypnotizing gaze, it felt slightly creepy. Then again, he was partly responsible for it as well.
Drake turned once more and was greeted by the eyes of the horse still. This time, rather than licking his lips in lust, the horse placed a finger in his mouth and started licking around it, as if sucking the finger like a cock. To make things worse, Bruce popped that finger off and made a circle of an O in the other hoof, the obvious wet finger sliding in to act like a fucking motion.
What a jerk! Drake turned away and gritted his teeth. Displaying such obscene act in public... it was embarrassing and yet, arousing. His cock throbbed within its cage, wanting to be free as it has before but he had to suppress whatever urges he had within him. At times, he cursed at how difficult it was to satiate his hunger for lust but time and time again, it proved to be a whole other story. Whenever faced with a hunk, prime example would be that horse Bruce, he had to keep himself busy or else he would stay hard throughout the whole day.
By the hour, things finally came to a conclusion and with a goodbye, class was dismissed. Everybody was eager to leave this dreaded hellhole and the first would be the lecturer himself. If one thing that he learnt throughout his life as a college student, lecturers and professors alike hated teaching long hours and would be glad when the day comes to an end. For Drake, he was having second thoughts about running out the door and driving back home. He usually had no problem doing so but today... might be an exception.
His friends were already packed up and ready to leave but the feline shook his head, stating that he would stay for a moment. He waved back at them and sighed in his seat, watching as the last student left. His items were still scattered along the table and it would take a while to get everything packed. A shadow loomed over and as expected, Bruce came over.
The horse gave a grin and sat next to the feline. "How'd you find the class?"
"Eh, interesting." He said as a matter of fact.
"Seems so to you. I saw how engross you were with those numbers. You've got your stuff balanced out?" Bruce slides in closer.
By now, Drake could feel the horse's body heat radiating from his side and as soon as their skins touched, the feline shivered and moaned inwardly as such intimacy. He could practically feel the equine's muscle stretching. "And I see that you're not so interested in the subject itself."
"Oh no, I'm not," his strong and large paws rubbed against the feline's chest, petting away like he owned him. "I'm more interested in you."
Drake leaned back and allowed the horse to pet him down like a tamed feral beast. His fur frizzled upon contact and the more he allowed him to have perfect access to his body, the harder it was to keep his composure. Rather than a paw, he now had two upon his frame, both sliding underneath his shirt to rub against bare flesh and fur. In the end, he found a pair of nipples and started tweaking them with ease, smiling at the reaction that came from it. Drake gasped aloud but quickly clamp it shut, trying not to draw any attention.
"Don't need to be shy about it. There's no one here now." Bruce whispered against his ears. "It's only you, and me, and a whole lot of meat." Taking the feline's to touch against his rising bulge.
As much as Drake wanted this to continue on, he needed to know that they were still in public and the possibility of someone walking in, catching them in the act was a risk he couldn't take. He tried to pry himself away from the horse and was successful. "N-Not here..."
"Ahh... yes. Not here, in public. Not much of an exhibitionist now, are you?" His sultry voice traveled through his senses.
"S-Someone might walk in and w-w-we wouldn't want to take that risk." Drake's pants were rather breathless by now.
"Mm... well... what do you suggest?"
As much as he wanted to make this whole event go on, he just couldn't bring himself to make it happen. "The bathroom."
A click from the door confirmed that they were alone and no one else would have disturbed their time together. For Bruce, he's been waiting for this very moment, long even before he made close contact with him. Watching the snow leopard's each and every movement, how that fluffy tail puffed out when he got nervous and that rounded ass that called itself to be fucked. All of these contributed to his needs to get a piece of boy meat. Even now, having that said feline at a corner, with no one else to disrupt, Drake kept fidgeting anxiously.
"Hey hey, relax. There's no one here except you..." he lifted Drake's chin and scratch underneath, "...and me... Doesn't that sound better than that class?"
The spotted feline gulped a mouthful of saliva. "I know but... I'm not so sure I could take you. You're... Huge. I mean! That's not exactly a bad thing! But just painful and and and not bad but good in a bad way but just... God... Kill me now..."
Bruce laughed a little more before petting at his bulge. "The way you mumble incoherently like that, it makes you cuter than before. I bet your parents must be proud to get such a cute child like you."
Drake blushed even harder at that comment but quickly exhaled sharply when a pair of paws went straight into his pants. There was no hesitation, not a hint of backing off and with that, the feline's pants dropped and gathered at his ankle. He tried to cover up whatever shyness he had but the way the horse had his hold on him and that grip, he just couldn't stop whatever he ministered to and practically melted under his presence. The stimulation quickly made him erect and with nothing to hold it in, his cock swayed and breathed the air of the outside world. His musk wafted about and he could just smell his own scent. Evidently, Bruce wasn't deterred by such arousing musk. Instead, the horse inhaled deeply and it struck his nostrils like pins and needles.
"Fuck..." The horse cursed and looked right back at him with gleaming eyes. That says it all... everything went downhill from there on and with a flop from his pants, that massive piece of horse meat broke free and hung heavily into an arch. It was obviously heavy from all that weight but Drake didn't care if this thing weighed a ton! It was... huge! Huge, massive, large, fat; whatever you want to call it, this would be its proper word.
This obviously made the feline scared. Despite the fact that a monster shot between his legs, he lowered himself and easily inspects his prize for the day. Pre copiously dripped at the flared head and there were still remnants of equine musk around the base. This is how a horse cock looked like... just plain large... nobody could have taken this up in the ass. If they could... wow... that's gotta be one hell of a power bottom. Fucking hell, he wouldn't have thought that encountering a horse would be this arousing.
Tongue licked at the tip to taste whatever pre that was left as it drizzled down the floor. Sweet and slimy and yet, smooth on the tongue. Not many could have gotten used to cum and pre as it's an acquired taste but for Drake, he was used to everything; even for a horse. Mouth opened wide and in popped the head, purring closely as his lips pursed around it, suckling like a cub all over again. It was absolutely perfect! The man was superbly musky and arousing, like an aphrodisiac! Not only that, Bruce actually allowed the smaller feline to do whatever he wanted.
Drake knew it was practically impossible to get it all down but at least half of it was inside his mouth, trying not to gag and choke in between. He pulled off once or twice but immediately went back in for another round of horse meat. By then, half of it was covered with saliva and quickly lubricated with natural lube. Added fairly with his own pre, Bruce was more than ready to take any ass within reach. For now, the snow leopard was the only option. However, the horse wasn't going to do as so.
Bruce carried the feline up and pressed his back against the wall, licking his lips like a prey. "A good muzzle like yours shouldn't go to waste with small cocks. Boy, you've got talent for sucking cock. Where did you learn it?"
"Nowhere. I guess it comes naturally once you've got enough cocks in your mouth."
"Nice..." The horse whispered softly and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. Tongue darted forward and tried to pry the feline's lips open. Eventually, Drake had to comply and opened up, allowing entry for his strong and dominant tongue. With a deep rumbling purr, the cat fell into submission. Both paws draped on his shoulders and clung like parasites. He wouldn't want to let go. He just had to stay and keep it this way. Drake had had plenty of sex before. Be it on the streets with a stranger or the occasional fuck at gym, this was nothing compared to any of them. Perhaps... what was missing was passion. This horse was filled with it and each time his tongue rolled and danced about, the feline felt hot and randy, completely ready for the fuck of his life.
True enough, he just was. Bruce pulled back and quickly caught his breath, panting heavily with a strand of saliva bridging between their muzzles. He smirked and wiped it off with his back paw. "Should have known that a good cock sucker like you would also be true to an amazing kisser."
Drake continued to be silent. What was he to reply! Nothing more could be said about it but to revel into the horse's command. A few rustling later, he finally saw the man's large frame. Thick and brown fur matted against his body. Not to mention rippling muscles underneath them. Bruce wasn't massive in terms of body mass like those stereotype horses but it would have been a super bonus if he were. Once the horse knew how tantalizing he must have looked, he flexed and moaned like a professional stripper. Drake couldn't take it anymore and moved to plant small but powerful licks on his chest, nipples and finally, on those beautifully shaped abs.
Finally, his dream of feeling up a good body was fulfilled. Most of the guys he had fucked with were either twinks, chubby or just plain skinny. None of them matched with this horse. Beautiful frame, added with a godlike cock, an amazing need for sex; this man was a god. Despite how much of a jerk this guy may seem to be, it was quickly cancelled out with how far he could go with his own flesh.
Bruce turned the feline around without warning and slammed his chest against the wall. His own barreled chest against his back and threatened to tear the cat's ass open. Drake was very much afraid by now. It was practically impossible to get that all in! No way could he just... just... god... what is that... Drake panted and his body shook violently. A soft squeeze on his ass, followed by a cold finger told him quickly that the horse was doing something between his ass. With his butt cheeks parted, that beautiful rosebud bloomed in all its glory, allowing for two quick lubed fingers to prod in.
To say that it was painful was a lie. In fact, it was the total opposite. Even after being shoved up to the hilt, it was supposed to hurt but it didn't. Instead, surge of pleasure pricked his senses and all he could do was hang on for his dear life. The prodding and probing... oh definitely the probing... prostrate kept hitting on over and over again, practically making his legs shake and toes curl in his shoes. This man has skilled paws, there's no doubt about that and it seems he's mastered the art of ass stretching.
His lubed fingers gently pulled itself from that tail hole and left it open agape. By now, Drake felt rather empty and lonely inside, as if a void had opened up and something needed to be full once more. He turned his head behind and watched closely at Bruce's action.
"Where did you get that lube?" He questioned.
"I always have spare lube in my bag pack," then, the horse grinned. "Just in case a cute cat like you happened to come by and chanced upon my large meat."
Drake felt something through his words. He was actually a predator! A predator that baits young innocent college junkies like him into his clutches and has his way with him through the whole ordeal. The leopard was nervous and yet, feverishly excited at the turn of event. Somehow, the thought of being caught into his strong paws had him lifting his tail for no reason and with the evident sign of the head poking against his hole, there was no way he could missed out on this chance. Drake happily purred and leaned his chest on the wall and arched over his back to allow easier access for the horse.
Much to the horse's delight, he grabbed hold of that tail and lifted it higher, earning a small yip before closing in to a moan and pant. His horse cock threatens to enter and knowing full well how well endowed he was, he tried to be gentle as possible. However, he couldn't do this on his own. Drake had to contribute something in order for him to enter and the clench and nervousness of the feline proved to be extremely difficult.
"Boy, relax. You're too tense." His leaned forward and licked over the feline's spotted ears.
Drake whined and nodded after.
"Shh... don't be scared. It will only hurt for a while but soon, you'll feel something else. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about." Bruce nibbled on.
As if on cue, he relaxed and in popped the flared head. The horse neighed loudly. "Fuck! You're a tight fit!"
"Ahh! B-Bruce... you're more than I can handle. A-Ahh! P-Please..."
"Calm down..." The horse grunted but tried his best to soothe the feline down. "You should be proud. At least five inches done."
"B-But..." Drake clenched both fist up in pain and tried to push the intruder off. This was, by far, the largest he's ever taken. Even after stretching out with most of his various sex toys, none of them could be compared to what he had to take. Every part of his body denied the pain that ran through his body and his ass felt like it was about to tear apart.
Knowing full well how much he's gotten in and the pain that the cat had to endure, Bruce had to stop halfway to allow for adaption. He may like it rough while dominating someone but to simply have his way with this cutey would be a sin. Breaking him was no option and if he wanted more of this ass every now and then, he needed to assure the boy that he is in good hands. Petting down his back, he rubbed and caressed upon his frame, the feel of white snow fur running through his fingers. Soft and smooth, easy on the paws; he obviously kept his pelt warm and fuzzy.
Bruce inhaled and took in the scent that the feline had on him. It was sweet and delicious, pretty much like a full-bloomed flower and ready for the plucking. His tongue started lapping on his neck, gently performing a much needed ritual to show who's in charge and far dominant and bigger in this pack of mating. Even if the boy wanted to take control, there was no way he would allow for it. After feeling the ease from the feline's ass, he gave another thrust and fair enough, a few more inches slipped in.
Tightest peace of ass I've ever fucked! It's practically sucking my cock whole! Bruce had to moan and stopped himself from thrusting in any longer. By now, he could actually feel how full the snow leopard was and to stuff in another inch would be torture. Sweat lingered on his brown equine fur and trickled down the back of his partner. Hopefully... he could take it.
"Hey... You okay down there?"
Drake whined and shook his head. "N-Not r-really..."
Bruce had to sigh in disappointment. "Do you want me to pull out?"
He shook his head but after a second, nodded slowly.
As much as he wanted to plow that ass open and bury everything in, he wasn't a horse with no remorse. Grabbing hold of the feline's shoulder, he eases off and pulled a few inches out but just as he was about to pull everything out, the spotted cat's paw held on to his hips. Bruce stopped momentarily.
"J-Just... I... I can take in the few inches from the tip. Just not the whole thing," Drake gasped like a fish out of water. "I can feel it. The pleasure... the pain... away... F-Fuck me..."
"I'm sorry but I cannot do that. You're very much in pain."
"Shut up and do as I say!" He roared and slammed a fist to the wall.
Bruce was taken aback by such snappy comeback that he had to grab hold on to his face and pulled him backward. "What did you say again?"
"Ugnh! F-Fuck me!"
"Louder!"
"Fuck me like a bitch!"
"That's it! Who's a good little bitch?" The horse slammed the few inches that the feline wanted and it still felt great.
A few more thrust later, Bruce was quickly feeling the pleasure that surrounded the length and girth of his shaft. If his estimation was right, he probably had at least ten inches deeply embedded into that ass and any more would hurt the poor cat. But still, it felt great to have such a beautiful ass to fuck; small and rhythmic, yet, in time with both of their breathing.
The horse's hips started humping wildly but kept the rest down a notch and he could feel his ball sac swinging like a pair of pendulum. His hard hooves weren't going to stay in one place. Drake's soft and puffy fur was enticing enough to caress, each trail was accompanied by a shudder and quiet yelps. Fingers traveled across his chest, feeling up his partly developed muscle and down to his smooth abs, hugging and neighing in between. Bruce's plows had yet to stop. In fact, he wouldn't even dream of stopping midway. He wanted to claim this kitty ass as his and bury every cream of his seed inside.
However, Drake whined for the man to stop.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing... just... could you, perhaps... could I see you while you're going down at me? I've always wanted to be pinned back to a wall with a strong male plowing my ass like this. And to actually see their expression as they cum deep."
Could this get any better!
The equine was more than eager to comply with the feline's demand and quickly pulled out to turn him around, watching at the full frame of a cat once more. His own sweat lingered in between matted down his body and looking downwards; there was more than just one erect shaft in this very cubicle. Drake was painfully erect and not once had he touched that poor member. Rivulets of pre streamed down from the tip and along the length before leaking to the ground messily. He was rather... potent... in his own way. Despite leaking copiously, Drake wanted the horse to cum first before him. To relish and bathe in another man's seed, as strong as this, was once in a lifetime dream.
Eventually, Bruce carried the feline up with both arms and leaned him back to the wall. "Hold on to me." He commanded and started sliding him down upon his mighty shaft. As expected, there was little to no resistance and in he went with no complain. A soft sloop! indicated that at least a few inches had find its home once again. Despite Drake's initial penetration, he still felt the pain but not for long. Soon after, as the horse started rocking back and forth, his love button was hit several times. So much so that he could practically climax right then and there.
But he was determined to hold on for long. The same couldn't be said for Bruce. His first few seconds was pumped with determination and rhythm but after a while, he got bored of playing the good guy and started ramming like a male in heat. Taking care not to enter as much as he should, it was hard to keep off and the obvious breathless pants kept nothing at bay. In the end, whatever consciousness he had in him was thrown out the window and the feral beast was released.
"Boy! I'm not gonna last for long!"
Drake whined and watched tentatively at the horse. Even with both arms draped around him, the spotted feline couldn't help but feel safe. He had always dreamed of getting rough and heavy with a large male. Even if Bruce wasn't one of the hardcore muscle bounded men around, he closely resembled one. Each pump from him made his cock slap and bounce like a rubber ball, painting pre all over his upper torso.
Drake knew the horse couldn't hold it in any longer and purposefully clenched as tight as a vice and tried his level best to milk him off. It, of course, worked like a charm and the dam broke free. The gates of seed blasted open and gushed like a tide inside of him, swept like waves of dangerous cum. If the expression 'hung like a horse' was any good, they should have invented the term 'cum like a horse' as well! Drake was practically full to the brim but he kept spurting. Fortunately, Bruce knew how much he could spew and quickly pulled away and hose the rest of it down the floor, making puddles of cummy mess.
Bruce cursed with bated breath, chest puffed in an out to gain composure. With the last waterfall of horse spunk, the rest tapered off and from the looks of it, Drake was pretty much drenched in his seed from lower torso.
"Damn that was good!" He neighed and snorted.
Drake tried to give a laugh but winced slightly when he felt an empty void inside. Despite having buckets full of horse seed swimming in his bowels, with plenty of probing from his prostrate, he has yet to release his own pleasure. He grasps on the cock and started stroking away, gaining speed with each pump. The feline half expected the horse to slap his paw away and gain control of his shots as well but surprisingly, Bruce allowed for his own masturbation. Instead, he pushed him over the edge.
Bruce pulled him in and lightly nibbled at his ears, licking and breathing hotly at the rear. "Cum like a good cat. That's it... that's how you do it. Imagine how much spunk will fall once you've reached the edge. Mmm... boys like you should be kept side by side for men like me."
"S-Shh...Shhutt... Ahh!" And the ol' faithful burst.
Both horse and feline had their furs matted with cum and to him, that was probably the hardest he had ever came. Ropes after ropes of hot sticky man batter covered their underbellies and none of them minded it one bit. Bruce was rather elated at how much he was being covered. Though not as much as he did but the feline did his best. Eventually, his body quaked momentarily before turning to a shudder of shock and pleasure. The last of his seed was milked and nothing else was left as both of their ball sacs were emptied at that moment.
They stayed in place for more than a minute and through those seconds; none of them pried their eyes off from each other. The only voice that surrounded the air was their groans and pants, followed by a few drips from a certain filled tail hole.
"Had a good time?" Bruce broke the silence. It was beginning to be quite monotonous.
"Heh... I actually did..." Drake replied, amused at the horse.
Bruce stifled a guffaw and gently placed the feline down to the ground, patiently waited for him to gain a better balance. "You look like a bloody mess."
"I'm not the only one." The feline retorted.
"True. Well, that was fun. We gotta go. I'm sure we were loud enough for the guards downstairs to hear."
That was more than the truth. With how much moans, groans and roars, followed by animalistic grunts that both of them made, one might have given the thought that the college was haunted. Drake laughed and nodded in agreement. Within minutes, they were dressed, as they should for public. Though, Drake was slightly uncomfortable with horse spunk swimming inside. They had no proper usage of hygiene on campus and he had to walk home to get himself cleaned. No point in ruining his clothes just cause of being soaked in cum, no matter how hot and musky that sounded.
Bruce offered to accompany him home. Drake was more than happy to receive that offer and once they were at his doorstep, the horse blushed and rubbed the back of his head before waving goodbye.
"Hey! Um... Drake!" The feline turned. "Are you free, tomorrow, I mean... after class. We have another class together tomorrow and I was thinking that... perhaps you would like to catch a movie with me. That's... if you don't have any plans."
"You mean like a date or just hang out?"
"Hang out. I guess." The horse looked away, clearly trying to hide his sudden demeanour.
"I may have something on." He teased back. "But if you want, we could hang out now. I've got a new home video that I've wanted to watch later. You wanna join?"
That was slightly unexpected but Bruce shrugged it off. Might as well join since he had nothing else to do for the evening.
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