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Waiting for your phone to buzz shits me, especially when I'm as hot to trot as this. The stupid bull was taking his sweet time responding though. Even that dense side of beef should have no trouble translating "need cock now get here"

So what was the problem?

My thumbs danced on the keypad. "Get the fuck to my room now beefy!"

Waiting.

*Bleep Bleep*

"Fuck off"

Now I was officially pissed off as well as horny. I dialled, trying hard not to yell down the phone or sound a little bit too needy.

"Listen cunt. In exchange for ignoring your need to pound girls when you feel the need to pretend to your parents, I thought we had a deal. When I need cock, you provide, no arguments. What's the problem?"

I could hear the bull breathing, but otherwise making no sound as he listened to my tirade. Then the sound of hooves on industrial carpet, and a door opening and closing. The bull was there...whispering...

"Look, for fuck sake. My little bro is here, he's checking out residential colleges for next year and my 'rents sent him up to stay with me. I can't leave him, he's my responsibility."

"Pathetic excuse beefy. Send him to the Junior Common Room to play pool, he'll love that, hanging out with all the cool college guys. The nerd will be in heaven."

"Please, I can't do it, really!"

"Fuck you beefy...fuck you...I thought we were mates...ok, maybe fuckbuddies, but I thought we had a deal. My ass is tingling beefy...can you feel it? My asslips kind of twitching, like they do round your meat when you bend me over your desk and...?"

There was a frustrated bellow from the other end and the line went dead. I smiled. The game was afoot. Time to ramp it up a notch.

I headed for the dorm bathroom, ditching my training shorts and t-shirt. I'd just come from the uni gym, still smelling of it, rich thick scent of sweaty pony, pits leaking pure horse musk, and I desperately needed a shower. First thing's first though....

Entering the bathroom, I found a good spot, right in front of the big mirror along one wall. My red posing pouch jock was already tenting a little, and I pulled it down from the middle, hooking the pouch under my sack, pushing the boys out tight and heavy towards the mirror. My cock slid part way out, testing the air, just flexing and flopping around a little like a freshly landed tuna. My muscles popped from the workout, I lifted one arm behind my neck, posing with my guns bulging as if naturally popped, and aimed the camera on my iPhone.

*Click*

Send.

"Meet me in the second shower stall from the left beefy or you never get this again."

While I took a long satisfying piss, I felt my phone again.

*Bleep Bleep*

"Be there 5 mins ok?"

I smiled. A hot selfie pic is worth a thousand text messages.

Climbing into the stall, I felt the cool tiles on my hooves, and turned on the water full bore. The pathetic plumbing groaned and shuddered before finally, reluctantly, dispensing a nice stream of warm water to soothe my burning muscles. I let the water soak nicely for a minute, then reached for the shampoo dispenser, giving it a generous double squeeze and lathering up my mane nice and soapy. I gave a long heartfelt sigh, the water having wonderful effects on my aching bod, but also increasing my horniness. That would need attention soon alright.

My cock had reached full erection, and as I worked the lather into my mane, the long strands falling over my face, I felt my needy cock slap against my belly. Droplets teased the flare, making the end pulse and twitch, and I couldn't hold back a soft nicker. That fucking bull had better be quick...

The sound of metal scraping metal, and I sensed the shower curtain pulled to one side. I let out a satisfied whinny, smiling indulgently as I pressed against the shower wall, opening my ass wider facing the open screen. My tail rose enticingly high...

"About fucking time beefy..."

I heard the sound of clothes hitting tiling, then metal scraped on metal again, the shower curtain closing and I smelled thick bull musk even through the curtain of water. Hands gripped my waist, just holding for a second, and I pushed back towards my big bull stud, enjoying his touch. One hand started sliding up my flank, tickling my ribs, while the other slid across my rump, waiting a second poised above my crack before diving in, a finger touching my donut before recoiling like a snake.

"Ohhh not so teasing beefy...you've got me on the boil already..."

I heard a grunt, then the sound of plastic sliding on plastic...once, twice...and the hands were back, massaging my coat with equine body lotion, sure fingers on my shoulders and I leaned forward to enjoy, not usually getting this much attention from the bull. If he was in a touchy feely mood, I was determined to enjoy.

"Ohhhhhh!"

His soapy massage continued, down my back, then on to my tail. His fingers ran through the hairs, then he pulled up, hard, and a hand began clumsily soaping my crevice. I bit my tongue and relaxed, pointing my ass back to the bull, leg spread, body bent forward, ready and willing. The hand became rougher, cupping my balls and squeezing, rolling, rubbing, playfully soaping them as they filled with spunk, and my cock slapped my belly and dribbled a clear line of need.

"Please beefy...my asslips...you know they need you..."

The hand stopped, momentarily, returning to the object of conversation. Fingers poked, prodded, then I hissed as I felt my lips penetrated by blunt fingers and spread hard and roughly, wider and wider, my hiss turning into a cry as I felt my ass straining. A pair of fingers sawed in and out, and the cry turned to a moan as they worked a generous coat of bath gel into my tunnel, soothing the walls of my anus and sending a tingling through my hole. Not long now...ohhh so good.

I braced myself, ready for entry, every muscle flexing, thighs spread wide, hooves flat, hands gripping the tiles, head leaning on the shower wall. My bull knew it was time, and I felt him move closer, the touch of a thick bullcock against my pucker. He waited, long long seconds, rocking gently back and forward, never enough to penetrate, just enough to tease. I was in an agony of need.

"Fuck it beefy, just go for it. I need it!"

The hands gripped my hips, and suddenly his fingers clenched hard, digging into the perfect cradle of muscle, and I felt the tip slowly spread my slick ring and slide effortlessly inside as we both exhaled in wonder. Got it felt hot, throbbing, wonderful. Water cascaded over our joined bodies, and as he slowly withdrew and then pushed in again, made a wonderfully lewd sucking sound from my ass.

He went deep, deliciously deep, then out again, and the claw-like grip on my hips grew even tighter, then he gave a great powerful heave and drove his full length into my guts. His bullcock rasped over my nut and kept going, going, going, and I cried out again even as I spurted a line of pre-jizz into the water. My bull had been holding out on me all this time; he was bigger than I realised.

Then I felt another great heave, and thick bullflesh sliding on my tunnel, until a warm heat pressed into my taint and the top of my scrotum. Bull balls; nothing ever feels as good as bull balls. Bigger, heavier, more potent, now I had a huge pair mashed against me as my bull was hilted inside.

A hand left my hips, circling around across my body to grip my aching horsecock. He gripped tight, just under my flare, moving up and down real slow, as I pushed back against his body, riding his length and adjusting the angle to slide against my prostate and send shivers through my body. A muzzle pressed between my shoulder blades, huffing breaths on my coat, snorting like a bull ready to charge, then licking up to my kneck, biting, hard. My asslips knew I was close; they twitched, and fluttered, and then as he bit they clenched, gripping a thick bull shaft and holding it tight inside...

A little too tight...

"Ohhh...ohhh...fuck...ahhh..."

Through the rush of falling water I heard the uncertainty, and as I pushed my ass back to kiss his hips, I felt his balls dancing on my taint and suddenly my tunnel felt warm, so warm, as a torrent of bull milk washed my insides, spurting against my sensitive nut, hot, but not hot enough to push me over the edge. I bucked my hips wildly in his hand, trying to get off fast, as he suddenly started jerking his hips wildly, breeding my ass as shot after shot gushed into my ass and each new pistoning thrust forced a spurt out of my needy lips to dribble across my balls and onto the tiles.

"Beefy! For fuck sake..."

"Sorry Gabe, the little cunt said he was going for a walk and never came back, I couldn't find him anywhere and my phones gone missing, I'm not too late am I..."

Metal scraped on metal, and then silence. Awful, deafening silence.

I opened my eyes, but the lather in my mane got in them and I closed them again fast, not before the sting hit. Cringing, I held my head under water until the soap had gone, then turned to open my eyes again.

My bull, my big beefy was standing outside the shower stall with his towel in his hand, his eyes staring, jaw dropped, and his cock swinging in the breeze.

Turning to look behind, I saw the reason. My ass was impaled on a long, thick bull cock, belonging to his younger nerdy brother Colin, now buried balls deep in his fuckbuddy's ass. The younger bull managed to look sheepish, and a little overawed, as if he expected to be punched or worse, but not repentant either way. Our little tableau remained for long seconds, as an embarrassed looking ram pushed past and headed for the stall furthest from our little drama.

Eventually, I reached out and pulled my bull in with us, shutting the shower curtain and handing him the pump pack of body lotion. College showers are notoriously perfect for two; or three really, really close friends.

He still had his muzzle wide open, and I had to close it with my hand to stop it filling with water.

"Beefy, make yourself useful."

"What..."

"Beefy, get it together..."

"What..."

"Beefy, I need you to do a couple of things."

"What..."

"First, take your brother' place."

"The fuck! The little shit, I'll..I'll..."

I closed my fist over his muzzle, clamping it tight. I knew what he was thinking, but for now, I had more pressing needs. My cock was painfully hard, and my ass wasn't even remotely satisfied. Eventually he calmed down as I used my other hand to stroke his still hard cock against mine, until we both drooled precum obligingly into my palm. I knew how to focus my bull's attentions.

"And the second..." he managed to breathe, eventually, his words catching as I teased his cocktip.

I looked behind me then, to the young nerd bull, still buried to the hilt in my ass. He managed a shy smile, and a slight wave as I blew him a kiss.

"Teach your nerd of a brother how not to cum before I do."

Beefy did his best. He believes in teaching by showing.