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Arabian Nights

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

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January, 2015

Jackson stood outside the off-campus accommodation - the smallish, compared to others on the oak lined streets he and his parents had driven down - loomed overhead, and the young colt stood lack jawed, as he tilted his head back and gazed up at the two story house - all to himself.

"I can't - " He began, turning to his parents, his mother, a beautiful dappled grey burst into tears and turned away, dabbing at her eyes, whilst his father, a strong, machismo-minded stallion snorted through his broad nostrils, then in a rare show of affection, pulled his son close and hugged him hard enough to crush the air from the young colt's body.

"You can, and you have - its all yours - "His father brusquely told him, dropping the keys into Jackson's paws, then turning away rubbing at his eye. "Damn city and its pollution..."

Jackson, Jack to those who were closest to him, tried to be brave and strong like his dark furred father, before his lips trembled and his ears snapped backwards, and he clutched at his parents, then the tears began to flow, running unashamedly down his pale tan cheeks as he held them close. His dark furred paws trembled, as he wept like a newborn colt - the raw, primal emotions driving this emotional outburst. Finally, his father had enough, and even he was crying - trying bravely not to show it of course - and disengaged the colt's tight grasp, holding Jack's paws in his, before he surrendered and pulled his son close again, once more crushing the breath from the colt.

"No wild parties - I know what you youngsters are like - " His father growled into his ear, but Jack heard the catch in his fathers voice, the emotion was getting the better of this proud, macho stallion.

"I..." Jack sniffled, then took a handkerchief from his father and dabbed at his light brown eyes. "I won't - I promise...I'll take care of it."

"He's too young too - "his mother protested, before his sire pushed her towards the car.

"All colt's have to grow up some time my dear - about time he left the herd and found his own way..."

Jack watched, the tears still running down his muzzle, as his parents drove away, then he unclenched his right hand, looking down at the golden coloured key he held, then turned back around and lifted his gaze up once more to stare at the house before him...his...house...it refused to sink in, the fact his parents had done this for him - he wasn't even married yet...and looking around, at the houses, some looked more like mansions to him - he turned back to his own house and reached down, before picking up both his suitcases and his iron shod hooves clopping hollowly against the path that led to the front door.

*

The next week passed in a blur for him, removalists arrived and soon had his home decked out in second hand - but still beautiful - furniture, a king sized iron cast frame bed, closets and cupboards - anything and everything the reclusive young colt could ever dream of needing - and probably - many things he didn't. He wandered from room to room, trailing his hooflets lightly over anything and everything.

It was all just overwhelming to him - coming from his parents farm - to this - this felt like some endless rambling mansion, compared to their small homestead back in the country. Running water, flushing toilets - all the conveniences that city dwellers took for granted - it just made him flop into a couch, it sculpting itself to his unique physiology - before the shock and awe overwhelmed him and he put his head in his paws and began sobbing heart-brokenly - there was one thing all these contrivances could not bring him - or cure for him - his homesickness...

A knocking on his door made him snap his head up, his ears sweeping forwards, as he dragged the shirt sleeve across his eyes and rose, his vision blurring due to the tears, before he made his way to the front door, then opened it. He frowned, then glanced down slightly, and seen a lovely young lady, a Whitetail Doe if his identification of her species was right - smiled up at him, the black muzzle mark crinkling as her eyes sparkled with playfulness and she held out a foil covered package to him.

"Hi!" Came the sweet, lilting voice of the Doe, as Jack blinked and instinctively took the foil wrapped package, then set it on a small desk beside the front door. "I'm Felicity - Felicity Blacktail, I live two doors down, and just thought I'd pop by, say hi and welcome you to our neighbourhood!"

It was all a bit much for Jack blinked away the vestiges of his tears, his manners forgotten for a moment, before he gasped, then stepped aside and gestured with his paw.

"Please - won't you come in, my name is Jackson - Jack, is what I prefer and - "

Felicity smiled, her infectious, charismatic personality instantly making Jack forget his miseries, as she brushed past him and he scented the faintest aroma of lavender - feeling his heart skip a beat in his chest, before he closed the door quietly, then gestured for Felicity to follow him. Glancing around Felicity took in the ground floor, noting the slight shabbiness of the furnishings, but being too polite to mention it, she brushed it out of her mind, then sat demurely at the table, clasping her paws before her and watching as Jack fumbled with two cups, nearly dropping them.

"Sorry - " Jack whiffled, his ears slapping back against his head in shame. "I - I only moved in a while ago, and - "

Felicity's ears pricked forwards, as she stared at the broad, strong back of the young Colt, taking in all the appearance of him and a shiver ran through her, before she smiled wider and laughed delicately.

"I know, this place was on the market for a while, its a nice home - I knew the family who lived here before you, lovely couple..." Felicity nodded, then gratefully took the cup from Jack's trembling paws before he spilled it.

"I'm sorry...where are my manners, I must have left them in the barn - " Jack smiled nervously, feeling a blush creep up his muzzle, intentionally flicking his ears back to hide it.

"Country boy huh?" Felicity laughed softly, then reached over and gently placed a pa on his, lightly turning it over and looking at the thick, rough callouses on his palms and fingers. "I thought so - used to working long and hard, hauling water, chopping wood, straining at the plough..."

Jack blushed worse, then trembled as Felicity smirked, then pet his hand gently and let it go.

"Welcome once again, its always nice to meet someone new - will you be attending college? Or have you already got a job here in the big smoke - "

Felicity emphasised the last with a rough, masculine type of voice, before she leaned back in the chair, throwing her head back and her beautiful, infectious laughter pealed forth, even jack joined in, knowing he and Felicity were going to be friends, such was the magnetism this young Doe exuded like pheromones.

Picking up the cup, Felicity's swirled it with the straw, then in two quick, convulsive slurps, drained it and pet Jack lightly on the paw as she stood.

"Thank you for the drink, Jack - " Felicity smiled, then walked over and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Don't be a stranger - two doors down, on the left...college enrolment is at the end of next week - don't be late!"

Felicity showed herself out, leaving Jack sitting there, bewildered and confused, her perfume still lingering like a lovers caress against the cheek - and he shook himself and gathered up the empty cups before rinsing them out in the sink. He marked the date on the calendar for when enrolments were due, before he returned to the front door and picked up the foil wrapped packet and sniffed it. The scent of vanilla reached his broad nostrils, and he shuddered in pleasure - he loved vanilla, almost as much as he loved the scent of a freshly cooked apple pie. He was about to head back to the kitchen with the offering, before he paused, then turned back around and locked the deadbolt on the door.

"Got to remember that...not in the country any-more - " he muttered to himself, as he clopped his way back up the hall, then disappeared into the kitchen.

*

Next morning, after completing his usual necessities, he wandered his house, drying his mane after the morning shower, and as fate would have it, he happened to glance out the bedroom window, which overlooked the neighbours yards - when his eyes snapped to the creature that lay sprawled on a sun lounger;

Her long, luxurious tail, thicker than anything he'd ever imagined on an equine - glistened like fresh fallen snow, the faint silvery flecks on the tips of her hairs making the sun light that bathed this radiant beauty shimmer and glisten like liquid mercury.

She - he was certain it was a young filly - wore a tightly fitting bikini, that would have left nothing to the imagination - it was almost so tight, he felt it'd surely saw her in half. Her ears were back-swept and he squinted, catching the faint glint of a golden earring in one ear, before he snorted and shook his head slowly. He never understood how any anthropomorphic creature would have its body pierced - it just seemed to him - to be so unnatural...

He nickered in alarm, the towel falling from his nerveless fingers, as the young filly rose, then reached behind her and unclasped the spaghetti like string that held her top on, before she shrugged her silvery-furred shoulders and let it dangle from one dark gloved paw before she lay on her back and pulled a light sun-shade down until only the darkness of her nostrils showed. Jack felt a tremble run from his ear-tips to his hooves, as whiffled through his nostrils - and felt the unmistakable quiver down in his loins. Embarrassed, he twisted about, his left hoof crashing down on the hardwood floor, as he clenched his paws into fists and tried to fight the urges that grew within him - before he exhaled explosively and shuddered.

"What am I afraid of - " he chastised himself, before blushing and glancing shyly over his shoulder again, gazing down at the beautiful young Arabian filly. "I'm not a little colt any-more - I'm nearly an adult - and alone - in my own home..."

A quivering, dark coloured paw slowly wandered from the side of his thigh, almost of its own volition, as he swallowed and with a tremble - he feathered his fingers lightly up and down his jeans - about where his sheath would be - and he snorted - feeling the unmistakable bulge straining against the waistband. Urges fought with self-confidence which fought with his shame - the three conflicting emotions roiling like ominous black thunderheads in his mind - before his paws made the decision for him, once again, seemingly of their own volition - and before he knew what was happening, they had unclasped his thick leather belt which clattered to the floor, unzipped his jeans and now - standing proud and erect like a flagpole of lust - his full penis slapped against his well muscled belly and he gasped, before he come to his senses and looked down in guilt and shame.

"Oh no...not...not now - " He moaned, eyes instinctively drawn back to the beautiful young Filly next door, who was oblivious to this Colt's growing distress. "Think of something else...think of something else..."

His mind seemed to short-circuit, as the next thing he remembered, was being on his knees, his penis clasped in both paws and a spreading puddle over the hardwood timber floor - his penis wilting like a dying flower in his grasp, sweat dripping off his muzzle and eyes screwed shut as he coughed and shuddered. As the acrid scent wafted up to his flared nostrils, his eyelids snapped open. Revulsion fought with lust in his mind, as he fell backwards, his rump striking the back of his hooves as he stared in shame and guilt, ears flattening.

"No...no, no no!" he moaned, snatching up the towel and throwing it over the puddle, his ears aching with the blood rushing to them.

Ashamed, but feeling better for it, Jack used his paws to pat down the towel, before he picked it back up and holding it at arms length, he carried it to the bathroom,where he dropped it in the bath.

"Damn it - I know better than that - " Jack chastised himself, as he shivered and swiftly turned the tap on, and splashed the cold water on his muzzle.

Jack couldn't shake the mental image of the beautiful young Arabian filly, how her fur sparkled in the sunlight and...he whiffled, then slapped himself sharply across the muzzle - hard enough so the slap echoed throughout the house. Slicking his ears back, he sighed and wrung his paws together, trying to regain his self-control and knew he was losing a battle he'd never been destined to win.

"What would she see in me - " Jack's mind turned on itself, like two people having an argument. "She's young, beautiful, probably already betrothed to someone..."

jack sighed, then headed downstairs, his mind continuing to argue the pro's and cons' of trying to at least say hi to the Arabian filly - but his natural shyness and insecurity kept him housebound...at least until the start of college enrolment -

*

Jack stood in the middle of the quad, watching as old friends met and greeted each other, yet he had never felt more alone in all his life. His fear and insecurity began to grow and grow, before he whinnied in fear as he felt a light touch on his shoulder and his textbooks and other paraphernalia fell to the ground in a mess. Without thinking, he knelt, then began scrambling almost on all fours to pick up his dropped items - when he turned about, he gazed at the polished black cloven hooves, and standing right beside them - were solid hooves, the glimmer of silver just visible where they touched the ground.

"I - " Jack began, as he slowly stood, following the hooves to dark socks, pale white legs, then a emerald green skirt that started at the knees and his mind whirled - he would have surely fainted, had the owner of the cloven hooves not grabbed him by the forearms and steadied him.

"Analise, this is Jackson - he moved in next door to you, I don't know if you two have met. Jackson? This is Analise..."

Jack stared, his muzzle dropping open, as he gazed into the emerald green eyes of the filly from next door. Her smiled broadened as she delicately held out a dark gloved paw, and Jack blinked, before he swallowed and enfolded the paw in his own and gave a friendly squeeze before letting it go.

"Shy one, aren't you - " Analise asked, as he linked arms with him, then Felicity did the other, as the walked the trembling colt off the quad.

*

Next few weeks passed quicker than anything in Jack's memory - rushing from here to there to somewhere else, endless homework, revision and study - he slammed his book shut and rubbed at his weary and aching eyes. He had no idea studying Veterinary Sciences would be such hard work. He pushed away his books, then retreated to the kitchen where he poured himself a drink of orange juice and added a straw. He'd just sat down, when there come a frenetic knocking at his door.

"Oh, for the love of - "Jack moaned, as he stood, then clopped his way to the door and opened it.

"Hi stud!" Felicity smirked, then stood on her hoof-tips and gave the blushing colt a kiss on the cheek. "Analise and I are going to the club tonight, we were wondering if you'd like to come? Dress is purely - casual - and we'd love it if you'd come along with us! Please say you will, you've been so shy and uptight - he just want to show you around, introduce you to new people - you know - get into the zone and everything..."

"I..." Jack began, flattening his ears.

"Felicity, we'll be late and..." As Analise stepped from the car, jack's mind reeled as he gazed at the beautiful lo cut dress the young Arabian was wearing - the hint of her ample cleavage showing, and the gold earring catching the quarter moons light and sparkling. "Jack...hi! Are you coming, oh please, please say you'll come - it'd be lovely, there's so few of we horses on campus - let along at the club..."

Jack flicked his gaze between Felicity and Analise, before the two young females smirked, then before Jack knew what he was doing, his front door was closed and locked and he was bundled into he back of the car, wedged between Felicity and Analise. He was only dressed in tight fitting jeans, a long sleeved shirt and nothing else - he felt severely undressed compared to the lovely young ladies on either side of him, and he had no idea what was in store...

To Be Continued...