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Second thoughts are a bitch, huh?

This was the thought going through Alistar's head as he sat up in bed wondering if he was really going to do what he had planned on doing that day.

There was nothing particularly strange about Alistar, if one were to see him in passing on the street. And it's not like people didn't see the twenty-two year old lion every day; he was in college after all. He was out much of the day, either running from class to class, working at one of the local coffee shops, or going to the gym to tone up. By all other accounts, he was a fairly normal young adult lion.

While he wasn't what one might call a loner, Alistar's social life didn't amount to much, at least in his own mind. He wasn't disliked; no... he just had a very small circle of good friends. Yeah, that was it. He was the type that everyone knew, but few people knew well. And most people at his school didn't know him well - not even his roommates, who he barely interacted with except for rare occasions when they happened to be in the kitchen at the same time as he was. Hell, he thought, he hadn't even really been known intimately by anyone before.

Going to the gym had its perks, obviously. Alistar was a good-looking lion, something he had recently decided he was okay admitting to himself. After all, he had put in the work. Besides an impeccable golden coat of fur, typical of his species, he was especially proud of his luscious red mane. He had also developed some pretty well defined muscles that made his six-foot frame seem almost imposing in the right lighting. Yet, for all this, he still hadn't managed to hold down a relationship. He realized, sitting on his bed, that there had only ever been two females in his life romantically - if you could even call it that. There was Elise, a lynx, and a high school classmate of his. That one, Alistar had decided later, was really only to prove to himself that he could have a girlfriend, as nice as Elise was. Then there was Katy, a rather sexy lioness from the cheerleading team whom he had been involved with in the three (or was it four?) months leading up to graduation. Since high school? Nothing.

It was too hard to get close to people. Opening up was difficult already, but Alistar had secrets that wholly prevented him, in his mind, from achieving the normal relationship that he craved on so many sad, lonely nights. It went far beyond the questioning of his sexuality that he had gone through in his early teens. Hell, everyone was supposed to go through that, and it didn't take long for Alistar to realize he had no problem jacking off to males as well. The problem, however, was in the type of males Alistar had a want for.

Horses. And not furs like you or me, either. Feral horses.

Alistar had grown up in a country home with farms surrounding it. His grandparents had owned one of those farms, and had a few horses all throughout his childhood. He had always thought they were majestic. Strong, sturdy, powerful. These were just attractive traits, and from a young age, he would love to sit and watch them roam for hours.

Naturally, Alistar had looked at a lot of... "adult" sites during his early teens. The Internet allowed him to explore his desires, something he found particularly useful when seeing whether or not males really did appeal to him. But the Internet is a scary place, and it's easy to go too deep, as he had found on one of his late-night porn-binging sessions as his parents slept in the next room. A simple click on the wrong link led him to a different kind of site. One in which the animals on the screen didn't all walk on two paws like the ones fucking in the video he had just been watching. In this site, furs just like him, though mostly female, were getting plowed by ferals. Canines mostly: dogs, wolves, and the like. But of course, it wasn't without horses.

How did he not know this existed before?

That particular night in Alistar's youth ended a lot quicker than he had expected with a hot, sticky mess matting his bellyfur, a spit-lubed finger teasing his virgin pucker, and the sounds of a stallion wildly fucking some slutty wolf bitch softly emanating from his laptop's speakers.

That was only the beginning. From that point forward, Alistar frequented those kinds of sites, and was drawn to the horses again and again. There was so much more than he had even thought possible, and most nights when he needed release ended with him finding it with the help of the feral horses in the videos. He began to envy those bitches in the videos, and made note of how few males were taking the horse cocks he saw. This was why he could never get close to anyone, male or female; how would they possibly understand his secret desires? He couldn't just ignore them. Neither of the girls he had dated had been this satisfying. He had never even done anything with Elise. Katy had given him head once, and that was good, and he gave her a muzzlefull, but he swore he came harder and moaned louder when he was doing it to the sites of one of those gorgeous beasts showing some fur how a true animal fucked.

Eventually, these yearnings culminated in a drunken one-night stand during Alistar's freshman year of college with, of course, a horse. Of course, being drunk, he couldn't remember much of the night itself, or even the fur he was with - someone he had met in a gay bar near campus when he went out for a night of experimentation. The only feeling that carried over into the morning after was shame, not unlike the shame he had felt countless times after furiously stroking his meat to bestiality, but something about the feel of that flared shaft must have gotten to him because he also still had the same hunger. Something inside of him knew this was only the beginning and while the sex may have been nice, nothing was going to satisfy his curious rear like a real feral horse.

Alistar sat on his bed remembering this one-night stand from two years ago and the feelings it provoked, and decided right then and there that yes: this was the day he was going to go for it. He was finally going to learn what it was like.

The curiosity had never left him. He could put it on the backburner to focus on school or work or whatever else, but in he back of his mind, it was always there somewhere. A few months ago, he had gotten to reading a certain site that contained stories from furs who had actual experiences with their feral animals. There were stories of dog-sitters fucking the family pet, guys being licked to orgasm by their pups, and even some stories of horses. There was even a section for "personals," as the site put it: furs looking to meet up and engage in some of these kinky behaviors together. Alistar had, on one night when he was feeling particularly risky, posted there.

And gotten a response.

Zeke lived about forty-five minutes away, or so his post had said. On the outskirts of the very town that Alistar attended school. This was no surprise; it was still a relatively rural area and while there weren't farms_in_ the city, there damn sure were a bunch around it. Zeke owned one of these with his wife, and the two boars had a number of horses, including one stallion Alistar took a particular interest in named King. He wasn't completely full-grown, but he was no colt, and Zeke seemed perfectly fine sending Alistar as many detailed pictures as he requested over a period of a few weeks. The boar, in his late forties, was another of those furs who self-described as a "closet" beast lover, and his wife had no idea. While he never experimented himself, and had no real desire to try one of his horses out or bottom for anyone in particular, he told Alistar one night via a Skype chat, "id fuckin kill to get some slut here and watch her get plowed by one of my horses. Youll do nicely too if u rly wanna ;)"

And boy, did Alistar want to. Which is why he got off his bed and went to his car, on a Saturday morning that just happened to fall on a weekend when Zeke's wife would be visiting her sister in the next city.

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"Heh, there's tha' kid. Nice to meet ya."

Zeke's voice sounded just as gruff as Alistar had imagined it might as he got out of his car on Zeke's land. He sized the boar up; while not particularly his type, he wasn't unattractive, if you were into that sort of thing, Alistar supposed. Definitely wasn't as toned as the lion, but he had muscle from the amount of labor he did every day. Just because some of the muscle was hiding behind a bit of belly didn't mean he didn't have it.

"Uhm, hi," he responded nervously as his tail twitched with anxiety and excitement behind him. "That was the best you could come up with to say to the man who's letting you get fucked by his horse?" his inner voice chastised him.

"Hah, no need to be shy, cub!" Zeke laughed. "I'm not here to judge ya. You got balls, kid." He pointed to the lion's jean-clad groin to make his point. "Yer the first fur to ever come out here for this. Some wolf bitch said she was gonna come but got cold paws. Too bad, I'da loved to see her cum," the boar snickered. Upon sensing that his guest was still a little uncomfortable and out of his element, he quickly followed up, "Uhh, let's get you out back then. Pasture's out there and I got king all sectioned off and waiting for ya. If you think yer ready, that is."

"Yeah, I think so."

"Good, King seems ready too. I've never seen a horse get so many damn erections. Had one last I checked, before I came out front to greet ya." And sure enough, when the pair made it out to King, it was the first thing that grabbed Alistar's attention. The stallion was just beautiful all over, of course, just like the pictures: muscled, strong, gorgeous mane and tail, and a beautiful brown coat of fur. But the real prize was hanging between King's two hind legs, not even fully erect.

The horsecock was still bigger than any Alistar had seen on a fur by a wide margin. It was no secret that horse furs were better endowed than almost all of their peers, but even they couldn't compare to the raw sexual power of a feral. It was rare to see a cock on a horse fur extend less than seven inches, and the average was something like eight and a half, a little research had informed Alistar. He assumed the one he let fuck him a couple years back was somewhere in that area, but there was a veritable foot of horse meat hanging just in front of him at this very moment, and it wasn't even fully hard. Speaking of a wide margin, it looked like it had some width too it, too. Maybe almost three whole inches, but the flared tip... that looked like an almost insurmountable challenge.

"I know what yer thinkin'," came the gruff voice behind him. "Wonderin' how the hell that thing's gonna fit in that tight rump of yers, right? Well frankly, I have no fuckin' clue, but judging by that tent in yer jeans, yer fixin' ta find out."

Alistar nervously reached out a golden paw to that dark, fleshy pole hanging down under the stallion's belly. "C..can I?"

"Knock yerself out, boy! This is what you wanted, i'nnit? But better take that shirt off, feral horses ain't got a cock like you might be familiar with, -er, I'm just assumin' you've been around a lotta cock, that right? Whatever, my point is that ol' King here's gonna make a mess when you start playin' with him."

Alistar didn't have to be told twice, and his heart thumped faster in anticipation as he slid off his t-shirt and just let it fall to the ground - he could wash it when he got back to his apartment. "Damn, not a bad body, kid. Kinna reminds me'ah mine when I was yer age. Maybe that means you'll look like me when you grow up, heh," The young lion barely heard him. It was like the rest of the world stopped existing for a moment when his paw first came in contact with a real, feral cock. It twitched a little when he applied more pressure with his paw, and he heard a light huff of appreciation from the beast it belonged to. He gave the meat a few exploratory strokes and, sure enough, Zeke had been right. The horsecock spurted out a clear strand of pre right into the grass beneath it. Of course, Alistar hadn't needed Zeke to warn him of the amount of cum a real stallion could produce. Countless videos had taught him that.

As the glorious shaft in his paw began to harden, Alistar decided it was time to take his play to another level and softly kneeled in the grass in front of it. He just fit under King's strong frame over top of him, and Zeke looked on with a bulge in his jeans forming as Alistar gave the wide, flared head of King's cock a meaningful lick.

"Fuck, that tasted good," was all he could think as a shot of pre got him on the nose.

There was no way he was going to get the head of that monster into his muzzle without some reconstructive jaw surgery, so Alistar settled for licking and suckling what he could fit before running his tongue down the side and back up again. That was well enough because the cock was hardening to at LEAST a massive foot and a half, probably closer to two feet, and there was no way the majority of that would have made it down his throat at this angle.

"Wow, kid, looks like yer pretty good at this. Musta been wanting it." Alistar watched out of the corner of his eye as Zeke groped the hefty bulge forming at the front of his jeans. "I say we get ya prepped up for what's next."

With that, Zeke started stripping. Upon seeing Alistar's slightly confused expression, he said, "Oh, don't worry, I'm just here to watch. I know who's cock yer after, heh. It was just gettin' damn tight in there," as his pants dropped to join the rest of his clothes in the grass. The boar's thick, veiny shaft bobbed up, fully hard, when the pants hit the ground. "Now, let's see what yer packin'. Not that it matters with what you intend to do today."

With that, Zeke kneeled on the ground behind Alistar, who was still intent on working King's dripping member. The meat throbbed in his paw, which could just almost barely make it around the majority of the shaft, but not quite. Amidst his lust-induced haze, he felt Zeke roughly tugging at his belt from behind, and he lifted his rear a little so the boar would have an easier time getting off his pants. Might as well let the boar strip him while he concentrated on horsecock, he figured.

Zeke managed to slide Alistar's jeans and boxers down to his ankles in one go, but a black rubber-like material sticking between the young lion's butt cheeks caught his attention. "Shit, yer wearin' a plug! Smart boy. Alright then, cub, let's warm you up. Don't worry, I brought lube." The boar must've had the bottle in his pants pocket. "Come on, then, push it out," as he roughly tugged at the buttplug Alistar had inserted before he made his drive.

The lion moaned and the boar chuckled as his ass popped and the black plug slid out into Zeke's waiting paws. "Not bad, boy," Zeke said. "Looks like about two and a half inches. Impressive, but nothin' compared to what yer about to have up there," he added before roughly pushing the plug all the way back in to the hilt.

Alistar was in bliss. His barbed cock throbbed and shot some pre into the grass as his ass was played with. He loved the stretch and the pop that came with each thrust as he was fucked pretty forcefully by his favorite toy, and he was getting a delicious meal of horsecock all the while. He slurped lewdly as saliva and pre built up in his mouth and panted as Zeke finally pulled the plug all the way out and kept it there, admiring his handiwork. Alistar was sure he looked pretty stretched and used after the makeshift fucking, but he supposed that was necessary for the next thing he wanted to do.

"Fuck it, you look ready enough to me. Get that butt 'a yer's up and in position.. yeah, take off yer shoes and get yer pants off the rest of the way first. You don't want nothin' in the way." Alistar did what he was told and was soon stark naked under the beast. "Good cub. Now you just bend over and line up that hole best you can with King's meat. I'll handle him. You probably ain't never taken anything close to this long before so I'll hold him around the middle, closer to the medial ring an' make sure he doesn't tear you up too bad."

Alistar could barely breathe, he was so overtaken with anticipation. The lion's loose hole tingled with the thought of what was about to happen. Every dirty, secret fantasy of his was about to be realized by the absolutely giant, throbbing member currently rubbing against his backside and marking him with its juices. King huffed loudly above him as if he knew he was about to claim a mate, and Alistar longed to be that mate, to be bred by such a magnificent, royal animal.

"Alright, you know what to do. Push back, don't force it... damn, you look hot like this... Yeah, get yer ass nice and lined up to his flare first. Just push like yer takin' a shit and get that fat head 'o his in there. After that ya should be good. I got his cock for ya."

Alistar pushed back like the good cub he was, but damn, was that head thick. It must have been three inches across, easy. "Jesus, is this thing ever gonna fit? Did I drive out here for nothing? I wonder if Zeke rubbed King with enough lu-"

_ _"-FUUUUUUUCK!"

The lion had _never_yelped like that. It felt as If his tailhole had been ripped right down the crack of his rear and the first two or so inches of his rectum were stretched past their limits as the beast above him neighed triumphantly and his veiny meat brutally forced itself past its resistance.

"Damn, sucked 'im right on in! Fuckin' hot, boy."

Alistar couldn't even process the words Zeke was forming as he lewdly encouraged his young feline friend. It felt like his ears were ringing and his whole body was shivering, and the cock hadn't even moved inside him yet. Without warning, Zeke allowed another inch into the lion's tailhole and the horse above him, surprised, reacted with a short, hard bucking motion that sent his engorged fuck-pole right into Alistar's prostate like a meaty battering ram.

"HOLYFUCKAHHH," was everything the lion could form before he trembled around the massive four inches of cock inside his rear and he came all over the grass. He wasn't even hard, losing his erection out of nervousness and pain as the fat head of King's cock forced itself in his hole, but that didn't stop him. He convulsed violently and squeezed painfully around the amount of cock that had fit inside him so far as his prostate was milked hard and he made a mess by his footpaws.

"Damn, son, guess you really wanted this," the boar laughed behind him. "No time for yer afterglow now though, King's just gettin' started. Brace yerself."

Alistar didn't even know how to prepare as King's cock was painfully thrust inches deeper into his bowels. He still hadn't even come down entirely from his orgasm, for fucks sake. King didn't seem to care, though, only intent on breeding his new mare. Alistar could already feel the horse's pre coating his inner walls, something he was grateful for since all the lube Zeke had rubbed on the horse's shaft could only go so far. Even though the widest part had made it in, it still felt like a fist was stretching his tailhole, and he was sure he'd reached his limit. How King was ever going to pull out was beyond him, but right now the massive cock impaling him seemed to be moving in the other direction.

Zeke let inch after inch slip in to Alistar's stretched rump with one hand as he roughly played with his cock with the other. The sight of the young lion stretching wider than he'd ever been stretched before while taking his prized stallion was enough to get any self-respecting man hard. He tried to control King's thrusts somewhat, but there was only so much he could do and he heard Alistar's "Ah.. ahh. AH.. AHH," with every new movement from the horse. At the very least, though, Alistar seemed to be reaching a brief reprieve, as he felt the ninth or so inch slip in to his ass and his rump come in contact with Zeke's paw holding onto the middle of the shaft.

"Fuck.. give me a minute," the lion panted as he tried to get used to the girth and length of the spurting shaft inside him. He moved forward an inch or so, then back onto Zeke's hand with a low groan. He repeated this motion a few times, his ass getting used to the feeling of being stretched around the horsemeat, and his groans soon turned into moans of pleasure. His barbed cock quickly re-unsheathed itself and he began to toy with it between his legs, his mind becoming lost to the the incredible sensations resonating deep in his tailhole and jolting through his entire body with each movement. Zeke seemed to be enjoying himself too; Alistar had his eyes shut in bliss, but could hear low grunting from behind him, a telltale sign that Zeke was enjoying the view and had begun pawing himself in earnest.

Alistar was content to keep up this motion, but unfortunately (or fortunately) for him, King had other plans. The powerful beast was just getting teased at this point, with half of his shaft never even entering the confines of the tight, warm hole in front of him. With a jerking thrust that shocked Zeke, forcing his cock past the boar's paw holding it, he roughly crammed three or four more inches into Alistar's entrance, causing the lion's eyes to snap open suddenly.

"AHHHH JEEEEsus. ZEKE!" This was the first unbridled scream of the fucking. Alistar officially had more cock in him than he had ever had before, and it felt like the horse's massive tool was rearranging his insides. King didn't stop there and thrust again with such force that Alistar nearly fell forward into the dirt and had to walk forward a little to keep his balance. A splitting pain tore through his insides as the flared head of King's meat bludgeoned past whatever obstacles were in its way, and he screamed until he felt he was going to go hoarse, tears forming in his eyes. All of this, and his erection still bobbed and spurted below him, throbbing due to the thick girth massaging his hole and prostate, and pounding his depths in places he never thought possible.

A couple more short, powerful thrusts from above him, and the muscular beast had truly impaled his new lion toy, huge, dark-furred balls roughly slapping against the lion's own golden-furred pair. "Ahhh... unnnNNNH," came Alistar's pathetic mewls as King thrust and he couldn't decide whether he wanted King to stop entirely and pull out or cum right on the spot.

Alistar panicked. He was truly impaled now. The searing pain that ripped through his insides hadn't subsided, and he was sure something had torn in him somewhere. Was he going to die like this, shish kabobed under a horse by almost two feet of cock? With a little moan as the aforementioned cock throbbed deep inside him, he thought, "Maybe that wouldn't be the worst way to go."

"Holy fuck, yer really takin' all of 'im. I'll be damned. Heh, nice bulge, kid."

Alistar didn't know what the boar meant until he looked down. The massive shaft inside of him, still hilted as the horse allowed his new bitch a brief reprieve from the impaling, had nowhere else to go and bulged lewdly out of Alistar's gut. He shifted around it, feeling the meat stretch his tailhole as it pulled out a little, and saw the bulge move, putting a paw to it.

"Ohhhhfuuuck," was all he could say. He could feel the horse cock through his belly, hot and throbbing as it filled him with more juices. Was he ever going to recover from this? He couldn't let his mind linger on that question because at that moment, King decided it was time to go back to work, roughly pulling out almost halfway and slamming back home again, Alistar's new tummy-bulge expanding along with the thrust.

The "nnnAHHH," from the lion could barely be heard over the horse's triumphant neigh, and the brutal fucking continued. Alistar's hole was stretched so damn tight, and his insides were getting quite the re-working. "Y..y..YES! So d..deep!" he moaned. King was unforgiving and relentless, pounding his meat with vigor into his screaming, convulsing prey.

Of course, this could only go for so long. The previously pent-up horse was thrusting even more rigidly now, and there was never more than six inches of horsecock outside of the lion's ass. The fucking slowed, but increased in raw power as the muscular beast above Alistar prepared to unload deep into his bowels. Alistar couldn't deal with it anymore, and he blacked out for a second from the sensations of the pounding meat ripping through his body as his cock jumped up to his stomach and he came. Hard.

The lion could only let out a series of helpless mewls, having screamed more to that point than he ever thought possible, as his balls unloaded their seed for a second time. When he did, his abused hole clenched as tight as it was able to around the base of the horse's shaft and King returned the favor by thrusting as deeply as he could, lifting the lion off the ground for a second in the process. His cockhead flared up violently in Alistar's depths, and he could see the massive bulge in his stomach expand before the horse neighed loudly yet again and a hot, sticky flood began filling him up.

The horse's balls worked in overdrive, and it felt like a fire hose had been shoved up Alistar's anus. Each jet of King's cum felt like it was more than the horse fur's entire load, those two years ago - and the jets kept shooting deeply into him, filling him with warmth. They shot heavy and thick up his bowels and Alistar began to feel his stomach distend with more than a gallon of horse cum. It kept coming, and Alistar kept his paw on his stomach to feel the hot fullness that came from being used as a horse's cum repository. His own orgasm had been strong - the strongest of his life - but paled in comparison to the mess that now coated his bloated insides, the deeply hilted horsecock acting as a dam and keeping it all from flooding out.

Eventually, the flood stopped, and with a few rough pulls, Alistar felt King above him attempt to remove his tool from its lion-shaped cock sleeve. When he finally yanked it out unceremoniously, the lion immediately crumpled to the ground and felt the cum in his stomach swish around as he landed on it, unable to even hold himself up anymore without the nearly two feet of horse dick impaling him. He barely registered the sensations of a sticky mess erupting from his abused tailhole as a good amount of the horse's cum left with his dick, his stretched orifice doing nothing to keep it locked inside. There was still more than enough to keep his belly stretched and full he mused as his gaping entrance spurted thick cream and he made a mess of the surrounding fur.

He wasn't empty for long though, as four fingers of an invading boar paw roughly replaced King, who had begun to lose interest and walk away.

"Fuck, that was hot," came Zeke as he played with Alistar's gaping entrance, eliciting a helpless moan. "Sorry, I said I'd just watch, but I just hafta. You understand. Don't worry, I'm already pretty fuckin' close," he added as the fingers were replaced by the tip of a thick cock. "Goooooood boy," he cooed as the head slipped in with ease, thick, creamy horsecum providing the perfect lubricant.

The boar bore down on Alistar, belly pressing against his back, and he began raggedly thrusting in earnest. Lewd squelches could be heard as the lion's hole and stretched insides were further used, and the lion laid spent on the grass as the older boar had his way with him.

"Heh, looks like you got a belly like mine now. So this is what it feels like to fuck a mare," he grunted as he thrust harder. "That's a good cub. Squeeze my cock as well as you can, boy. Thaaaaat's it, unGH!" Zeke's paws gripped Alistar's sides tightly as he shoved his meat all the way in one last time. It was a hefty package, but nothing Alistar's body couldn't handle after it was speared by its last intruder. Zeke grunted and bucked his hips as he came hard into the wet, loose passage. He added his own cream to the mess that already filled the lion up and had leaked around his cock with each thrust, only holding his cock in for a moment after he was done cumming before roughly pulling all the way out, more cum accompanying him.

"Thanks for that, kid. Just don't tell mah wife. O'course, if ya did, I'd just show the world the pictures I gotta you bein' King's bitch. Haha. Just playin' with ya. Feel free 'ta come inside and grab a shower before you head back, you'd ruin the seat of yer car like that."

With that, the boar grabbed his clothes and left the panting, gaping lion to lie in a pool of his own cum, King's cum, and now the boar's cum while he tried to gather his wits well enough to stand.

It might be a while.