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Little does he know his big moment is much closer than he anticipated, and he is going to find out just how wild these half-beasts can get in bed.STORY STARTS HERE!Matt barely managed to shut an eye before they came for him. "On your feet, scum." "I'll take care of this, Er." "Just make sure he doesn't break his head on the way up." Matt stared at the ceiling. He didn't care who spoke. He didn't care for any of this. The cell was his home. Bare, stinky, and damn cold, but safe compared to what happened above. "Human," a soft voice said from nearby. Matt didn't answer until something poked his shoulder. He turned, coming face to face with the black feline guard he met just outside his cell the first time he was brought out. "I apologize to intrude, but we have to go up." "Don't. You are just doing your job," Matt sighed. "What's happening up there?" "The bidders have arrived. You are one of the last humans that remained inside." "What happened to the others?" Matt frowned. "They're already oiled and prepared." He didn't like how those words sounded. He got up, heading towards the door. "Lets not keep them waiting, shall we?"  The feline grabbed his arm. "You cannot go like this. I have to check for injuries and oil you." "What does that oil thing even mean?" Matt asked, frustrated with all these rules. The feline pointed at his chest, then towards his feet. "All your belongings have to go from here, to there." "You mean like stripping?" Matt scoffed. "Bare. You have to be bare." A monstrous sigh escaped from Matt's throat. He felt embarrassed, but most of all, helpless. "Just do what you have to. It's not like I can stop you from fondling my ass or putting your cock in my mouth." He got no answer in return for that. This guard probably had no idea what his coworkers did. He was kind and considerate, even allowing Matt to take off his own clothes. Matt started with his hoodie. He pushed it over his head and threw it on the stone bed. Then, his white tank top followed. The chill of the air nipped at his flesh, sprinkling goose bumps all over his arms. Matt flexed his muscles. "Like what you're seeing?" "You look...agile." A chuckle escaped Matt's throat. He expected words such as well built or strong. Still, agility was preferred over a scrawny body. The cat could've gone with that. He stared at Matt with much more interest once his jeans were unbuttoned. Matt gripped the rim of his underwear hesitantly. Was he really going to expose himself to some bipedal cat? Definitely. He took a deep breath, then pushed his briefs down. The feline did not have much of a reaction to that. He scooped the briefs with one hand, threw them on the pile without even sniffing, and picked an oil jar from his waist pouch. "Relax. It's going to be warmer than you expect." The feline was right. The oil had a pleasant allure to it, mostly due to the warm pads that spread it over his bare skin. With both of his palms oiled up, the feline slid along Matt's naked body. His groping posed no issues until it descended towards his crotch. "H-Hey!" "Did I hurt you?" "Just go easy on the rubbing. You're going to give me a stiffy." Matt was slightly afraid of that, as ridiculous as that sounded. The feline's fingers were quite deft, and warmth rarely greeted that part of his body. Matt bit his tongue, then shuffled his weight from one foot to the other. He even bit the insides of his cheeks and thought of gross scenarios to keep his mind from tapping into the delightful warmth circling his balls. Nothing worked. His cock throbbed and expanded, spurred by the feline's back and forth motion. "Great...like what you did?" "Quite so," the feline's nostrils flared. "The masters will be interested in checking your fertility. You should expect them to touch, sniff, or even taste you." "Eww," Matt cringed. "I haven't washed for days. Are they really going to put my grisly cock into their mouths?" "Some will," the cat finally stood up. "I suggest you be prepared for anything." That was some mighty encouraging advice. Matt forgot about it in the first few minutes. With each step he took towards the chamber above, he shivered harder. Courage and hopes were left back inside the cell. He couldn't call upon them now. The fear of the unknown eroded every ounce of positivity. He only had the oil and the feline guard for comfort. One provided warmth, while the other inspired a certain amount of safety. When Matt reached the chamber with the fancy pool, he was left with none. The air was warm enough on its own, and the guard went to join his brethren, leaving Matt in a line of stiff, scardy humans. "Psst!" Matt hissed towards the shaggy man to his right. "How about we try to escape?" The brute remained completely silent. Matt tried that several times, then turned to the other side. A woman was closest to him. Old, frail, with drooping tits, a pockmarked skin and a cunt that gave every man living nightmares. Matt didn't even try his luck with that wretch. He stared forward, preparing himself for whatever trials loomed ahead of him. A bell rang a few minutes later, announcing the start of the inspection. A dozen masters stepped in, each fancier than the last. Matt saw bears, leopards, canines, and even winged lizards. He wondered if they were the same as dragons, walking on two feet like that. The whole crowd walked around the room, pointing and commenting. Few threw their eyes towards the human offering. The group seemed more interested in sharing tales and refreshing themselves with colored drinks rather than actually inspecting. Matt considered himself fortunate. He only had to endure brief pokes and short questions until a clingy canine came his way. It had white tipped ears, a black head smeared with snowy splotches, and two playful amber eyes that never seemed to settle. "Can you speak?" She, for her voice was light and pleasant, also had a delightful tone that made her words flow like honey. "I...I can, yes," Matt stuttered, taken aback by the sudden reveal. Nothing on this dog screamed of female. She had a barbaric attire, with leathers to shield her breasts and a violet cloth wrapped around her waist. Her tail also wagged from side to side, just like a dog's. "Oh. Exciting!" she yipped. "You are already smarter than the rest." She reached a tentative finger towards his chest. "Can I touch?"

"Sure. I have nothing to hide," Matt said wryly, adding a forced smile to go with it. The dog laughed in that whimpery way of hers and proceeded with her inspection. Matt avoided looking at her body. He realized, much to his dismay, that he extracted a perverse sort of pleasure from admiring the bodies of these foreign creatures. The canine in particular was sleek, with well toned curves and a shiny fur to envy. "It's getting bigger!" she exclaimed. Matt's face became riper than a cherry. "It's...naah," he shook his head. "That's just my normal size. Friends tell me I'm well endowed all the time though!" "Oh, so exciting..." she sniffed a few times, then started to whimper and pant. "You're also so young and healthy. Can I get a sample?" Matt sweated from every pore. He had a few thoughts on what a sample referred to, but those puppy dog eyes made it infuriatingly hard to speak. Matt opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again to mutter a string of nonsense. "Oh, so glad you agree. I never touched a human before." "I'm...just...just glad to be your first," Matt stuttered as her clawed fingers touched around his balls. She also sniffed and, like any dog, licked certain parts of his cock. Her fingers worked around his foreskin. She had a suspicion on how it worked. Matt reached out to help, making the canine even more excited. "It works like this," he pressed his lips and pulled his foreskin back, exposing the crimson bulge of his head. "See? We pull this back, and...that comes out." "It looks big," the female tilted her head as she inspected his cock from more angles. "Do you also have a knot?" "A what?" Matt scratched the back of his head. "A bulge like this here." She grabbed his cock, forcing him to take a deep breath. "That...please don't do that again." Like dogs ever listened. Her tongue rushed all over his cock, slurping and suckling. Matt curled his toes as waves of unexpected pleasure assaulted his senses. Canines had such broad tongues. A single lick traversed the whole length of his cock, leaving him throbbing and wanting for more. "Mrrr. I want this in me," she licked around Matt's face with the same tongue she licked his cock with. Matt offered no resistance. She felt so wet...so warm...her playful tongue nipped around his ear, then pulled back, allowing her cold nose to take its place. "I will bid for you when the auction starts. What do you say about that?" "It's...it's great!" Matt looked into her radiant eyes. "I can't wait to-" She kissed him sweetly, then ran towards her companions, fluffy tail wagging madly behind her. "To breed you..." Matt continued. It was both embarrassing and weird how aroused that canine left him. Bidders came and went, though none expressed as much interest in him as the white splotched bitch. Matt hoped she had a heavy purse. Better end up in her care than inside some weirdo's dungeon. That white horse strolling around seemed to be one of the stranger ones. His huge cock swung like a thick pendulum with each step, wide and exposed for anyone to see. It seemed to get the job done, as every stare fell upon the white stallion. He started from the far left, inspecting the humans with what seemed to be a critical eye. Matt didn't see him touching. Perhaps a view was enough. He hoped so. Hooves clacked on the marble. Matt played a wrestling game with his thumbs to distract himself. A strange sense of uneasiness took hold of him. Maybe it was the lewd nature of this bidding, or perhaps the needy bitch. Did she really want to breed him? A dog? Matt looked down. His cock resumed its sleepy state, though even that wasn't enough to calm his rising anxiety. He was going to be a slave. Most likely to one of the kinky masters. He saw movies about men and women who needed something inside them all the time to feel well. What if these creatures were the same? He jumped from scenario to scenario, getting crazier with each minute until a shadow loomed at his feet. Matt looked up. The white stallion stood just a few paces away from him! He stepped back, instantly intimidated by his giant stature. He was muscular. No. He was just freaking huge! Muscles rippled along his arms and chest, putting even Hercules himself to shame. Matt's eyes darted towards his mane. It carried a pleasant shade of gold compared to the pure white of his fur. And his eyes were so beautiful. Blue, just like the clear sky on a gentle morning. Matt mumbled something and looked at his feet again. He didn't know what he admired more. The stallion's physique, or the bare cock that drooped between his legs. The thing was huge, almost as big as one of his own arms. And his balls shared the same trait: ripe, swollen, and probably filled with days worth of cum. Matt shifted his weight on his right. Warm tingles spread over his body, and he knew exactly why. This stallion's indecency made his heart quicken. Other beastmen walked around with clothes and robes to shelter their bodies in spite of their fur, yet this stallion waved his cock around without a care in the world. All he wore was a white cape and a belt to hold his long sword. Thick and long...Matt couldn't get his eyes off the stallion's proud cock. He analyzed every splotch of pink, from its base to the flare surrounding the tip. Any being that had a cock like that would be king of the fucking world. Matt gulped and looked up. His cock was getting harder again. Surges of blood traversed his length, making it hot and stiff. Matt clamped his muscles once, wincing at the guilty pleasure traversing his crotch. "May I?" the stallion pointed towards his chest. Matt nodded silently. The stallion had a very gentle touch. He slid along his skin, feeling the muscles with gentle prods of his fingers. "Mhm." "What?" "You are very well built." Matt dragged his voice, unsure how to answer that compliment. The stallion smiled. He continued his exploration, inching towards his cock. Matt sighed softly when he found his firm length sheltered inside the stallion's grip. "You don't mind if I-" "Not at all," Matt nervously interrupted. "Stroke all you want. I'm at your disposal." He just pulled the foreskin back a few times to expose his head. The stallion nodded. He cupped Matt's balls, felt their shape and weight, then rounded him twice, cupping and spreading his butt cheeks. He flushed at that. Was the stallion pleased? Did he like what he was seeing? Matt was quite lost inside his thoughts until two gentle fingers gripped his chin. "You're the one," the stallion said with a surprisingly gentle voice. Matt blushed even harder. His tongue twisted inside his mouth. He had so many things to say, and all that came out was a weak, pitiful. "You too." The stallion threw him a wide smile. He let go and left before Matt managed to put his thoughts in order. "Drat. You too? Really? I definitely blew that one. Oh yes I did," he grumbled to himself. Judging from the stallion's proud gait, he must have been a warrior. Only they had that surefooted feeling to their strides. If that wasn't a clue, then the big sword strapped at his side spoke volumes of his profession. "Or maybe he's a professional whore. He has his cock up on display too." Matt's mirth was interrupted by the sharp cries of the bell. "Auction is over. Please head over to the grand hall to proceed with the bidding. The humans will be given symbols and presented for your viewing pleasure." Hearing that bastard's raspy voice was no joy at all. Guards came on each side, hanging a wooden tablet around each human's neck. Matt got a plum of some sort. Or a melon. He couldn't see what the damned thing was no matter how much he bowed his stiff neck. "Move," a guard poked him in the back. The group slowly set into motion. With each step, Matt drew closer to the double doors looming ahead of him. Many times he wondered what hid behind them. Now, he finally had the chance to unveil that mystery. He stepped into the room... ...and gasped when he found himself on a stage illuminated by the blazing light of burning torches. Fires rose two meters into the air, heating the air to oppressive temperatures. The crier announced the start of the bidding session. Two guards shoved the humans into the middle of the stage. Once there, the crier read their attributes. Nobody seemed interested in soiled barbarians. Some of the bidders even expressed their displeasure through roars and growls of disappointment. Matt hoped he wasn't going to end up like one of those poor wretches. Those who displeased the crowd were treated worse than trash. Guards openly kicked and slapped them without any regard for the damage they caused. "Hr'endor'har." "He's here!" a canine guard yanked Matt by his tablet. "Go out there you scrawny swine." Matt stumbled forward, almost falling on his face. The crowd burst into laughter. Matt saw several fingers pointed at him. He was a plaything, nothing more. An object to amuse both the guards and their crier. "Hailing from the distant lands of nowhere, I present you this proud specimen! His unkempt hair makes him a menace. His wild eyes instill terror into the fiercest beasts. His muscles are tempered iron! Is there anyone brave enough to tame this beast?" Another wave of laugher rolled forward. Matt too found himself chuckling at the ridiculous description. These beastmen didn't really think of him as dangerous, did they? The upcoming bids proved him wrong. Matt's jaw hung open when he saw how many masters actually fought over him. Lizards that previously remained silent now cried out their bids. Felines that stroke their cocks and drooled over their fingers sat out from their chairs, roaring higher sums. Matt was flabbergasted by the amount of interest and heat he created. He scanned the crowd for the stallion and the bitch. And he found her, nestled between two bears at the front of the row. "Five hundred!" she yelped excitedly. The crowd went silent. "Ahem...that's the maximum bid that can be placed upon a human. It's safe to say you earned him." "Make that triple," a voice boomed from the back. "What? That's not possible!" The crier said with disbelief. "It is. One thousand and five hundred Relaryi." Silence. "No-nobody ever paid that much for a human. Who are you?" The figure strode forward, revealing himself as the white stallion from before. Every pair of eyes fell upon him. Matt heard grumbling and praise alike. Some beastmen shook their heads, while others spoke the name "Maximus" as if it was some kind of deity. The stallion jumped on the stage and walked straight towards the crier. The proud bear stepped down from his perch, not even daring to make eye contact with the white stallion. "I'm...I'm sorry, my lord. I just think you're paying a ridiculous amount for a mere human." Maximus pulled out a large sack from behind and threw it onto his hand. The bear bowed under the weight. "Mere or not, I believe he's mine now." "Of...of course, high prince. I'll have him ready in no time." Matt barely managed to smile at the stallion. The bear scooped him up in his burly arms, rushing away from the stage just as growls and arguing ensued. "Feroz! Aroz!!" Two panthers appeared from the side. "Take him to your quarters. Clean him, feed him, suck his cock if you have to. The prince himself bought this one." Matt smiled broadly. Fortune was kinder to him than he imagined. Not only was he acquired by royalty, but he had the same twins from before nodding and bowing at the bear's desperate orders. "Take him away now. I don't have to repeat myself, do I?" "Not at all, master," the panthers dipped their heads and looked towards Matt. "We are at your command," they said at the same time. Matt decided to play the kind overlord. He allowed the two cats to do whatever they desired. That included a warm bath with scented oils, juicy steak bathed in spicy juices, and a pair of fresh clothing to wear. Matt thanked them for their hospitality, though by the looks of it the feisty felines would have liked a different kind of treatment. They retreated into the bed, cuddling and licking each other's muzzles while their paws push and kneaded along their exposed genders. Matt watched. It wasn't like he had anything better to see. Without TV or internet, beast sex was one of the kinkiest things he could see in person. So he took a seat on the side of the bed to admire the view. Plump balls, erect cocks, and strings of fresh seed latching onto clumped fur. Matt pressed a hand into his groin. He was surprised to see how stiff he got from watching two males go at it. "Shall we service you too?" "We promise it will be purrfect." A knock on the door dispelled the wishful fantasy. "I'm sorry lads," Matt said as he got up. "I would join your erotic macho intercourse, but I have my own date to catch." "Date?" The felines looked at each other, confused. Matt smiled and opened the door. His proud stallion stood there, bare as ever. "H-hello," Matt extended a hand. The stallion pushed an arm around his neck and squeezed him close to his warm, muscular body. "You're coming with me." "Yeah, obviously, But wh-where?" Matt choked. His grip was fierce! "To King's Larder inn. The rooms there are cozier than anything offered inside this whorehouse." "With all due respect, mr Stallion, that pool doesn't look cheap." He frowned at that. "You speak strange. Where do you hail from?" "Well, that is a long story to tell." "I have all the time in the world," the stallion said warmly. He really was true to his word. Matt had the pleasure of riding inside a cart dragged by two lions. He joked with the stallion about their wriggling balls, which led to all sorts of heated discussions. Once they reached the inn, Matt was treated to another course of his favorite food. He respectfully declined the steak and jumped straight to the desert: an array of strange fruits covered in honey. They were a lot tastier than they looked. With their bellies full, the two retreated upstairs. The stallion -Maximus as he called himself- was right once again. Although it wasn't the most lavish room Matt stumbled inside, this inn had a very homely feeling to it. Two beds sat on either side of a hearth. The table at the edge of the room had cups and flasks filled with colored liquid inside. Matt immediately labeled those as booze without even tasting them. He walked around the room, looking out the windows. The city had such a medieval flair to it. Old houses, cobbled streets, unique architecture. Most buildings were made of wood, hinting at barbaric times. "You aren't from around here." "Wasn't that obvious?" Matt walked back and dropped inside a bed. "In a way, yes. I'll ask again. Where do you hail from?" "You wouldn't believe me even if I say." "You'd be surprised," the stallion winked. Matt couldn't hide his smile. "I come from Earth. It's a distant world that's even crazier than what you have here. Internet, guns, media, tvs..." "What are those?" "Things you lack. Things I want to return to," Matt said. "So you plan on leaving?" Matt scratched his chin. "The thought had crossed my mind. Landing in a prison cell and having my mouth stuffed with cat cock wasn't exactly what I had in mind from the welcoming committee." "I agree some of our customs might be a bit strange for your kin, but they have to happen," the stallion got up. "You are mine now, Matt. I will treat you kindly and even love you if I must, but that does not bend the truth of how I acquired you." "Wait...what?" Matt frowned. "You are my pet," the stallion said. "And as your master, that entitles me to do anything I wish to you." "Anything?" Matt raised an eyebrow. "Anything." Matt pushed himself to the side of the bed and touched the stallion's rock hard abs. "Start listing, big guy. What hides inside that perverted head of yours?" "Many things," Maximus helped Matt up. "But know I will do nothing strange without your consent." That hug was a lot warmer than Matt expected. He was half tempted to grab the stallion's junk while he spoke. "Well...I'm ok with a lot of things. So I ask again," Matt looked into those beautiful azure eyes and cupped Maximus' strong jaw. "What would you do to me?" He touched and kissed Matt's forehead. "I would love you with my tongue, my lips, my cock, hands, and even my hooves if you so desire." "I...we can keep the hooves out of it," Matt chuckled. "I'm game with the rest of those." "That means..." "I'm fine. Ok. Ready. Prepared. Name it as you wish," Matt pushed his face inside the stallion's muscular chest and inhaled his pleasant aroma. "I've been itching for some action ever since that bitch teased me with her tongue." "She had your seed then?" "Almost," Matt admitted. "She wanted to buy me too, you know. Offered the five hundred before you stepped in." Maximus kneeled, so their eyes were at the same level. "Are you pleased that I did?" Matt closed his eyes and touched his lips to Maximus' fuzzy nose. "You are a vision, Maximus. I knew it from the first time I laid eyes on you. I had to ask myself...is that stallion real, or am I dreaming?" "What happened after?" Maximus whispered, grazing around the human's chin. "You came to me and I got hard," Matt smiled. "I wanted you. There. On that spot." "How bad?" Matt grabbed his cock in one hand and pushed his head forth into a kiss. "Bad enough to do this." The two moaned softly. Warm shivers spread along Matt's skin. His stallion was so warm, so gentle... his big hands drew him closer, towards that well sculpted body. Matt leaned into his embrace as he tasted his wet lips. He felt safe. Protected. But most of all, cared for. "Touch me," Maximus pulled back. "What?" He grabbed Matt's free hand and pushed it against his chest. "Feel me, Matt. Just as I felt every hair on your body back in the bidding halls." Matt kissed him again. "It will be my pleasure." He started from the stallion's perked ears. Matt fondled them between his fingers, then descended down his strong jaw. He felt his silky mane with one hand while cupping the strong muscles of his chest with the other. He was majestic in every sense of the word. So well built, and so graceful at the same time. Matt's blood heated the closer he reached towards the stallion's privates. He cupped his cock inside a soft grip, feeling the muscle underneath. He was soft now, just like his balls. Matt played with them between two fingers. His sack radiated heat, keeping the squishy stones cozy. Matt stepped back. He rounded the stallion to prod and feel his firm butt cheeks. They were steel compared to his fluffy tail. Matt combed through the pristine fur and bit his lip. He wanted this stallion, perhaps as much as he wanted him. Matt couldn't hold himself back. Lust surged through him like a wild beast. He had to satisfy his crave. Had to get a proper taste of that long, delightful cock he lusted over ever since he saw Maximus. Matt dropped on his knees. He grabbed the stallion just behind his flare, opened wide, and took him whole inside. Maximus hardened in an instant. He huffed with lust, rubbing through Matt's shaggy hair as he bobbed his head along his sensitive head. Matt swirled his tongue around the soft bulge, catching every crevice and hole. Maximus loved that. His cock hardened more than the wood below their feet. He pushed deeper into Matt's throat, spurred by the instinct to mount and thrust. Matt choked. He pulled back, exposing the saliva coated erection. "Apologies," Maximus kneeled in an instant, kissing around the human's head. "I get a bit carried away once the lust claims my flesh." "It's no problem," Matt smiled. "I kind of liked that." Maximus remained silent for a bit. "It's ok. Don't fret over it," Matt rubbed his beautiful head. "These things happen. I almost fucked a pie once when I was horny." "It's not that," the stallion bowed his head. "My people...they had an initiation ritual for lovers or pets." "With blood and needles and voodoo stuff?" Matt chuckled. "No. Marking," Maximus said. "We mark the things precious to us with our fluids." "Like seed?" "Urine," the stallion said. "It bears a significant aroma, and eases the passage of the seed, which is preferred to be spilled inside our partner after the marking ritual is complete." "I'll do anything it takes," Matt hugged his stallion's neck, kissing him sweetly. "I promised, didn't I?" Maximus was overjoyed. He scrambled onto his feet and told Matt to take his clothes off. He stood in the middle of the room, on his knees, as naked as he was during the bidding ceremony. He looked at Maximus as he rounded him. At his big, squishy sack, and the erect cock he held within his caring hand. The first stream broke loose. Matt closed his eyes. Warm liquid fell upon his heated skin, flaring the lust boiling beneath its surface. Another jet followed, taking him straight in the chest. Matt breathed in the sharp musk as it dribbled down his chest. It had a strong, resilient tinge, just like the muscles rippling along the stallion's body. "More," Matt said. He got two squirts around his belly and another long jet on his bare cock. Matt throbbed hard. Liquid heat seeped inside his foreskin, unleashing a surge of unbridled pleasure. The human moaned out loud, shivering with ecstasy. His eyes slowly opened, tongue playing along his wet lips to taste the stallion's scent. "I want you..." Matt stood up, skin dripping with warm urine. "And I want you," Maximus said. They hugged hard, thrusting and pushing their cocks all around each other's groins. Matt kissed with lustful ferocity, tasting every part of Maximus' jaw while the stallion did the same for his face. They dropped on the bed, squeezing and scratching along their tense muscles. "Take me," Matt slapped his ass. "No. You should have me," Maximus said insistently. "You're bigger." "Size is nothing compared to lust." Matt groaned and grabbed onto his fat, squishy balls. "Just put your cock inside me, you stubborn bastard." Maximus groaned with feral might, allowing Matt to get onto his fours. He looked behind and directed the stallion's arms around his chest. "Take me...take me like a beast," Matt whispered, hardly believing the words that left his mouths. He, a city slacker with no friends, was almost begging to be taken in the kinkiest way imaginable. Maximus poked around his arsehole, trying to find that hidden passage. Matt squeezed expectantly. He even pushed back to spur the horse's need. The stallion didn't budge, preferring to rub himself around his exposed ass. "Will you just thrust already?!" A short squirt answered him. Matt gasped. Liquid moisture pelted his ass. That felt good, but nowhere as great as twelve inches of thick horse cock that sunk inside him. Maximus went all the way in, stretching Matt's tight hole to blissful heights. "Ghhhh," he grabbed the bed sheets, eyes squeezed shut with delight. He held on to that cock with everything he had. Heat radiated inside his ass hole, getting more intense every time Maximus throbbed. "H-hard," Matt gasped. "You are. Mfff, you're squeezing so hard," Maximus moaned as he kissed along the human's back "Do me quick. Make...make it hard." Matt felt his muscular body push against his. "You're too tight, Matt. I'm afraid an all out mating will just-" "Take me, you bloody horse," Matt groaned with bursting lust. "Ride me, like you've never ridden anyone." Maximus drew back. His lubricated cock slid out inch by inch, applying delightful pressure along Matt's shivering walls. "Have it your way," the stallion said. Then, he thrust. Matt's breath was pounded out of his chest in the same manner as his arse was pounded by Maximus' lengthy cock: long and hard. He sunk all the way in, soothing Matt's strained muscles with a squirt of precum before retreating in a wet, throbbing display. Matt squeezed his eyes shut. He knew the stallion meant business when his strong arms tightened their grip. The support maintained his balance and added weight to the bestial thrusts. Matt never knew what a proper ass fuck was until now. Maximus pounded him with outright abandon. His balls slammed hard against the human's, sending surges of heated delight all the way inside his clamping muscles. Matt clawed the bed sheets like an enraged beast. Untamed pressure built inside his loins. He couldn't hold it back. He had to release. Needed to- "Grraaaah!" he screamed between gritting teeth. Maximus flared inside him, spreading his tight muscles as far as they allowed. A flood of hot cum erupted from his cock, washing over Matt just as his own muscles spasmed with delight. He didn't expect Maximus to cum so fast, and so hard. Matt humped into the air. Spurts of thick semen gushed inside him, lubricating his passage and making every rub feel like he was inside the stallion's heated depths. That thought whipped his pleasure into frenzy. Matt's eyes teared up with bliss when he imagined himself pushing deep into Maximus' wide hole. The stallion certainly had stamina. His squirts seemed never ending. Each rammed against Matt's prostate, prolonging his bliss far beyond what he was used to. His own cum rushed out of his rock hard cock, pelting and drenching the sheets with long ropes of thick, milky seed. They both groaned and gushed milking their balls for all their worth. Matt tapered off in a frenzy of moans and growls. "Turn around," Maximus licked him passionately. "I want to see the face of the human who took my seed." Matt complied. He rolled on his back and kissed the stallion with love and desire, leaving his mouth wet with their combined saliva. Another thing that was delightfully wet happened to be his crotch. Matt poked the stallion's muscular chest. He couldn't hope to push all that muscled mass off him, but Maximus knew how to take a hint. He dropped on his back, watching how Matt turned around to face his cock. Matt bit his lips when he came face to face with the stallion's cum covered cock. It was sticky and messy. Whiffs of virile musk entered his nostrils with every breath, igniting the desire clawing at his throat. Matt bowed his head and feasted on that juicy, cum filled cock. His tongue slid along the half aroused flesh, scooping traces of savory semen. He almost reached the tip before he found his whole cock taken by the stallion's greedy maw. "Mfff...." He moaned softly and turned his head, finding himself trapped inside a sweltering sanctuary flooded by sticky saliva. Maximus sucked on his cock for a bit, then released it, eyes shining with love and desire. "Does that feel good?" Maximus asked, licking again around his exposed glans. "It's...it's divine," Matt bit the flesh of his cheeks. "I never...never had someone go down on me before." Maximus allowed his skilled tongue to reply instead of talking. He licked along Matt's shaft, getting him hard within seconds. Matt would have enjoyed himself on the spot if he didn't have his own cock to treat. He too went to town with the stallion's magnificent cock, licking and grazing all around his flare. Remnants of seed gushed out of his tip between throbs. Matt slurped them greedily. He wanted to pleasure Maximus. Wanted him to cum long before he did. So he grabbed his flare with one hand and stuck two fingers inside his tailhole with the other. The seed was a perfect lubricant. Matt sunk all the way to his knuckles, wriggling and scratching the hard, clenching muscles. Unfortunately, the stallion was just too good at love making. He knew where to lick, and where to insist. Matt resisted his tongue as long as he could. His eyes shut once more as his cock became helplessly hard. "Jeez...I'm going...gaaah." Matt groaned. "I'm going to cum agaaaaain!" Maximus pushed hard against his crotch, stimulating the muscles and liberating the humongous pressure building inside Matt's crotch. Matt dug his face into the stallion's huge balls. Maximus swirled around his sensitive glans, heating his cock with waves of delight. Matt gave in with a sharp cry as he came. He moaned and shivered, surrendering his essence to Maximus' greedy tongue. He licked all over his bulging head while his teeth gently pressed upon his tensing balls. Matt gave him everything he had, spurting his ropes along his neck and muscular chest. Maximus took him inside after the first few spurts, allowing the human to squee his balls down to the last drops and fill the stallion's mouth with ample reserves of fresh human seed. Maximus slurped with obvious satisfaction. He suckled the remaining strings, then released Matt's cock. It still jerked softly, glistening with both cum and saliva. "You're so bad." "And you are so tasty," Maximus smiled. Matt went back to his huge cock, yet the stallion seemed to have other plans. A pair of strong arms grabbed him by the waist, pushing Matt into a warm, lovely embrace. "You can taste me later." "I'd rather taste you now," Matt tried to break free. Maximus' grip was tempered iron. It never budged, and never wavered.  "Gah...you are a stubborn sort." "As all horses are." Matt rolled his eyes at that. "Fine. What do I have to do to get a fresh load of your seed?" "You don't have to do anything," Maximus pushed his nose into the human's neck, taking a deep breath. "Just allow me to enjoy your smell...your taste...and your touch." That went for them both. Although the stallion's thick seed had an exquisite taste, there were a lot more features to appreciate in such a striking specimen. And something told Matt he had all night to discover, tease, and stimulate each and every last one of them. CLOSING COMMENTS Story is DONE! How did you guys like it? Are you satisfied with the ending? 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