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Lincoln stops focusing on the people passing by to stare at the faint reflection he is leaving in the diner's window. The desert longhorn's golden eyes stare back at him framed by his messy multi-shaded hair and the big curled horns of his breed.

Usually when he looks at his reflection he finds that he either looks older or younger than his nineteen years. The faintness of the reflection mixed with the shadows the night help add to the image make him look younger this evening.

"Hey."

Lincoln turns to look at the older possum that is his regular waitress.

"Need anything else son?"

Lincoln shakes his head and smiles; "Nope. All good."

She nods, as she collects his dinner dishes; "Frank wants to see you about settling your monthly tab."

Though Lincoln's shoulders fall just a little he never let's his smile falter. Getting up from the booth he makes his way to the manager's office where Frank keeps all his books and deals with all the logistics of running a diner.

Lincoln had been told that Frank's missus is cheating on him with someone. If that is true it means that he has no idea what to expect now. This may be short and quick, or Lincoln may be about to lose his entire evening.

Frank, a stag who would have made both girls and guys weak kneed in his prime though now in his mid-forties has found himself with the proverbial 'dad bod', is leaning against the front of his desk as Lincoln quietly slips into the office. Frank greets him by saying; "You better take off your shirt as well."

Knowing now what tonight will entail Lincoln nods as he puts his jacket on to coat rack and pulls off his t-shirt as well. Doing it in such a way to help excite the stag for what's about to happen. Lincoln has always been athletically built, a body of solid muscle definition, yet lithe enough to only barely have his six pack and other hardened muscles on display under the fine tan-brown hair covering his body. Apparently he is more then pleasing to Frank who absentmindedly grabs at the bulge in his pants and gives it a squeeze causing a soft momentary moan to also escape as he anticipates what he's about to do.

Lincoln does his best to look submissive with his body language as he wordlessly moves up to Frank and slowly goes to his knees in front of the stag and nuzzles the older male's groin. The stag reflexive grips' the ram's horns with his hands and holds on hard as he feels the young male's fingers fish open his pants and begins to nuzzle the bulge that has soaked the front of Frank's tighty-whites with pre.

The ram's thick tongue reaches out and starts trying to lick Frank's cock through the underwear causing the underwear grain to rub against the buck's flesh and excite him more. Frank's breathing increases, the attention already feels good enough to send him over the edge, but he doesn't want that yet, so through gritted teeth he gives Lincoln an order. "Stop screwing around kid..."

He can feel fingers pull down the front of his underwear and his cock finally manage to fully be free of any trappings. Though that freedom won't last long.

Frank may be average for a buck but that still means his long cervine cock is more than enough of a workout for the ram. He let's his muzzle nuzzle the dripping cock and his nostrils flare as the excited appendage leaves thick, smeared, droplets of pre all over the young ram's muzzle causing Frank's scent to overload Lincoln's senses. The ram starts to work the buck's tip into his mouth; teasingly only working on the tip for the moment.

Normally Frank would let Lincoln draw this out but his desire is too great this time, his hands shift to the back of the teen's head grabbing great handful's of the ram's hair and with a grunt he forces the muzzle around his cock to take him deeper.

Lincoln thought he'd be in control of the rhythm like usual but apparently he's wrong this evening as Frank holds Lincoln's head in place and fucks his muzzle. Frank is pushing things so hard and so deep that Lincoln can feel the cock pushing into his throat a little, coating the inside of his muzzle, his tongue and even drenching the interior of his throat with thick, sweet tasting pre.

Lincoln feels Frank push him away, and reflex has him lean back showing the buck his tight, naked upper body and throat. He hears Frank call out with a mighty instinctual grunting moan moments before he feels the warm seed start to splash against hos upper body. Thick ropes of white semen crisscross his torso, his neck, even his horns.

He finds himself panting heavily, the smell of all the sticky, warm liquid on him clouding his mind more and allowing instinct and reflex to take control. He looks up at Frank doe eyed, hoping to get praise for how well he did but all he sees is the buck staring down at him commandingly.

The ram complies to the silent order and lays back so his back is flush to the ground. Frank is on him in a moment, his tongue licking his own seed off the young hard body. Frank loves the taste of Lincoln, he loves it more when the ram's sweat and musk is mixed with his own seed. Through trial and error they found that Frank enjoys things more when he gets to lick Lincoln clean rather than just have the teen suck down the load wastefully.

Lincoln doesn't get his senses fully back till Frank has cleaned him near fully; he can feel his fly being opened and the hot breath of Frank through his boxers. He can hear the snorting as Frank breathes in the teen's musky scent.

"I so want to do more."

"Oh Frank, you know what that'd require..."

Frank nuzzles Lincoln's groin heavily before pulling back. "You have time?"

Lincoln isn't sure if he wants to get fucked tonight, but rent would be due soon. He looks down at the older male and nods; "Yeah."

Frank would be up in a moment getting ready, Lincoln has to take a moment to get up and re-dress. Even though they have done this before Lincoln has never seen Frank be so enthusiastic about it.

A short time later Frank is opening the door to a decent hotel room and motioning for Lincoln to enter. He does and goes to remove his coat as he hears the door close and lock but Frank says; "No. I want to do it."

This catches Lincoln a little off guard but he nods and simply stands there, waiting. He can feel Frank's presence behind him, as his jacket is pulled off Frank nuzzles and nips at Lincoln's neck. The ram can't help but moan at the attention, Frank isn't usually this affectionate when they rut.

Next to go is the t-shirt, Frank is so gentle, so soft, as he takes it off and tosses it aside. Lincoln can feel the other male's cock throb against his rear in desire even though they are both still wearing their pants.

Frank has his nails rake the beautiful chest under them as he slides them down Lincoln's torso till they reach the button of the ram's pants. The shivering and moaning his actions are drawing from the younger male drive the older male's desire to rut to increase ten fold but he does his best to go slow. He even teases the erect ovine cock that strains for more attention as he barely touches it. Lincoln's cock is long and thin compared to a lot of cocks that are out there but it is meant to be that way; for a ram Lincoln has an above average length and girth.

Once the teen is naked, Frank makes Lincoln stand there with his eyes closed and wait, as he gets undressed himself. He presses his naked body against Lincoln's and reaches around gripping the younger male's cock and starts to stroke it hard, fast, and with uneven strokes. Lincoln goes to lean forward as he moans loudly but Frank holds him upright continuing to stroke him. "Don't cum."

Lincoln moans and whimpers; "But I'm getting so close..."

"How close?" Frank whispers before nipping an ear causing the ram to moan loudly as his body starts to shake. "I'm...I'm approaching the edge..."

Frank steps back so no part of him is touching the ram at all. "Well then, on the bed, on your back. Come on now."

The stag slaps Lincoln's white haired ass playfully causing Lincoln to startle and hurry to comply. He even goes so far as to pull his own legs back, bringing his knees up to his chest and exposing his pink puckered hole to Frank.

With a chuckle Frank looks at the ready, willing, and wanting ram and asks; "You really want me don't you?"

Lincoln nods as Frank climbs onto the bed; "Say it."

He lines his cock up to the hole and barely pushes the head in, just enough to force Lincoln's ring to open up to accept him but not enough to actually be rutting the ram yet. "Say you want me."

"I want you..."

"How much?"

Lincoln is caught up in the moment, his own desire for what is about to happen engulfing his mind. "So much..."

"Tell me."

"I want you so much, Frank. Please Frank...I need you...I need you to take me. I want you to take me...please!" Lincoln cries out pathetically, hoping that the submissive pleas will goad the more dominant male to action.

"Alright." With that Frank goes from barely entering to hilting the young ram; Lincoln bleats out with pleasure at feeling the flesh now being forced into him push deep, hard into the places he loves the most. He clenches his body tightly as Frank now moans and wiggles the hard flesh about in the hole looking to open it up a bit more.

He rests Lincoln's hooved feet on his shoulders as he begins to fuck the bottom hard enough to not only rock the body under him but the bed as well. Apparently his wife is wrong, he is desirable, he does know how to make someone else feel good, he is still as much of a dominant male as he has been back in high school all those years ago...

Lincoln has given in fully to the moment, he won't lie to himself he loves the feel of the buck's cock in him. It's just the right size, the right length to touch those special places in him that make him feel so good, that make him love to be bred.

Lincoln focuses on those feelings, the pure rapture he's feeling, as he does so it starts to intensify. The loud smacking sound of Frank's hips slamming into his rear do nothing but increase the intensity of the feeling until it washes over his quaking body, causing the world to spin and leaving him only faintly aware of his seed as it manages to shoot high enough, and in such a quantity that some land in the mess of hair that sits atop his head.

Watching the body twisting organism Lincoln experiences finally ends Frank's attempt to draw things out. With a mighty bray he hilts himself hard enough into Lincoln that the body under him is almost pushed away but by now he is gripping the ram's thighs hard enough to hold him I place. His balls ache from the orgasm as seed forces its way out of the hole from around his hilted cock. Lincoln has apparently driven Frank to such an orgasm that it is just too much; the younger fur can't contain it all.

Frank looks down at Lincoln and sees the teen has passed out from the experience; feeling his ego swell to heights it hasn't in a long time the stag pulls out and heads to the shower leaving the ram to sleep in the happy mess he was laying in.