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Amber yawned as he stretched his muscular arms and strong neck, flapping his pointy centaur ears as he scanned the surrounding room with his eyes. Closing his mouth, he shook his head in a very equine-like manner, swishing the blonde mohawk that decorated his head around, the golden hair whipping the air like a horse’s mane. The big handsome half-man half-horse was hanging around in his apartment, previously belonging to the two humans he had managed to trap inside him.

Bored…

The demihuman thought to himself as he headed towards the kitchen, his heavy Friesian hooves clacking against the floor at a lazy pace. Amber’s reflexes kicked in just in time for the tall centaur to duck down to avoid hitting his head on top of the doorway. Walking his large body through the puny doorframe, Amber silently cursed the small size of human dwellings in his mind. Human-built apartments weren’t exactly the best at accommodating considerably bigger creatures like centaurs, and Amber had learned that the hard way, more than once.

Living in a human society certainly had taken some getting used to, especially since everyone had somehow interpreted Amber as being Tom and Adrian without much further need for convincing. He could leave the apartment and go around town like normal and almost no one took exception to his fantasy-like appearance. Everyone just seemed to take Amber as some sort of extension of the two humans and it was like they had been a big centaur all along. It was strange but it saved the blonde centaur from a lot of trouble, so he wasn’t particularly bothered by it as it allowed him to do pretty much what he wanted. Just like he preferred.

All four of his heavy hooves securely outside the living room, Amber now glanced towards the front door to his left, twitching his ears for any approaching footsteps. The hallway outside the door was silent, even though Amber was sure he had heard something. And then, he did.

Something liquid splashed onto the floor, but the sound was coming from inside the apartment, and more accurately, from below Amber’s rear-end. Craning his torso towards the floor, he took a look in between his legs and groaned with frustration. He was eagerly greeted by an upside-down view of his own cockhead poking out of the dark sheath, decorated with two, dark and enormous equine balls, situated between his hind legs. The sound from earlier was a heavy drop of centaur pre dribbling onto the apartment floor from the blunt and pierced tip of Amber’s equine lovetool.

“Not this again…” Amber muttered, straightening out his figure.

Indeed it wasn’t the first time the big centaur had had some issues with unwanted semen leaks. Centaurs did have a considerable libido and Amber hadn’t had sex for quite some time. The abstinence was really starting to gather up into his equine junk, the variegated pole almost halfway out of his sheath, his heavy horse testes nearly overflowing with copious centaur cum. Amber preferred not to masturbate, since for centaurs it usually was a rather complicated, and messy ordeal, even more so given the meager size of the apartment he was in. But it ominously appeared that he would have to resort to some self-love tonight since it would be an even bigger pain to have pre-cum runoff all over the floor.

But the frowning half-human was quickly distracted from his half-erect member with his ears twitching as this time, there were steps behind Amber’s door. Amber turned his head towards the door, listening as the steps closed in at the entrance, eventually stopping just outside it. The silent centaur waited for the inevitable knock that would follow, which it did.

*Knock Knock Knock*

Amber wasn’t expecting anything or anyone. The person knocking had to be from some prior engagement of the previous two human residents of the apartment. And if so, there should be no issue in answering the door. Right?

Still, subconsciously preparing for trouble, Amber puffed out his muscular chest and frowned his brow ever so slightly, appearing as intimidating as a centaur of his size could as he stomped towards the apartment’s entrance. His equine lower half covered the short distance with only a few steps and soon enough, Amber set his hand on the brass doorknob, the entirety of his fantasy-creature figure tensed up cautiously, just in case.

The knob turned in the grip of Amber’s right hand, sounding a distinctive mechanical clicking noise as the door was unlocked. Amber wrenched the door open with haste, already burning with timid curiosity to see what awaited him on the other side of it.

Behind the door, there stood a man, unknown to Amber. He had dark hair, a kind face, his body that of average human height, and built relatively slim. Overall he appeared relatively cute in the blonde centaur’s opinion. The man looked surprised upon seeing the big centaur so imposingly stationed at the doorway, but a kind, welcoming smile was eventually drawn onto his face.

“Hi, Tom! Hi Adrian! -Oh Right! You wanted to be called Amber now… Was that right?” The unknown man greeted Amber, his green eyes traveling the front of the bigger creature’s body with visible intrigue.

“...Can I come in? I brought some P?czki!” The man asked, sounding slightly nervous, which was to be expected, getting greeted by a handsome centaur at the door like this.

Eyeing up the man with equal intrigue, Amber carefully backed up into the apartment and stepped to the side, allowing the dark-haired human to enter. Amber still had no idea who the human was, but judging by the manner he had greeted him, he must’ve been someone familiar to the previous residents.

This must be one of their friends…

“Excuse me~” The man hummed, sliding past Amber’s equine half, heading towards the kitchen, on all accounts having visited the apartment before as he knew where it was immediately. As the cheerful human made his way past Amber, the already aroused centaur couldn’t help but take a good two or three eyefuls of his visitor’s jean-clad backside which immediately caught his interest. Amber got an even better look as the man bent himself over the kitchen table, setting the box of deep-fried dough treats onto the tablecloth-covered kitchen furniture.

What a cute friend indeed…

Amber thought to himself, brushing his majestic mohawk with his right palm, fixing the mane of hair running down his scalp and neck with his fingers. He was getting excited.

Swiftly spinning a one-eighty, the unknown man flinched as he saw Amber intensely staring at him, and the taller centaur swore the human even blushed a bit. Starting to nervously toy with the collar of his gray sweater, the man shifted his balance from one leg to another, taking careful glances at the larger male. His searching gaze scanned the entirety of Amber’s half-man half-horse body, lingering deliciously long on the well-defined muscles of the handsome centaur’s upper body as well as the Friesian lower half of his tall frame.

“Oh, you’re umm~ dressed rather lightly…?” The man chuckled, still somewhat reluctant to look directly at Amber.

And the man wasn’t wrong, because Amber was, well, naked. The haughty centaur wasn’t all that fond of clothes either on his top or bottom halves. Amber felt the most natural when he was naked. Most humans didn’t seem to be all that bothered by him, walking around town with both his top and bottom half completely in their natural state, his bare chest and horse balls completely exposed to the world. Besides, it was not like there were pants for centaur anyway.

Pleasantly surprised by the bashful reaction of his guest, Amber shuffled his hooves and smiled, allowing the man to take an even better look at his centaur body. One part in particular on Amber’s body was eager to greet the man, his boulder-like balls and quarter-extended flare catching the dark-haired human’s attention without fail. Amber wasn’t at all shy about showing off his equine package, even less so to a cute guest like this one. The shiny piercing at the tip of his malehood defiantly dangled right where the human could see it, and he most definitely did.

Something peculiar twinkling in the man’s eyes, he quickly coughed and changed the subject, fixating his eyes directly onto Amber’s as he spoke.

“Why are you so quiet? Don’t tell me you forgot!”

Amber smiled nervously.

“Some friend you are. Look, it’s even marked onto your calendar!” The man huffed, pointing at the calendar right next to Amber. “Here! ‘Martin, visit.’ Since when did you become so forgetful?”

So the man’s name was Martin. Amber danced back on his hooves and smiled apologetically, managing to somewhat douse the dissatisfaction of the dark-haired man who stood in the kitchen doorway with his arms crossed.

“Sorry… Martin… Things just have been a bit hectic for me since… since…”

I merged with your REAL friends and became a live centaur.

Amber thought to himself, there actually being no way he could or would say that to him. The big centaur never got to finish his sentence before Marin eventually voiced a deep sigh and put on a much happier expression.

“Oh, don’t bother with your excuses…” He shook his head. “I’ll forgive you. But just this once… You’re lucky you’re so handsome you can get away with stuff like this with me.”

Feeling a notable boost in confidence due to Martin’s compliment, Amber released a small chuckle and flicked his pointy ears, lifting his front-right and rear-left hoof off the floor as if he was presenting in a horse show. Feeling cocky and perhaps a little flattered, Amber dropped a few more inches of his aroused equine length, detecting a hint of blush on Martin s face who was undoubtedly able to both hear and see the extra inches lurching out of the dark, leathery sheath. The timid human was flustered but didn’t say anything, settling for stealing more-or-less subtle glances of Amber’s equine dick.

“Well if you think I’m handsome then why don’t we move on into the living room.” Amber smirking, nodded his head towards the doorway opposite the kitchen. ”One can hardly appreciate my body enough in such poor lighting as this.” The half-hard centaur finished, nearly letting his intentions affect the tone of his voice.

Martin fell silent for a few seconds before chuckling awkwardly, confused whether this was meant as flirt or just a friendly invitation on the centaur’s part. Understandable considering how willingly Amber was showing off his junk to him. And Amber very much enjoyed the expression of reticence, confusion, and unease appearing on Martin’s face in reaction to the suddenly induced sexual tension between himself and the big centaur. He was already internally assessing how much persuasion it would require to get Martin out of his sweater and jeans, and up on his centaur cock.

“Please, after you…” Amber smiled, retreating a few steps so that Martin would feel more comfortable walking into the living room.

Martin, appearing flustered in increasing amounts, didn’t speak a single word as he stepped out of the kitchen and walked into the living room ahead of the smirking centaur. With Martin’s back again shown to him, Amber got himself another peek at Martin’s butt, the sight of which awakened some rather lewd impulses within the horny centaur as he quickly followed his human visitor into the other room.

The apartment’s living room was bright and roomy compared to the dark, cramped hallway leading to the kitchen from the front door. Daylight poured in from the large windows just left of the doorway, illuminating the open space, furnished with a sofa, TV, and some drawers directly right of the living room entrance. In the far corner of the room was a neatly folded cardboard box, the previous contents of which Amber was very familiar with.

Martin stopped just a few feet from the doorway and scanned his surroundings with his emerald eyes, refamiliarizing himself with the room he assumably had visited before Amber had been around. The visibly apprehensive human showed no greater reaction to the living room; at least not until Amber saw Martin’s nostrils twitching, which immediately caused the tips of the man’s ears to turn a shade of red with blush. That’s right. Even a human would probably be able to smell the enticing essence that was a rutting centaur. Amber did tend to spend most of his time in the living room since it really was the only room big enough for his -by human standards- large frame. It only made sense that his scent, including the one from his pent-up genitals, was the most potent there. And Marting was for sure able to smell it.

Amber smiled. His own male odor filling the centaur with confidence, Amber carefully walked his way past Martin, who flinched as the bigger creature passed him from up close, a wide smirk on his face as he stared at the flustered human.

“Something wrong?” Amber asked without missing a beat, carefully avoiding bumping his equine hindquarters against the TV stand as he turned around in the living room, positioning himself so that Martin could even better see his equine junk. And that the man certainly did.

Martin’s eyes latched onto the half-flaccid pole between the centaur’s hind legs with the quickness of a hungry cat pouncing on an unaware mouse, growing wide as they were allowed to feast on the sight of Amber’s equine malehood. Amber stood still as a statue in the middle of the living room, over half of his equine flare out in plain view, its variegated surface appearing almost shiny in the improved lighting of the room. Accompanied with two, dark, full, round horse testicles at the base of the magnificent pole, it most definitely was a sight to enjoy.

“Hmm~?” Amber raised an eyebrow as Martin was completely lost at ogling at his member, eating up the centaur malehood with his eyes as ravenously as he could.

“O-oh! I-it’s slightly… b-bigger than I realized… T-The living room that is.” The young man quickly followed up the statement he made whilst still eyeing Amber’s cock, now desperately seeking pretty much anything else to stare at.

“Please… Have a seat…” Amber said with a soft but dominant tone that caused every single hair on Martin’s body to stand up simultaneously.

His eyes determinedly locked onto the floor, Martin promptly seated himself onto the couch opposite of Amber, defensively placing his hands onto his lap, managing to look exactly like a teenager, trying to hide an unexpected boner at a family gathering.

How cute… Amber thought to himself, feeling a new surge of lust tickling his ever-growing equine shaft.

With the timid human right where he wanted him, Amber took a few boastful steps closer to Martin and the couch, peering deep into the man’s green eyes that swiftly avoided the centaur’s piercing gaze.

“Say…” Amber said with almost a whisper, leaning his upper body closer to the sitting man.

“Do you like horses?”

Amber’s length grew another two inches with the word ‘horses’, its intimidating, pierced tip throbbing eagerly.

“I-I suppose I do? Why?” Martin asked, breathing rapidly as Amber moved his heavy hooves even closer to the couch.

Amber hardly batted one of his pointy ears to Martin’s question as he leaned even closer to the sitting human, carefully stepping onto the couch with his fore-hooves and placing both his hands on the backrest just above Martin’s shoulders, effectively locking the blushing man underneath him. Looking down at Martin’s blushing face, Amber completely let his lips get controlled by his libido and asked: “Have you ever seen a fully hard centaur..?”

With no room for his face to get any redder than it already was, Martin could only opt to swallow nervously before his eyes slowly drifted downwards to meet the gargantuan centaur love tool which throbbed only a few measly inches away from his knees. Nearly shivering with pleasure, Amber sighed, allowing the rest of his length to drop, all twenty-three inches of his equine cum cannon now out on display for his nervous human guest.

“...Well, I guess now you have…” Amber chuckled, slapping his tumescence against his belly, the sound of the impact echoing around the entire apartment for a short while.

Amber soon sighed again as a particularly fat drop of pre squeezed itself out of his urethra, landing onto Martin’s right thigh as it drooled out of the erect horse dong. “Sorry about the mess…” Amber chuckled. “I haven’t cum in a week… Things tend to get a bit messy when I don’t relieve myself regularly…” The male centaur continued with a low tone, performing another belly-slap as if to further assert his statement.

Martin was completely speechless and was only able to stare at Amber’s cock with shock and disbelief in his human eyes.

“Do you like it?” Amber whispered, gently swaying his majestic mating meat from side to side just above Martin’s lap. “I figured a cute guy like you would appreciate a cock such as mine…”

Martin visibly twitched upon being called cute, but the reserved man stayed silent.

“Do you want to touch it..?”

Amber thoroughly enjoyed watching the panic settle in on his human guest, who started struggling for a reply to the centaur’s racy proposal. The man opened his mouth to speak but his attempts at formulating coherent sentences were futile. Amber thought Martin’s reaction was very cute, only further fueling the male centaur’s desire to flirt with the man more aggressively. Eventually giving up with his verbal reply, Martin simply nodded in defeat, unable to resist his own desires.

“Go ahead~!” Amber hummed, inching his hooves more onto the couch, sliding his member close enough for Martin to grab it.

Looking down between his legs, Amber observed as his dark-haired visitor nervously extended his right arm towards the equine fleshpole, hesitantly stopping his human fingers just as they were about to touch the leathery surface of the centaur flare. Martin quickly shook his head to affirm his resolve and eventually extended his fingers, making contact with Amber’s centaur shaft, which reacted to the human’s touch by throbbing enthusiastically. He gasped silently, marveling at the display of centaur virility at his disposal, carefully poking at the thick, long equine shaft with his fingers.

“Big isn’t it?” Amber asked, trying his best not to spill that much pre onto Martin’s lap as the human gently touched the underside of his malehood, causing all sorts of pleasurable sensations in his loins.

“Y-yes…” Martin gasped, feeling the hard, salacious surface of Amber’s equine tumescence at his fingertips, still slightly hesitant to properly touch the massive horsecock of his centaur friend. “It’s so big…”

“I bet you couldn’t even wrap your fingers around the entire thing…” Amber chuckled mischievously, thrusting his throbbing pole against Martin’s fingers. “...Wanna actually bet on it..?”

Martin shivered from the big centaur’s bedroom voice and swallowed nervously whilst running his fingers on Amber’s shaft. “...For what?” He eventually asked without taking his eyes off the handsome half-equine’s genitals.

“You’ll see…” Amber smirked, another drop of pre oozing out from his tip and drooling down towards the base of his shaft.

Following the glistening pearl of foggy liquid on its way down the centaur cock with his eyes, Martin didn’t reply to Amber’s proposal, but regardless, set his hand on the equine mating mast, prompting the entire two-feet-long pleasure pole to twitch from its first proper touch from the nervous human. Both males held their breath. Amber knew and was also sure Martin knew, that there was no way for the human to succeed in his task. Anyone could by a single glance tell the male centaur’s dick to be way too girthy for the reach of an average human’s fingers. Regardless, Martin carefully wrapped all five fingers of his right hand around Amber’s malehood, sending another shock of pleasure up the centaur’s spine.

It wasn’t even close. Martin could only reach his fingers around about 60% of the circumference of Amber’s hefty horsecock, as was expected. But Martin didn’t even seem to notice it himself as he was completely enamored by the sensation of Amber’s cock in his grasp, each thick vein under the foal-flinger’s variegated surface pulsing with boundless desire and lust between the man’s fingers.

“Oops…” Amber chuckled, looking down at Martin from between his legs. “Looks like it’s my win after all…”

Without taking his hand off from around Amber’s meat, Martin stared at the shiny piercing at the tip of the centaur cock as if hypnotized before eventually asking: “...So what did you win..?”

Martin got his answer when Amber reached his hands down and effectively ripped the sweater off Martin’s shoulders, giving the same treatment to the white T-shirt the man had underneath, tossing both into the far corner of the living room before the human could utter a single word. At the same time, the big centaur deftly used his hooves to pull down Martin’s jeans which slipped off his slim waist with surprising ease even though they were still zipped. In the blink of an eye, Martin was down only to his underwear beneath Amber’s equine lower half, embarrassment, surprise, and excitement plastered all over his blushing face.

Amber excitedly whipped the air with his tail and moved closer to the couch hooking his forelegs over the backrest of the cushioned piece of furniture, completely covering the smaller human in the shadow of his body. The male centaur could feel Martin’s breath brushing the tip of his malehood as he bent his knees and lowered himself even closer to his partner, who all of a sudden had the biggest horsecock in his lap, the gargantuan manifestation of centaur virility less than an inch from his bare skin. Amber’s huge centaur balls were neatly nestled in the space between Martin’s legs, the taut pair of equine testes resting awfully close to the human’s crotch, only clad by a thin layer of cloth awfully strained by a phallic bulge stretching its gray surface.

Amber’s fifth leg twitched violently above Martin’s chest, already seeking to get better acquainted with the cute human at its mercy. The horny centaur groaned as his tip accidentally grazed Martin’s skin, some pre squirting out from his equine urethra, staining the couch just above Martin’s right shoulder. And as the excited gasp of his human guest reached his ears, Amber couldn’t contain himself any longer.

The pointy ears on Amber’s head fluttered as the blonde centaur groaned in pleasure, thrusting his equine meat against Martin’s bare torso, coaxing some more sticky pre out of his throbbing flare. Never mind it had been long since Amber had touched himself, it had been even longer since anyone else had touched the blonde centaur in a sexual way and to this extent. It felt incredibly good. The skin on Martin’s chest was warm and smooth against his member as he groaned again, already feeling the semen churning inside his equine orbs as he thrust himself against his partner, soon working up a good rhythm at which he rubbed himself against Martin’s flat figure.

Martin was paralyzed, staring down at the metal ring dangling at the tip of Amber’s horsecock as it undulated back and forth right before his very eyes, all twenty inches of the centaur malehood rubbing against his upper body. The bashful man was understandably overwhelmed by the bigger centaur’s rash sexual advances, getting almost four pounds worth of horsecock suddenly grinding against his chest out of the blue. But he didn’t seem to hate Amber using him as a dry-hump toy, and on the contrary, the bulge on his underwear throbbed twice as hard while the larger male moved his equine lover half in short jabs above his human guest.

“Fuuuckk….” Amber groaned in a low tone as more and more of his equine pre leaked out from the pierced tip of his malehood, the translucent lovejuice gradually coating Martin’s chest and abdomen, removing friction between the skin and throbbing horsecock, making Amber’s thrusts that much more smooth. Thehorny centaur snorted through his nostrils as a week overdue, horse-sized orgasm was rearing its messy head down by his Friesian haunches, both Martin and Amber almost able to hear the gurgling sound produced by the centaur’s fat cum churns. It was going to be a big one.

But just as the pleasure was really starting to ramp up in Amber’s pent-up centaur-meat, the large creature abruptly stopped moving as a strong shiver ran through the very core of his half-man half-horse body. A shiver, induced by Martin carefully wrapping his arms around Amber’s shaft, the heavily breathing human hugging the girthy mare breeder against his body in an effort to mimic the sensation of a real, equine fleshlight. Looking down in surprise, Amber’s eyes met with Martin’s, the question “Am I doing this right?” strongly reflected in the young man’s hungry oculi as he looked up at his partner.

Drawing a near devilish smile onto his face, Amber carefully pulled his length in Martin’s clumsy grip, getting a feel of how much room he had to play within the human’s lap. “...You ever taste a centaur?”

Martin barely managed to part his lips for a reply before the blunt tip of Amber’s musky monster smashed against his mouth when the centaur made a harsh thrust into Martin’s lap with his equine haunches. Amber remained still, and Martin ended up making out with the precum-basted tool of horse love for almost twenty seconds, during which he indeed got a taste of this particular male centaur and about half-a-cup’s worth of his pre. Martin’s expression didn’t waiver in the slightest when Amber eventually wound back his hips, leaving the surroundings of Martin’s mouth wet with his liquids.

“...Well, I guess now you have…” Amber chuckled, starting up his thrusts again, only this time with much more force behind each one.

The living room was quickly suffused with the appropriate moans, gasps, grunts, and other lewd sounds of a rutting male centaur, as Amber rubbed his meat spear on the smooth white skin of his human partner in an accelerating rhythm. Martin did his best in hugging the gargantuan centaur cock against his chest with his arms, whimpering with delight each time Amber’s equine tip gave him a quick, wet kiss on his lips as it traveled back and forth on his naturally lubed up torso, most of the man’s chest and lap already completely soaked in Amber’s voluminous pre. Amber‘s huge horse testicles were gently kneading against the bulge in Martin’s underwear, that twitched as it made contact with the heavy weight of the chock-full centaur cumtanks, throbbing eagerly inside its elastic hiding place.

Amber huffed and impatiently tapped the sofa’s backrest with his front hooves, his flare sliding up and down Martin’s body faster and faster. The big centaur was getting close. Too close. The big half-human was actually surprised himself that he had managed to last this long, especially with all the extra effort from his human co-performer, who was hugging the huge horsecock as his life depended on it. Only a few more thrusts and the half-equine male would shower Martin in his dickmilk. Somewhere beneath all his desire to breed and properly ejaculate, the big centaur pondered whether he should warn his partner about the absolutely gargantuan nut he was about to bust, as the amount swirling in his Friesian testes was probably enough to drown a grown human if tried to ingest orally.

But Amber never got a chance to warn Martin about the severity and volume of his impending orgasm, as the big centaur was pushed over his limit when the moaning man suddenly reached down to give Amber’s crotch cans a gentle squeeze, cupping each monstrous jizz orb in his hands and weighing them in his palms.

Amber groaned, bending his human half towards the floor before arching his back and scraping the floor with his rear hooves as he experienced his first proper orgasm in a week, his relentless, pulsing cumhose unloading the appropriate amount of thick, sticky centaur jizz, directly onto Martin’s dumbstruck face. Amber’s hefty testes pulled themselves up as close to the furiously twitching horse shaft as possible, both of the smooth sex spheres pulsing in unison as they fed Amber’s urethra their plentiful contents. The huge horsecock geyser erupted in one white, sticky mess, the pierced tip of the variegated centaur phallus sending out rope after rope of equine ejaculate on its lucky recipient, it taking only five or four strings of the sticky colt goo to paint Martin’s face with horse semen. Martin was too baffled and aroused to react in any way to the fierce facial he received from his centaur friend and was once again frozen still, facing the seemingly endless waves of Amber’s liquid lust.

Nearly half a minute had passed when Amber eventually deflated his form with a profound sigh, bringing his haunches to a complete halt as the stream of semen from his cockhead was reduced to only a couple of weak drops per a throb of his flare. Taking a deep breath, the post-nut centaur filled his lungs with the surrounding air, which now reeked of centaur cum as one might have expected after how much of said substance was actually present in the living room. Pleased, Amber fluttered his ears and carefully backed off from the couch and the man sitting on it, almost the entirety of Martin from the chest up glazed with a hefty coating of special centaur cream sauce.

Amber watched as Martin carefully swiped most of the raunchy-scented centaur semen off his face and chest, staining the surrounding sofa cushions with even more cum than they had already absorbed. Even when -or especially when- the dark-haired man was covered in his seed, Amber couldn’t help but think Martin looked very sexy.

Suddenly, Amber’s ears twitched and the male centaur was prompted to take a look down between his legs, once again getting greeted by the silvery piercing dangling at the tip of his mastodonic stud tool. The unyielding pole of equine flesh -despite cumming two whole bucketfuls just now- hadn’t settled in the slightest and was erect and hard as if for mounting its first mare. And the stubborn horsecock wasn’t wrong. Amber was still horny. While the ejaculation had offered some form of relief to his pent-up lust, Amber was still not fully satisfied. He was yet to properly FUCK!

“U-Ummm… A-Amber?”

The centaur promptly straightened his figure upon hearing Martin’s voice, widening his eyes and unconsciously slapping his belly with his erection as he witnessed the human male on the couch.

Martin had turned around and was down on all-fours, leaning against the unsoiled section of the sofa’s backrest, his backside stuck out towards the centaur suggestively. The man had also pulled down his underwear just enough for Amber to catch both of Martin’s bare asscheeks in his view, just a glimpse of the human’s smooth scrotum visible above the elastic waistband of the gray boxers. Amber didn’t say a word as Martin reached back with his right hand and slowly pulled the underwear down to his knees so that the entirety of his rump was now out on display for the rutting male centaur with two feet of horsecock between his legs. The timid man then shot a gaze at Amber over his left shoulder, his face blushing just as before, but this time not entirely out of embarrassment.

Complete silence took over the small apartment living room as Amber merely stared at his human partner, who was offering himself to be mounted by the good-looking centaur stud. The cute human cock between Martin’s legs was as hard as humanly possible, an eager droplet of pre already dangling at its tip. Amber didn’t even blink as Martin eventually reached back with his hands, gently spreading himself open for the bigger creature.

“I-If you want t-to…?” He asked with a nervous voice, attempting to wiggle his backside towards the silent centaur.

As if Amber would be able to control himself after all that. His equine hooves powerfully scraped the floor as the demihuman almost jumped on top of the couch, assuming his preferred mating position on top of Martin, again hooking his forehooves over the backrest and bending his knees to lower his raging horse boner onto Martin’s back. The -in comparison- smaller man twitched as Amber’s member touched him, getting another first-hand experience on the sheer size of his partner’s bedroom meat.

Without saying a word, Amber hastily wound his equine hips back, allowing his length to eventually drop on the level with Martin’s stuck-out behind, his rock-hard horsecock throbbing with anticipation just outside of the dark-haired human’s winking sphincter. The aroused-out-of-his-mind centaur didn’t waste any time and went straight for his first human-mounting attempt, his blunt cockhead, unfortunately, missing its target on the first try, slipping up from Martin’s crease and onto the man’s back again. The second attempt was just as hasty and just as successful as the first one, this time slipping too low and making brief contact with Martin’s human scrotum, prompting the mounting-in-progress human to flinch with surprise.

Two misguided attempts already wasted, Amber made sure his third one would count, and Martin read his partner’s mind, nearly shivering with anticipation as the flaring centaur prepared for his third thrust.

Martin moaned erotically as Amber’s equine cockhead smashed against his sphincter, penetrating the futile defense of the human anus with sheer force, dilating the gasping man’s rear orifice to a nearly unnatural degree as a good eight inches sunk right inside Martin’s buttpipe. Amber huffed and groaned with satisfaction, finally feeling the tight grip of a proper hole around his male organ. It was a tight fit for sure, but at least for now, it didn’t appear that Martin was having greater difficulties handling Amber’s deal, besides the fact that he had just soiled the sofa cushions below him with his first ejaculation.

Somehow, making his partner cum from just inserting it, Amber felt quite pleased and quietly murmured: “Such a good little mare…”

Martin soon moaned again and for a good reason as Amber opted to put more weight on his haunches, burying five-or-so inches more of his length inside his partner’s squirming boypussy, the intimidatingly thick medial ring of his man-mounter now seeking entrance to Martin’s hole. Who wouldn’t moan upon getting twelve inches of horsecock hammered inside their ass? Especially given the natural size difference due to the mismatch in species. Martin was already dangerously full of horsecock and there was still half of it outside of him. Yet, the man didn’t utter a single word in protest as his stretched-out anal walls curiously contracted around the massive centaurcock.

“Deep breaths…” Amber groaned under his breath, testing the resistance of Martin’s sphincter with a couple of careful jabs before determining the appropriate amount of force for the hilting-attempt.

*THUMP*

Martin released a sound so strange there surely was no word for it in the dictionary when the second half of his lover’s log-sized breeding baton bore into his colon. Amber’s hefty hangers loudly slapped against the human’s backside, the echo of the impact traveling around the room for quite a while. An ominous bulge had formed on Martin’s lower abdomen, the shape of Amber’s blunt-headed malehood somewhat visible beneath the shivering human’s skin.

Martin’s colon tightly grasping him from all sides, the big centaur didn’t hesitate for one single second longer and bucked his Friesian hips, starting to pound the submitting human underneath him with all he had. Martin yelped, yipped, moaned, and groaned incoherently as the male centaur began pummeling the constricting human colon to the shape of his gargantuan cock, the black and pink baton of equine sex pistoning in and out of the whimpering man’s backdoor at a pace almost unnaturally fast for such a large creature… and such a small hole. Amber boastfully tossed his blonde mohawk from one side to the other as he was finally able to mate after such a long time, frustration and salacity driving each thrust his equine haunches made into Martin’s stretched out hole, the dilated human sphincter trying and failing at holding back the huge amount of horsecock passing by it.

Despite the unnatural expansion of his fun-tunnel, Martin seemed to be loving getting mounted just as much as Amber enjoyed mounting the man, another load of human cum squirting down onto the cushions as Amber rocked the couch with his powerful thrusting. The huffing human had resorted to biting down on the backrest in order to somewhat control the loud, erotic moans he produced at the hooves of the frisky half-equine, each strike from Amber’s phallus mallet into his guts eliciting an entirely new sound from the man getting himself bred by a huge centaur.

Soon enough, Amber was again starting to feel good from the rough mating. So good, that the animal side of his blood began kicking in, making his thrust all the more harsh and erratic as he began mating like a real horse. As the animalistic urges took over his system, his movements became more clumsy and he even began grunting and huffing almost like a true stallion mounting his mare, his salacious hammer thumping against the inside of Martin’s stomach with more enthusiasm and effort than earlier.

“Fuuuuck….!” Amber groaned to himself, closing his eyes for a short while, simply focusing on feeling the ‘pussy’ of his surrogate mare around his throbbing dong as Martin’s loosened insides were doing their best to milk the huge phallic organ between them.

“O-oh~! A-amber~!” Martin moaned, his voice nearly crumbling with Amber’s cock punching his guts so rapidly.

“You’re such a fucking cute little mare… Haa~ I haven’t fuck a mare as good as you in so long…” Amber muttered, further hastening his thrust, his heavy scrotum now audibly plapping against Martin’s ass with each thrust. “I was so fucking horny… I thought I’d have to jack off tonight to stop the leaks but… But then your cute human ass just walked itself right in here…All cute and breedable… I knew I had to lay you…”

“Mmmhhh~!!!” Was all Martin could answer with as his reason had been pounded away since long ago by Amber’s thick centaur dick that continued to violate the very depths of his colon over and over again.

The couch beneath the two soon began rocking even more violently as the final act of the horse on human sex began to unfold. Martin was shaking all over, probably on his fourth or fifth orgasm at this point, his prostate nearly reduced to dust by Amber’s superior equine tool, it, in turn, preparing itself for another messy blast of ‘taur-jizz, growing slightly bigger as it fervently rubbed against Martin’s insides. One thump after another Amber’s haunches battered Martin’s rump until the sweating centaur finally reached his limit.

Amber gritted his teeth and groaned as the heavy pair of Friesian nuts contracted up towards his belly, performing with just as much vigor and grit as before as they pumped their load into the centaur’s urethra, from which it erupted inside the submitting human. As soon as Amber’s seed began flooding his colon, Martin released his teeth from the backrest and voiced the most erotic, concupiscent moan Amber had ever heard. The big centaur groaned again as Martin’s hole contracted around his length in the wake of the man’s sixth orgasm and Amber unconsciously made a couple more thrusts into his moaning jizz-vessel, continuing to pour his equine ejaculate inside Martin’s ass. The medial ring on Amber’s cock formed a tight seal onto Martin’s sphincter, stopping any and all of the centaurian lovejuice from escaping its already cramped accommodation, causing slight swelling on the unwitting human male’s lower abdomen towards the end of their intercourse.

Neither of the two participants ended up knowing how long the interspecies anal insemination lasted, each of the two males being simply too indulged in their pleasure to consider the passing of time during their simultaneous and long orgasms. By the end of it all, they were both panting, sweating, and completely exhausted, the entire surrounding area coated in the scent of their lust; a salty mixture of both their sweat and cum.

Amber blinked as if having woken up from a deep slumber. His breath was still heavy and his heartbeat rapid, but his balls were considerably lighter than this morning. Still in the warm, wet, and pleasant grip of Martin’s rear-end, the huffing centaur looked down on the couch underneath him at his human partner, equally out of breath and tired as the centaur. Martin was still shivering slightly in the aftershock of his orgasms, however many he had had during the awkward intercourse of theirs, and he had a blissful but somewhat pained expression on his face.

Not having to guess twice why that was, Amber gently tugged on his member in Martin’s grasp, assessing what would be the least uncomfortable way to dismount his guest. “Better bite down on those cushions again…” Amber gave martin a heads-up.

Martin obediently bit down on the backrest once more, his naked form shuddering as Amber began dismounting him.

“Mnfff~!”

The muffled moan echoed around the living room as Amber tugged on his equine member, dancing a few steps back on his hooves when he dislodged his meat from Martin’s confines in one go, his bowel batterer popping out from the human’s stretched out anus, accompanied by a rather voluminous ejection of equine jizz from inside Martin’s hole. Amber looked proudly upon the gaping crater that now was his partner’s entrance, chafing the floor with his rear hooves triumphantly. Nothing beat the feeling of looking at a properly-claimed mate.

Martin was stubbornly holding his position on the couch, gradually getting used to the sudden emptiness at the lower half of his body, his insides already craving something to fill the gaping void inside his rear. Amber slowly walked his way around the couch, his half-horse frame appearing into Martin’s view from his right. The two locked eyes for a brief moment, Martin craning his neck up to look at the much taller centaur, Amber looking down at the dark-haired human with a satisfied smile on his face.

Amber promptly bent his torso towards the floor, slightly bending his knees to get his face on the level with Martin’s before affectionately patting the confused human’s head with his right hand. “Thanks… I needed that…” Amber spoke in a much softer tone as he gently bumped foreheads with his exhausted partner, who suddenly got a lot more shy, blushed, and turned his face away from Amber’s.

“-T-that’s…What friends… are for…”