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Romance in the Wild West

The noon sun was glaring down on poor Garrett as he and his horse were slowly making their way back from town and the young man was panting for it was a long ride back to his own place. At last, he saw the lodge of his own homestead. In the doorway, he could see his girlfriend waiting for him.

She perked up as soon as she saw Garrett and his horse, waving and calling out. "Garrett!" She rushed out to meet him as he arrived in the homestead's large yard. "How was the trip?"

Garrett smiled as he got off his horse and kissed his girl. "Hot and long," he said, "But I sure am glad to be back in your arms."

The girl giggled softly, fluttering her eyelashes as she looked up at her boyfriend. "Go wash up and come on in to rest yourself. Got dinner cooking." It went unsaid, but she was glad to be back in her boyfriend's arms as well; however, actually admitting it before they were properly married would be completely improper.

"Okay, sweetie," said Garrett as he watched Felicia make her way into the kitchen. He sat in the hot water sighing as he scrubbed his body and even mastrubated before getting cleaned up, dressed and ready for dinner. He finally came out looking spiffy and fresh.

The main room of the homestead was filled with lively chattering. Garrett's Ma, Little Sister, and Felicia were gathered around the large stove, piling plates high with what they'd all cooked. Meanwhile, his father and older brothers were gathered around the fire, having washed up themselves from a day of work. They were chattering about sightings of a group of Stallions moving in from the far west; Garrett's pa was talking with his eldest boy about checking the fences after dinner. "Well there he is!" Garrett's younger brother, Paul, lifted hand to wave to the young man as he made his way in. "You have a good journey, brother?" "I'm sure he's eager to tell us all about it." Garrett's mother smiled to him, and gave Garrett a nod. "Come on, you menfolk get to the table' y'hear?"

Garrett smiled and made his way to the table. "So, Pa, how's the fence coming along?" he asked as he sat down with his family and girlfriend.

"It's good." Pa nodded to Garrett, and smiled up to Ma as she set his plate in front of him. "Should keep out any critters or Stallions, I'll tell ya what. Just gotta finish up the last section with your brothers tonight, and we'll be just about as secure as Fort Wilcom." "Well, I don't know about that, Sir." Felicia let out a soft giggle. "Fort Wilcom's got my daddy in charge, after all." "Hey, your Daddy may be up at the fort, but we're as good of shots as any of his men." Paul laughed and hooted with his brothers as they, too, got their dinner. "That's right." Pa gave Felicia a nod as well as the womenfolk finally made their way to sit down. "Yer just as safe here as you'd be up at the Fort, Felicia." "Well, there is one thing y'all have here that they don't." She looked to Garrett and let out a coquettish giggle. Pa and Ma smiled, while Paul leaned over to elbow Garrett with a grin. After a brief grace, the family dug in. They continued to laugh and chatter as they ate; at least, until Paul cocked his head. "Hey, ya'll hear that? Sound like the horses are gettin' spooked by something."

"That's strange," said Garrett, "What would spook them at this hour?" He got up and looked out the window. "Get the women further into the house," said Garrett in a hushed tone, "We've got company."

Immediately, the others rushed into action. Paul ushered Ma, Garrett's sister, and Felicia into the other room as Paul moved up beside Garrett. He scowled at the sight outside: a group of Stallions, whooping and hollering as they rode around the perimeter of the fence. "Boys, grab your guns and get ready in case they cause trouble." He grabbed his own rifle from the wall, and moved out onto the porch to confront the wild, tribal anthros.

"But Pa, we don't have any bullets," said Garrett, "Don't you remember? You used them all on our last hunting trip."

"They don't know that, boy." Pa nodded to Garrett, and then to his other sons as they moved out onto the porch as well. "HEY!" He lifted his gun to his shoulder. "Y'ALL BETTER GET RIGHT NOW! ME N' MY BOYS DON'T WANT NO TROUBLE, BUT IF'N YOU DO WE GOT PLENTY OF IT FOR YA!" The Stallions circled up, huffing and murmuring to each other as they looked over the men. The anthros were massive, their muscular bodies having and heavy with muscle; muscle that was barely hidden by their skimpy loincloths, the only things the anthro horses were wearing. One of the smaller stallions looked to the enormous, silver-maned one that seemed to be the ringleader, and darted towards the group of humans and then back. The others nickered, looking to each other. Another darted forward and then back. "Bastards are testin' us." Pa scowled, and raised his voice again. "Y'ALL HERE ME?! I SAID CLEAR OFF, AND-!" With a whinny, the leader led the Stallion's forward in a charge towards the human men.

Garrett lunged and punched one of the stallions in the jaw, but he was soon overpowered. "Hey! What gives? Let me go!" he yelled as he found himself lifted off the ground and the ring leader flung him over his shoulder.

"We've got lively ones!" The stallion grinned, and then Garrett felt a massive hand smack onto his rump as the other anthros whooped and cheered. Garrett could hear his brothers crying out and yelling and struggling as they, too, were overpowered and hefted up. And then, as quick as they'd come, the tribal horses rushed off into the night while whinnying. Away from the homestead. Away from the safety and comfort of Garrett's home. Away from his Pa, and his Ma, and Felicia.

"Put us down!" yelled Garrett, "What did we ever do to you? If you don't let us go now, they'll send the calvary for us!"

That just made the horse's laugh as they continued to gallop. "We don't fear your human cavalry, boy." The stallion leader gave Garrett's rump another pat. Their journey continued for a while longer, until they spotted a light out in the middle of the prairie; the Stallion encampment.

"Just what do you savages plan on doing with us anyway? We don't even want to be here!" yelled Paul glaring at the stallions.

Some of the Stallion's nickered and grinned to each other. Others huffed, looking the humans up and down. Silvermane moved forward to stand tall, crossing his arms over his chest. "You are our captives. That means that you will do anything we tell you to. Right now..." He smirked, and his hand brushed his loincloth. "We're traveling east towards our main encampment, and the journey had been long and... frustrating. You boys will keep us company during it. Do you understand?"

"No, I don't," said Garrett, "And if you're implying that we'll bed with you, you're all insane! My younger brother is underage , my older brothers are married, and I'm engaged." He stood in front of his brothers and glared at Silvermane huffing and showing he meant business as if daring him to make a move.

Again, the Stallions laughed and murmured to each other as the spirited human glared up at Silvermane. The Stallion leader slowly clomped forward, step by step, until he was looming over the young man. He stared down into Garrett's eyes for a long moment, peering into them. Finally, he grunted. "You. You will be in my tent." He turned to his men, and nickered. "The rest are yours. But, no taking them to your beds. Understand?" Though there were a few disappointed nickers, the other horse anthros nodded as Silvermane grabbed Garrett's wrist. "You. Come." And with that, he began to drag Garrett towards one of the tents near the center of the camp. "Garrett!" Garrett could hear Paul and his other brothers crying out after him, yelling at their captors as he was dragged off.

"Let go of me!" yelled Garrett as he was pounding on Silvermane's arm then finally gripped the stallion's arm and bit him hard making him yelp as he made a run for it back to his brothers punching the other horse. "Get to their mounts," said Garrett as he put Paul on one of the faster ones and the ferals took off with Garrett's brothers on them. He was just about to mount one, but then he felt strong arms pull him down.

"You little...!" Silvermane scowled, getting Garrett down on the ground and pinning the human. The other Stallions whinnied and nickered to each other, ready to rush after the brothers, but Silvermane called out. "Leave them! They're more trouble than they're worth. And we still have this little troublemaker to deal with." He nodded to one of his underlings, who fetched some rope to tie Garrett up. "Be ready to strike the camp at dawn. We move out then. And as for you..." Silvermane pulled Garrett to his feet. "You aren't going to cause any more trouble. Do you understand?"

"Bite me!" snapped Garrett as he spat in Silvermane's face angrily and all the other stallions murmured feeling concerned. "He's gonna get it now," whispered one stallion to the other.

Silvermane snorted, bent down, and chomped his jaws inches from Garrett's face. "Don't tempt me." He grabbed the human, hefted him up, and slung Garrett over his shoulder once more as he stalked toward his tent. When the human continued to struggle he reached up and gave Garrett another hard, ringing slap on the ass. "Quiet! Hold still!"

"What're you gonna do with me?" asked Garrett as he was put down inside the tent and he cowered away from the stallion feeling scared.

"If you cooperate, nothing that will leave a mark." One last snort as the stallion glared to Garrett, and then closed the flap of his tent and began to light the lamps inside to illuminate the slightly-stuffy space. It was basic and rudimentary, just a couple furs laid out on the floor to provide somewhere to lie down. "I told you, you will keep me--and the other men, since you let all the other captives run off with our mounts--company during our journey back to the main tribe camp."

"They were my brothers," said Garrett, "I had to protect them. They've done nothing to you. And I don't even know what I'm doing here... I'm scared."

Silvermane snorted, still a little angry as he moved around the tent to get things straightened out. Silence fell, and after a long moment he finally sighed. Glanced over to the human. Clopped over, and squatted down a few paces away. "I told you, I'm not going to hurt you. We weren't going to hurt your brothers, either. In fact, I'm sure most of them would have come to enjoy what we had in mind for them." He nickered, edging a little closer as though Garrett were a spooked animal, and kept his voice low, quiet, and soothing.

"Then why did you steal us from our homes? My ma and pa must be worried about me, and I'm worried about them... And there's Felicia," sighed Garrett hugging his legs.

Silvermane snorted quietly. "You still haven't figured it out yet? We took you to be our mates."

"But we never asked to be taken from our home," said Garrett as tears formed in his eyes.

"Bah." Silvermane shook his head. "I promise, you'll find life in the Stallion tribes far better than in your human towns. We live free, one with the land, wild and open with each other. Not holding up behind fences and scrabbling to grab up as much of the land as possible. Fighting each other for it like dogs over a scrap of meat. "He snorted in contempt, and finally laid a hand on Garrett's thigh. "You'll come to understand soon."

Garrett sighed. "But... I already have a true love at home," he said, "I was supposed to be married to her in two days. Her father is the general of the U. S. Calvary. But, if this will keep me alive, then do what you will."

"A true love, hm...?" Silvermane smirked, moving up onto his knees. "Does that 'true love' of yours have anything like this?" He reached down, undoing the tie of his loincloth, and pulled it off to toss it aside. The Stallion was nude, and his massive sheath and heavy ballsack were on full display for the human.

"N-N-No... She doesn't," stammered Garrett as he tried to look away but his own cock was growing hard when he gave small glimpses.

Silvermane's smirk grew wider when he saw the redness seeping into the human's cheeks. His hands moved to rub and stroke and knead Garrett's ankles and calves, keeping the man's legs spread open so that Garrett couldn't hide the pulsing, twitching, growing tent at his crotch. "You're getting aroused." He tugged at the leg of Garrett's pants. "Take these off and show me what you have."

Garrett first started with his shirt and then started to do his trousers and finally, he removed his underwear so that he was completely naked just like Silvermane.

A low nicker of arousal as Silvermane looked the naked human up and down, reaching down to tease the emerging, blunt head of his cock as it pushed out of his sheath depths. The rich smell of stallion musk filled the air, wafting off of Silvermane's body with every movement. "Come here and embrace me. Breathe in the scent of my body, and proudly show how it fuels your lust."

Garrett slowly crawled over as he snuggled up to the stallion and hugged him as he felt tears in his eyes. It reminded him of a time when he was a little boy and how his ma and pa would keep him close whenever he was feeling scared. Somehow, he felt safe in Silvermane's arms.

"There we go." A smile. A soft snort. A nuzzle against Garrett's cheek. "You know, you're really cute when you aren't kicking and screaming." He held the human in his gentle, tender, firm embrace, stroking up and down the human's back. "...Would you like me to kiss you, human boy?"

"Garrett," said the young human, "My name is Garrett. And yes, I would like one kiss."

"Garrett..." Silvermane nodded, and slowly dipped down to press his lips to the human's own. Working against them. His tongue pushing through to explore the human's out with tender, gentle care. And as he deepened the kiss, the stallion's hands cupped and rubbed and caressed the human's rump, pulling Garrett's hips forward to press the man's crotch against his hip.

"I've never felt anything like this before," panted Garrett in between kisses. He wrapped his arms around the stallion's neck as he wanted to stay close in that moment.

"Mm... you humans in your towns say that this is wrong. Things like this are wrong. But..." He nickered, nuzzling the human as he gently spread Garrett's asscheeks and then pushed them back together. Spread them and pushed them back together. Kneading the soft, firm mounds, and then delving his pointer finger into the cleft between to run up and down. "Does this feel wrong to you, Garrett?"

Garrett panted and moaned as he felt Silvermane finger him for the first time and he whimpered, "It... It feels good... It's... It's my first... First time."

"First time with something like this? Or first time for... everything?" His voice was a gentle murmur as he slowly pushed his finger into Garrett to the knuckle. Wriggling. Pushing against the inner walls. Moving in and out of that tight passage as he stretched it open. Gradually, he added a second finger, and shushed the human whimpering and cooing in his arms as he scissored them apart within Garrett.

Garrett was whimpering as more tears came from his eyes. It hurt to have his hole played with and stretched, but it somehow felt good at the same time.

"Shhh... shhh, human boy... I'm here..." Silvermane continued to murmur and croon and nicker to the human, letting Garrett's crotch rock against his hip. The stallion could feel the human's pert erection throbbing and twitching against his side; and as he stretched Garrett out, the stallion's own cock pushed out to rub on the man's stomach. Growing longer. Thicker. Harder, until it pulsed and dribbled; a massive pillar of musky, masculine flesh.

"Oh.... So.... Good," he moaned softly as his own cock was throbbing and leaking pre and he gasped as he felt something big trying to push its way inside his hole.

"I'm going to breed you now, human boy..." He lay Garrett down on the furs, lifting and spreading the human's legs as his fat, blunt-headed cock began to push into the man's passage. "I'm going to claim you. Mark you as mine. And if my seed takes inside you, I'm going to sire a strong child with you." He rocked his hips, teasing the head and first few inches of his gargantuan shaft in and out of the human. "Do you want that?"

Garrett was so lost in the moment, his thoughts were automatic as he begged the stallion to take him. He felt like he had completely forgot about Felicia.

The stallion dipped down into another kiss with Garrett, slow and passionate as he pushed his thick cock deeper into the human. Deeper. Not to the hilt--it was far too large for the man's virgin passage--but managing to get a good two-thirds of the shaft into Garrett before bottoming out. He began to thrust in slow, even jabs, his girth stretching Garrett open and putting constant pressure on a spot within the human that made him moan in bliss.

The huge cock inside Garrett made the human moan and whimper as his cock was bobbing and leaking pre. "P-P-Please... I'm gonna cum," he stammered in between breaths as the horse cock was rubbing his prostate back and forth.

"Do it." Silvermane began to thrust a little faster. A little harder. A little deeper into the human. "Cum for me, human boy. Show me how much you love getting rutted by virile stallion cock." He nickered to the human and nuzzled Garrett's flushed cheek, letting his hands run up and down the man's sides.

Garrett whimpered as he stroked himself and he cried out as his cum finally shot out and landed on his chest. He panted feeling worn out from the sex but he was still whimpering from the stallion's rapid humping.

The human's passage tightening around him to the rhythm of Garrett's orgasm finally drove the stallion over the edge as well. Silvermane whinnied in pleasure, pushed his cock as deep into the human as it would go, and pumped his deep into the squirming man in his arms. He held Garrett close and tight until the deluge tapered off, leaving his still-twitching erection buried inside the man to plug up the thick sea of cum filling Garrett's backside. He nickered and snorted, settling down on the furs and keeping Garrett in his embrace. "Mmm... that's a good human, Garrett…"

The human was silent. Even though it did feel great to get all of that tension out of the way, he was still feeling heartbroken about being stolen from his own home. Small tears were filling his eyes as he turned away to hide his sorrow.

Silvermane's hand gently stroked up and down Garrett's chest as his chin pressed against the crown of the human's head. "...Go on and sleep, Garrett. We're going to have an early start tomorrow."

Garrett fell asleep. But he didn't have one good dream all night. When he got up the next day, he was exhausted when he was putting his clothes back on. He thought of escaping on one of the mounts but much to his disappointment, they had set up a guard to watch over the ferals. His last chance of escape gone.

Silvermane kept an eye on the human, not letting Garrett out of his sight once as the camp was packed up. At last he pulled the human up to sit in front of him on his mount, and gave the order to the other Stallions to move out. The sun was barely peeking over the edge of the horizon. The sky above was lit with the faint fires of dawn, and the shadows of night were still lingering in the crevices of the landscape around them.

Despite the beautiful scenery, Garrett was feeling miserable as he was having to kept an eye on at all times in front of his captor and he didn't even look up at Silvermane once since last night. "I want to go home," he muttered solemnly.

Silvermane just grunted. "This is your home now, human boy. Better get used to it." Silence fell between the pair for a long moment. "...You'll like the main camp, I think. It's not that dissimilar from one of your human towns. Though obviously much better."

"Hmmmph," huffed Garrett, "I doubt it. And what does a savage know about human civilization anyway?"

Silvermane grunted again. "You call us the savages, and yet you steal and fight over and scrape up whatever bit of land you can grasp for yourself. You kill each other over petty things, and call yourselves the owners of the earth."

"We have laws so that we don't have to steal," said Garrett, "And we have laws against kidnapping too!"

"And yet, many of our braves are captured and subjected to your 'laws' when they're deemed an inconvenience to you. Is that not kidnapping?" Silvermane snorted, looking down at the top of Garrett's head.

"They were probably trespassing on someone's homeland," said Garrett, "Besides, you call us thieves? Well, I guess it takes one to know one."

"Hmph. You still don't know anything." Silvermane sighed and shook his head. "This conversation is pointless." With one last grunt, he fell silent.

They finally stopped by a stream to water their mounts. And Garrett thought it was a good time to put a plan he had thought up into action. When Silvermane was over by the stream drinking some fresh cool water, the human pushed the anthro in, stole the mount and rode off into the forest at high speed.

"Garrett!" The Stallion's yelling faded away behind the human as the mount he'd stolen galloped down the path. It was slightly hard to control the wild horse, but Garrett managed it; they weren't too differently trained than the horses at the homestead. ...Which way was the homestead, anyway?

"Well... We were heading west," thought Garrett, "So the homestead must be... East!" He turned the mount and made it go at full gallop until they were blocked by a log and the human went flying off the steed as it bolted out of there. "Wait! Come back!" he cried and looked around. He got up, luckily nothing was broken and he continued on his way.

He did his best to follow the rising sun, looking up at it now and then as he trudged along the trail. Just when he was starting to feel the burn of exhaustion in his legs, he heard a sound from his right; rustling in the brush. After a few moments, a pair of yellow eyes peered at him. A feral coyote.

Garrett gasped as he looked around him for something to defend himself, but he could find nothing as he found more eyes peering up at him. "Stay back," yelled Garrett as he was backed up against a boulder and he climbed on top as the canines began snapping at him trying to get to the human.

The pack edged in closer, snarling and snapping. Garrett was surrounded. There didn't seem to be any hope of escape. "Hee-yah!" There was a loud whinny, and the coyotes scattered as a feral horse charged through them; a feral horse ridden by none other than Silvermane. It circled around the boulder a few times, the coyotes yelping and rushing back to avoid being trampled. Then it moved in close, and Silvermane looked to the human. "Get on, quick!"

Garrett didn't need to be told twice as he jumped and despite his best efforts to escape, he found himself back in the custody of Silvermane. But why did he risk his own life to save a human?

One arm wrapped tight around the human, keeping him on the back of the feral horse, while the other cracked the reins. The mount whinnied, kicking at a few of the braver coyotes who'd rushed forward to try and harry him, and charged to get away from the pack. Eventually, the howling and barking faded into the distance behind them. Silvermane didn't say anything as his mount finally slowed to a trot, the Stallion and the human rocking together on the feral horse's back as they made their way back West; back towards Silvermane's group.

"I'm sorry," said Garrett softly, "Thanks for helping me back there."

"Mm..." A soft sigh. "...You shouldn't run off like that. You nearly got yourself killed. You're lucky it was easy to track you, clomping around and breaking every bit of brush to make a trail a child could follow." The Stallion's voice was soft and quiet, and Garrett could hear a faint note of scolding concern in it. "If I hadn't gotten there in time…"

"My family's never gonna find me... Are they?" asked Garrett feeling guilty and saddened by the whole ordeal. Not only clumsy in leaving a trail but also gullible enough to be bait for hungry ferals.

Silvermane nickered, gentle and quiet. "I told you, I'm not going to hurt you. In fact, I only want what's best for you. You might not see that now, but it's true." After a moment, he rested his chin atop the crown of Garrett's head. "I won't let anything or anyone harm you, I promise."

Garrett felt his heart melt as he felt the stallion touch him and almost on impulse, he slowly leaned into Silvermane's embrace feeling that same warmth overcome him like the night before. "I always thought it was Felicia that I was in love with," said the human, "But now... I don't even know what real love is anymore."

"This Felicia... you said that you had been betrothed to her, didn't you?" Silvermane nuzzled Garrett's temple as the human relaxed back against him. "Did you choose her as your mate?"

"Actually, our parents introduced us. My mother said she was a good person and we sort of hit it off nicely and then we agreed to start a relationship which led to our engagement," said Garrett and sighed, "I'll bet she'll be surprised when she finds out that I'm falling for... " His voice went silent as he was trying to find the right thing to say next.

"For a Stallion?" The anthro let that hang in the air for a moment, and then gave the human's temple a playful nudge with his snout. "...Or perhaps, for a male?"

Garrett smiled as he looked up at Silvermane. "I've fallen... For you," he said at last before giving a light kiss to the stallion's lips.

Silvermane nickered as he pressed into the kiss. "Mmm... and I've fallen for you, too, human boy."

Garrett smiled as he wrapped his arms around the stallion's neck and they both shared a long, deep, passionate kiss. "I was afraid you'd never save me back there," he panted as they both dismounted to strip and lay down together.

"I was afraid I wouldn't make it in time." Silvermane took Garrett into his arms, holding the human close and tight while stroking up and down the man's back. "I'm so glad you're alright…"

"Make me yours," said Garrett softly as he removed his shirt and tossed it aside before resuming the kissing with the stallion above him.

"Mmm..." Silvermane tore Garrett's pants and underwear off, and then pulled his loincloth as well to press his naked body against Garrett's own. The Stallion's thick cock was pushing out of his sheath to grind on the human's stomach. "I will. I'll make sure that everyone in the tribe knows you're mine." He huffed and nickered in between kissing the human's lips and throat and shoulders. "I want them to taste my malehood on your tongue, and smell it on your breeding hole. I want your cock out and bared to show them how aroused I make you. I want to see my seed dribbling down your thighs every day, and feel you in my arms every night."

"Does that mean I'll have to wear a loincloth too?" asked Garrett as he softly moaned from the stallion's cock rubbing his own and he could feel how good it felt this time and he crawled down to lick the tip of it.

"You want to?" Silvermane moaned at the licks to his cock, and smirked as he reached to rub and knead the human's rump with a hand. "You'd look good in one. And I'm sure the other Stallions would appreciate the view…"

"Why not?" asked Garrett smirking and then he straddled Silvermane, spat onto his fingers, wetted his hole and slowly lowered himself onto the stallion's hard cock moaning all the way.

"Mmmm... already eager for it, aren't you?" Silvermane groaned long and low, grasping Garrett's hips as the human pushed himself down onto his thick erection. "Nnngh... your hole feels so good, human boy. Like it was made to take Stallion cock." He began to slowly buck his hips, working in and out of the human in a slow and even rhythm.

Garrett moaned and panted as he managed to get every single inch of the stallion cock inside him. "I love you, Silvermane," whimpered the human as he whimpered from the pain but he felt the stallion sit up to hug him as he rode that big, fleshy rod slowly.

"I love you, too, Garrett." He nuzzled and kissed the human, gentle and tender as he bucked and thrusted into the man sitting in his lap. "I can't wait till we get back to the main camp, so that I can breed you full of lots of strong sons…"

Garrett smiled as he kept riding the stallion. At first, when he first met this lover, he hated him and wanted to be home. But now, the thought of starting a family with his true love sounded wonderful. "Yes... Breed me good, my love," he moaned.

As the pair consummated their new mateship, trouble brewed back on the homestead. Garrett's brothers had returned, telling their horrified pa of what had happened: what the Stallion's had planned to do with them, and Garrett's self-sacrifice to help them escape. As soon as he heard of it, the enraged older man immediately sent Paul riding to the fort to tell General Davis--Felicia's father--about what had happened. It was the afternoon, and Garrett's Pa was waiting out on the porch as he watched the dust cloud approaching the homestead; General Davis, along with a few of his soldiers, riding out to meet with the older man and discuss what could be done about the Stallions who had stolen his future son-in-law away.

Paul and his other brothers were inside trying to comfort Felicia and Garrett's mother, who both were most upset and in tears.

Finally, the general and his soldiers rode into the yard. General Davis dismounted, and met Garrett's Pa with a handshake and a nod. "Clyde. I wish we were gettin' together in better circumstances." "I sure do wish so too, sir." Clyde nodded. "Come on inside. I can get Sarah to put some coffee together, n' we can talk about gettin' Garrett back from those savages." The two men made their way inside. General Davis nodded politely to Garrett's brothers and the womenfolk. "Felicia." "Daddy... you're going to get Garrett back, aren't you?" The girl sniffled, looking to General Davis while wiping her eyes with Paul's handkerchief. "I sure am, sweet-pea. Daddy promises." "Sarah." Garrett's Pa looked to his wife. "Get some coffee on fer our guest, if you would. General, please have a seat."

While this was all going on, Garrett was feeling much better in Silvermane's arms as they were soon approaching the stallion's homeland and tribe.

The group made their way to the top of a rise overlooking the plains below, finally catching sight of the Stallion camp. A large grouping of tents--much bigger than the ones they used during their travels--around a central fire pit, surrounded by wooden walls that were patrolled by Stallion's on feral horseback. "There it is, Garrett." Silvermane nuzzled the crown of the human's head. “Home."

"It's beautiful," said Garrett, who was now clad in a loincloth for his lover's benefit, "I guess I behaved more like a jackass than I care to admit, huh?"

"Shh. It's alright." Silvermane turned Garrett's head so he could give the human a soft smile. "Come, let's get you settled in, hm?" The group galloped down, whooping and hollering, and received welcoming whinnies from the guards patrolling the camp's walls. Garrett could see Stallion's of all shapes and colors--all of them male, and only dressed in their skimpy loincloths--milling around the camp and greeting the group as they dismounted.

And he could also see that a few of them had some body paint as if to tell each rank apart from the other. "Are they all males? I mean, who has the kids?" asked Garrett softly.

Silvermane smirked, and patted Garrett's rump. "That depends on who in a mated pair is taking the other's cock." He nickered, helping Garrett down off his horse. The other Stallion's in the camp looked to the human curiously, murmuring to each other as Silvermane nodded to and greeted them.

"Why are they staring at me?" whispered Garrett to Silvermane, the human slightly nervous and stayed close to his mate.

"They're interested in you. It's been a while since we've had a human in the camp." Silvermane gave Garrett's rump another pat, his fingers slipping underneath the human's loincloth to briefly tease his cleft. "Go on, don't be shy. You're part of the tribe now, and they're just as much your family as I am."

"Uh... Hello," said Garrett shyly as he gave a small wave to them all when a young foal came up holding a daisy. "Well, thank you," he said smiling and kneeling down, "And who might you be?"

"Croptail..." The foal ducked his head shyly. Indeed, Garrett could see the tail behind the young horse was cropped shorter than those of the others in the tribe. "Are you Silvermane's mate?" Silvermane nickered, blushing a little as a few of the other Stallion's grinned to him.

"Call me Garrett," he said giving a friendly smile, "And thank you for the flower, Croptail. It's very pretty... And it smells lovely too."

Croptail smiled in return, beaming to the human before rushing back over to a Stallion standing nearby. The foal nickered and murmured to the one who was presumably his father, and the older horse nodded and stroked through his son's mane before giving Garrett a nod and a smile.

Garrett also smiled and nodded back. "I think I made a new friend," he said to Silvermane as other stallions came up to give him a warm welcome.

Silvermane chuckled and nuzzled Garrett, nodding. One of the older stallion's in the group, grey-maned but still strong and muscular, gave the two a nod as he introduced himself to Garrett as 'Swifthoof'. The bay standing nearby was 'Pinknose', while the one approaching along with a massive clydesdale was Blackmane; his mate, the Clydesdale, was 'Thunderhoof'.

"It's very nice to meet you all," said Garrett, "Uh, Silvermane, are your parent's still here?"

Silvermane's smile dropped off his face as a few of the surrounding Stallion's glanced and nickered to each other. Finally, the silver-maned Stallion sighed and shook his head. "No. They're... with the spirits."

"Oh... I'm sorry... I... I didn't know," stammered Garrett fearing he had said something wrong to offend his mate.

"No you didn't. It's alright." Silvermane cupped Garrett's cheek and lifted his face up, giving the human a gentle smile. "Come, let's get you settled in. My tent's this way." He took Garrett's hand in his own. "Follow me."

"Silvermane? Who's the leader of your tribe?" asked Garrett as he walked past several tents till they arrived at Silvermane's.

The horse grinned, ruffling the human's hair. "You're looking at him, human-boy." Indeed, Silvermane's tent--the tribe leader's tent--was at the very center of the camp. Garrett could see how much larger it was than the others surrounding it, and the symbols painted on the sides of the tent walls.

"Silvermane? Can I ask you something?" asked Garrett when they both entered the tent and settled down on some soft furs, "Your parents... What were they like?"

"Silvermane sighed, lighting the lamps in the tent--which had a few furnishings here and there, as well as a large fire-pit in the center--before making his way over to sit on the furs next to Garrett. "My sire was the last chief of the tribe. He was strong and courageous, and a very good leader. His mate, my father... the one who gave birth to me--was just as strong, and cared for all the stallions of the camp as though they were his own brothers."

"What happened to them?" asked Garrett as he placed a gentle hand on Silvermane's shoulder. He could see the stallion was about to shed some tears, and he wanted his mate to know that he wasn't alone anymore.

Silvermane settled against Garrett's side, nuzzling the human's temple. "They were... captured by humans. Up to the northeast from here." The settlement Garrett was familiar with was to the East, and a little bit south from where they were.

"You mean... They were killed?" asked Garrett looking up at his mate. He knew perfectly well that Fort Wilcom was up there and he feared the worst for his mate. He must've been heartbroken to say good bye.

Silvermane nodded. "We found their bodies not long after. What the humans had done to them..." He gritted his teeth and shook his head, not wanting to remember. "...But it's in the past. Long in the past."

"And to think... We used to think you were the savages... But now I see that we're the monsters," said Garrett lowering his head sadly and hugged Silvermane.

Silvermane nickered, hugging Garrett in return. "You are not a monster, Garrett. And though the humans to the northeast have committed atrocities against our tribe, we've met plenty of humans too who were willing to see us as more than savages. Who would trade with us, and allow us to pass peacefully through their lands. It is not a matter of human or Stallion." He nuzzled Garrett's cheek.

"Then... What is it a matter of?" asked Garrett feeling like he was ready to have tears of his own as he could see the sadness and loneliness reflected back in Silvermane's eyes.

"It is a matter of those in the far past who hurt our tribe, and the human now who's prepared to join it." He forced a smile, only letting a single tear fall as he caressed Garrett's cheek. "The human I've fallen in love with."

"Silvermane," said Garrett as tears finally came and he kissed the stallion lovingly and he could feel the equine finally breaking down into tears too as they embraced each other and lay down on the bed of furs.

The Stallion held his human close and tight in his arms, clinging to Garrett as their bodies pressed together. His hands stroked up and down Garrett's back, and he buried his face into the crook of the human's shoulder. Snuffling. Sniffling. Sobbing as he nuzzled his mate.

Garrett held Silvermane close while he was rubbing the stallion's back and he removed both their loincloths and set them aside so they could be more comfortable and snuggled each other till they fell asleep. Next morning, the human woke up to see his mate was making breakfast for him.

He was frying something in a pot of the fire; something that smelled sweet and starchy. He looked over to Garrett, and gave the human a warm smile. "Good morning. Did you sleep well, Garrett?"

A smile formed on the human's face as he crawled over to kiss Silvermane's cheek and hug him from behind. "Mmhmm," he sighed, "And you?"

"I did." He grinned, and kissed the human's cheek. "Very well, especially with a certain cute human boy by my side." He nickered wrapping an arm around Garrett's waist to him him against his side.

"What's for breakfast?" asked Garrett as he looked over the stallion's shoulder to see the meal of the day.

"Porridge, made with oats." He chuckled, and pressed his muzzle to Garrett's temple. "We don't have all the spices you have in your human towns, but we make do."

"Oh... Well, I think I might have an idea of what to offer little Croptail," said Garrett as he whispered them into Silvermane's ear and later after breakfast, the human was hard at work and when he came out of the tent, he gave the young colt a cute, homemade, little teddy bear.

"Wow! Is this for me...?!" Croptail stared in awe at it, and then up to the human. After a long moment, he rushed forward to wrap his arms around Garrett's legs in a tight hug. "Thank you thank you thank you~!" Silvermane chuckled, moving up beside Garrett and clapping the human on the shoulder. "You have talent, my mate."

Garrett smiled as he knelt down to hug the young foal. "You're welcome, Croptail," he said smiling, "And remember to tell your friends that they can have gifts too, if they remember to be good for goodness sake." He smiled and kissed the top of the foal's head and the little colt ran off to tell his friends and they too were coming to greet Garrett and asked if he could make them some toys too.

Silvermane smiled at the sight, clapping his hands to catch the foals' attentions. "Alright, little ones, one at a time. In fact... Garrett, why don't you sit down and allow them to sit in your lap, so they can tell you what kind of toys they would like?"

Garrett smiled as he sat down and all the children took turns and they all gave him a hug as they went off on their way to be good.

A few of the other men in the tribe saw the group of children gathering around Garrett, and smiled when they overheard the foals asking about toys. Silvermane snuck off somewhere in the middle of it, and returned just when Garrett was sending off the last of the younger horses. "Well now, did you get a lot of requests, Garrett?"

"I sure did," chuckled Garrett, "I guess I'd better get started, don't I?"

The stallion grinned. "About that... follow me Garrett." He gently took the human's wrist in his hand, giving it a gentle tug. His tail flicked as he moved to lead Garrett to one of the tents around the back of the chief's tent.

"Where are we going?" asked Garrett as he followed the stallion back inside the chief tent, "What is it you want to show me?"

"It's a surprise." The stallion looked to Garrett and gave the human a wink. They finally reached their destination; a small side tent with an entrance both to the outside and into the chief's tent itself. Inside was a long table, some tools, and materials of all kinds; a workshop with everything Garrett would need to start making toys for the tribe foals. "Surprise! How do you like it…?"

Garrett gasped and covered his mouth with his hands and smiled. "It's wonderful," he said kissing Silvermane lovingly.

Silvermane pulled Garrett into a warm embrace, kissing his mate slowly and tenderly. Meanwhile, to the East, General Davis was leading a group of soldiers through the plains. They were using dogs to sniff out the Stallions' scent trail, a sense of urgency filling every man. They knew that General Davis had a personal reason for the search, and were eager to do as the general ordered them. The man himself looked to the western horizon, squinting and peering into the distance in the hope of finding some clue, any trace, of where the savage Stallions' had taken his future son-in-law.

Suddenly, one of the hounds gave a long howl and the others joined him as they gave chase to the scent they found leading them west.

General Davis looked to his men, and nodded. "Come on!" He spurred his mount on, following the hounds.

They rode on until dawn the very next day. Back in the tribal encampment, Garrett had made dozens of toys for the foals from stuffed animals to wood carved figurines.

Silvermane poked his head into the workshop, looking over the human's handiwork with both awe and pride. "How's it coming along, human boy?" He nickered, giving Garrett a small grin.

"They're all finished," said Garrett, "And I also made these for you and me." He held up two matching necklaces with both a stallion and a human embracing each other. "So no matter how far apart we maybe, we'll always hold each other to our hearts."

The stallion let out another quiet nicker, accepting the gift from Garrett with a warm smile. He put it on, letting it hang against his chest, and then pulled the human into his arms. "It's perfect. Thank you so much, my dear mate."

Garrett smiled and kissed Silvermane till he heard the sound of a bugle horn. "I know that sound," said the human feeling concerned as he rushed outside and saw all the stallions rushing around like mad.

Silvermane moved forward, setting a hand on Garrett's shoulder. "Stay in the tent." Then he rushed to grab one of the other Stallions. "Blacknose, what's going on?" "Humans, chief!" The other Stallion's gaze was panicked. "A human cavalry is charging! The males at the walls are trying to hold them off, but..." They could hear another bugle horn, and then a scream from the walls to the East as gunfire rang out. "Damn them..." Silvermane scowled. "Tell the warriors to gather behind the Eastern walls. I'll lead a charge to drive the humans off."

"Calvary?" asked Garrett and gasped, "Oh no! Silvermane! You can't stop them. They're here to rescue me. They think I'm your prisoner."

"What would you have us do? We can't let them overtake the camp." Silvermane looked to Garrett, his chest heaving. He moved forward, setting his hands on the human's shoulders, and gave his mate a stern look. "Stay in the camp. Make sure the foals are alright. I will make sure they cannot take you, I swear it." With that, the Stallion turned away to join the rush of warriors making their way towards the Eastern wall of the camp.

Garrett had gathered all the foals in the camp and brought them into the chief's tent to safety. It was a long while before the shooting had stopped and the stallions had come back. Some had a few minor cuts, but Silvermane was badly wounded.

He was being carried on a stretcher, groaning in agony as one of the other Stallion's pressed an herb-soaked cloth against his side. "Damned... humans..." There was another bugle sound, and then a call from behind the walls; a familiar voice to Garrett. "Savages! Release the human you have in your captivity, and we will leave you be! Refuse, and we will burn your camp to the ground! You have one hour to comply!"

Garrett gasped and looked to the children. "Get some medical herbs and wrappings for your fathers," he said, and quick as they could, the stallions were all taken care of by their young, but Silvermane was made to rest. While the stallion was sleeping, Garrett knelt down in front of Croptail. "I have to go away for a while," he said, "I need to go with those men. I know you're too young to understand such things, but one day, you'll understand." The foal hugged Garrett sniffling. "I'll tell the chief you love him," said the young colt. Garrett smiled as a tear ran down his face as he got onto a feral mount and rode out of the encampment and towards the calvary encampment.

A few of the soldiers raised their guns at his approach, but when they saw who it was one of them rushed off to get the general. Davis moved out to meet Garrett, riding out to meet him. "Garrett!" He looked the human over as soon as he was close enough. "You are unhurt? They didn't harm you?"

"No," said Garrett, "They were gentle and kind to me. Please, General, don't hurt them. They have children of their own. Please spare them. Besides, my parents must be worried about me and... Felicia."

General Davis sighed in relief. "Good. I've heard stories of what those savages do to their human captives..." He shuddered, and then turned to nod to his men. "We're done here. Let's move out and return to Fort Wilcom as soon as possible." He looked to Garrett, and offered the young man a smile. "Your parents and Felicia are waiting there. As soon as we arrive, we'll be able to get the wedding arranged."

Garrett sighed and turned to look back at the encampment. "Forgive me, Silvermane," he said softly as he kept the necklace around his neck, and one of the soldiers gave him their jacket since he was only wearing a loincloth.

The cavalry gathered themselves up, regrouping and then riding off at General Davis' command. The Stallions watched the humans leaving from the safety of the camp, murmuring and nickering to each other as they tended to their wounds. In the chief's tent, SIlvermane stirred. He could feel someone changing the dressing of the wound in his side, and blinked his eyes open. "Nnngh... Garrett...?" Instead of the human, he saw Blacknose; Croptail's father. The foal himself was sitting nearby, hugging the teddy bear Garrett had made for him close and tight against his slim chest. "No." The other Stallion hesitated, and then ducked his head. "Rest, chief. You need to recover your strength." "Nnn... where...?" Silvermane looked around, peering into the shadows of the tent to try and find his mate. "Where... is Garrett…?"

"He... He left to save us," said Croptail sadly, "He said he had to go back with them to keep us all safe." He crawled closer to the chief and added, "He asked me to tell you how much he loves you."

"No... no!" Silvermane pushed himself up, trying to sit up; trying to rise to his hooves to rush off after Garrett. However, he groaned in agony, and Blacknose had to push him back down onto the furs that served as his bed. "Lay down! You're going to make it worse!" "I have..." Silvermane shook his head. "I have to go after him. I have to..." "You aren't going anywhere in your condition, Chief." The other stallion nickered. "The tribe can't lose you, too…"

"Garrett said he left to save your life," said Croptail as he sat next to his chief while still hugging his teddy bear and lay a gentle hand on the stallion's chest, "And he said he would always be with you in here."

Silvermane sighed softly, ruffling through the foal's mane. "He will be yes. When your older, you'll understand, Croptail." Still, he looked down to the necklace that Garrett had given him. He put his hand over it, giving the carved figures a squeeze. Always in each others' hearts...

Meanwhile with Garrett, the boy was more than happy to see his family as his father and mother rushed up to him hugging him tightly.

"Garrett!" Pa hugged his son close and tight, while Ma clung to him and buried her face in his shoulder, sobbing with relief for the return of their son. Garrett's brothers pushed forward, questions ringing out. "Garrett! What happened?" "That bastard Stallion didn't hurt you, did he?" "Did they drag you back to their camp?"

"I'm alright," said Garrett, "It's kind of a long story." He looked down at his necklace and sighed sadly. "A very long story," he said softly.

Paul clapped Garrett on the shoulder. "Come on, I'll show you where you can get washed up. Felicia's been waiting on you, and you need to see her to let her know you're alright."

"Of course," said Garrett and later after a good long shower, he saw the young girl over by a window. "Felicia?" he said softly.

She turned, and immediately rushed into Garrett's arms as soon as she caught sight of him. "Garrett... oh Garrett!" The young woman clung to him, sniffling softly. "I thought the worst had happened to you. I'm so glad to see you're... you're...!"

"I know," he said holding her close, "Felicia... There's... There's something I have to tell you... Alone."

"Alone?" She looked to her father and Garrett's parents, who were standing nearby and watching the happy reunion. She nodded, and took Garrett's hand. "Come on, then. There are some private ruins in the east hallway."

And once they were there, Garrett told Felicia all that happened, but didn't tell her about the mating for she had a good idea what happened, but when he told her about how he made toys for the foals, she appeared touched. "So... I had to leave him... to save Silvermane... I love him," he said feeling close to tears.

She set a hand atop Garrett's own, gentle and tender. When the young man looked up to meet her eyes, he could see a small smile on her face. "I've always had... a bit of a feeling. Like when you were courting me, your true heart wasn't really in it. But... you love this Stallion man with all your heart, don't you?" She bit her lip, and a tear came to her own eyes, but Garrett could hear it in her voice; she understood.

"With all my heart and soul," he whimpered as he finally broke down and curled up as she cradled him back and forth.

"Shhh... shhh, Garrett..." She stroked his back, gentle and soothing. "...My Pa and yours are planning the wedding for tomorrow afternoon. If you want, I can talk with my Daddy and see about delaying it. We can... we can figure something out, then, alright?" She cupped Garrett's face, gently lifting it so she could give him another soft and comforting smile.

"Thank you," said Garrett softly, "And even though we won't be married, I hope you find your true happiness someday."

"I hope the same for you." Felicia smiled, and pressed a kiss to Garrett's forehead. Meanwhile, far away, a lone silhouette was riding out of the Stallion camp. Silvermane kept his hand pressed to his side, but spurred his mount on as he followed the direction the cavalry had retreated to; the same direction his parents had been taken so long ago. He gritted his teeth, glaring ahead. He knew that the tribe needed him; but he needed Garrett. He'd already lost his loved ones to the humans once, and he wouldn't lose his mate as well. The night was late--going into extremely-early morning--by the time the Stallion came near Fort Wilcom. He dismounted, and tied his mount to a tree in the watchmens' blind spot before creeping his way toward the walls.

Garrett was fast asleep and he was unaware of what was about to happen. But the men heard their mounts beginning to whiny slightly and they knew there was an intruder somewhere in the fort.

One of them reported to General Davis, who laid out his orders for capturing the intruder. Silvermane' meanwhile, managed to scale the fort wall and slip into one of the galleries. He tried to keep to the shadows, his ears perked and twitching to stay alert for any of the soldiers as he began to seek out Garrett.

But then he opened a door, a light was cast down at him and several soldiers aimed their rifles at him.

He turned to run, but found another group had circled around to corner him in. He whinnied and nickered, glaring around as General Davis stepped forward. "Well now, it seems you're a long way from your camp, savage." "Where is Garrett?" Silvermane scowled to the human. "Safe from you." General Davis nodded to one of the soldiers behind Silvermane, who moved up and smashed the butt of his rifle into the side of the Stallion's head. "Good work. Take him to the dungeons." "Yes, sir."

The next morning, Garrett and Felicia were out and about walking, but they were really plotting an escape plan when the young man caught sight of some men carrying a wounded stallion to a whipping post. "Felicia... that's Silvermane!" he gasped.

The soldiers were talking and laughing with each other, and jeering to the Stallion. "Savage thought he could sneak in, huh?" "Why don't we show him what we do with his kind 'round here?" "Yeah, a little bit of Fort Wilcom Hospitality..." Mocking, sneering laughter as they tied the groaning Stallion to the whipping post. Silvermane struggled against his bond's snorting in growing distress as the humans moved behind him. One of them lifted up the whip in his hand, and brought it down on the Stallion's back. Silvermane whinnied in agony. Felicia flinched, grabbing onto Garrett's hand. "We need to stop them."

Garrett ran out and stood in the way. "STOP IT!" he yelled as he hugged Silvermane and whispered, "What're you doing here? You trying to get yourself killed?"

"Garrett, I... I couldn't... let them take you..." "The hell is goin' on here?" The soldier scowled at Garrett. "Get out of the way, boy. We're teaching this savage a lesson." "No, you are not." Felicia moved up beside Garrett, glaring at the soldiers. "Unless you want my Daddy to hear about you abusing prisoners." "Nngh..." The soldier flinched. "What does he even care? That thing's a goddamn-" "Excuse you." Felicia snapped at him. "You will not cuss in front of a lady." She looked to the group. "Now, clear out of here right now. Do you hear?"

"Thank you, Felicia," said Garrett as the soldiers left them alone before turning back to Silvermane, "Your wound hasn't healed yet. We need to get you inside and healed fast. Felicia, can you help me get him to your room?"

Felicia nodded, moving to help untie the Stallion. Silvermane flinched and nickered, looking to the human woman warily. "It's alright. Garrett's told me about you." She gave the Stallion a shy smile. "I'm Felicia..." "Felicia..." SIlvermane looked between the two. "You... you are the human General's daughter. And Garrett's..." "...His friend." She gently patted his shoulder, being careful of the bleeding lash across his spine.

"I told her about us," said Garrett softly, "And that we're mates... I haven't told my family yet." When they got to Felicia's quarters, both humans set to work at dressing both old and new wounds.

Silvermane was lying on his stomach on the bed, Felicia using a wet cloth to wash his back while Garrett tended to the Stallion's old wound. "I see..." The Stallion nickered, craning his neck to look over his shoulder to Felicia. "And you are not angered at Garrett's choice? You do not... scorn him for his attraction?" Felicia shook her head, looking between the two with a smile. "I already told Garrett this, but... I always had a feeling he rode on the other side of the saddle, so to speak." She giggled softly, and tipped Garrett a wink. "And honestly, the two of you sound like you make a good couple."

Garrett blushed as he caressed Silvermane's face. "We do," he said as he kissed the stallion, "But I thought I made it clear that I was to come here so the calvary won't kill you and your people."

Before Silvermane could answer, he was interrupted by a commotion from outside. The door burst open, and a group of soldiers--followed by General Davis--rushed into the room and pointed their rifles toward the Stallion. "What is going on in here?!" General Davis looked from Garrett to Felicia and back again. "Felicia, sweetheart, get away from that thing. You don't know what it's capable of." "I won't, Daddy." Felicia stood, brushing her petticoat off, and gave her father a glare. "He's wounded. By your men. I'm helping to patch him up." "How did he even get out of his cell?" He looked to Garrett, narrowing his eyes. "You didn't let him out, did you, boy?"

"Your men brought him out to beaten, but I stopped them," said Garrett, "And... I love him."

"What...?!" General Davis' expression grew stormy as he stared at Garrett and Silvermane. "Daddy..." Felicia stepped in front of the pair, shielding them from her father's glare. "I care about Garrett deeply. And if this is what he's chosen, then..." "Felicia, you don't know what you're saying." General Davis began to move forward. "Get away from that Savage, and we'll take Garrett to the head doctor to get him examined. That savage did something to him, and-!" "Daddy!" Felicia glared. "Let them go. Let them live in peace. If you don't..." She drew herself up. "I'll leave the fort. And you will never see me again." The General flinched at that.

Garrett held onto Silvermane, making himself a shield so as to protect his mate. "We were happy together... I was happy with him," he said looking to the general with pleading eyes.

"But..." General Davis looked from Garrett, to Felicia, and back again. "The wedding..." "Is called off." Felicia glared back. "Garrett's family has been so good to me. But I can't in good conscience tie down Garrett's heart where it doesn't belong." She finally moved forward, setting a hand on her father's. "Daddy, please... let them go." General Davis looked to his daughter. He looked to Garrett. He looked to Silvermane, and then his men. He finally grunted, and nodded. "Once the savage... the Stallion... has recovered from his wounds, he'll be released. And Garrett can... go with him."

"Thank you, sir," said Garrett, "And his name is Silvermane." He smiled at his mate and rested his head against the stallion's as if to nuzzle him.

"Mm." The General nodded, turned, and stormed back out of the room. Once the soldiers followed them, leaving the three alone, Felicia sighed. "Don't worry. I'll deal with him." She smiled to Silvermane. "You just rest up, alright, Mr. Silvermane?" "I will. And... thank you." The Stallion nodded to the young woman, nickering.

"I can't thank you enough," said Garrett giving Felicia a hug before parting and he returned to Silvermane's side, "Can... Can you tell my family for me please? I don't think they'd listen to me directly."

"I will." She nodded, and then giggled and gave the pair a wink. "And besides, I think you boys have earned a bit of alone time." With that, she made her way out of the room, closing the door behind her and leaving Garrett and Silvermane alone. "Humans are... strange creatures." Silvermane nickered, shaking his head with a sigh.

Garrett smiled as he turned to Silvermane kissing his lips. "I was afraid I lost you," he said softly as he gently hugged his mate crying softly, "I thought I'd never see you again."

"I thought the same. I... I couldn't lose you. Like..." He trailed off, leaving that unsaid as he pulled Garrett into his arms. "I love you, Garrett…"

"I love you too," said Garrett as he climbed into the bed with his mate and snuggled close but careful not to open the wounds, "When you're healed up, we'll go back to the tribe... And I'll tell my family that I'll miss them."

"Do you think they'll disapprove...?" Silvermane cupped the back of Garrett's head, gently pulling him in close so the Stallion could nuzzle the human's temple.

"We might have had our differences before, but when Felicia tells someone to listen, they listen," chuckled Garrett, "I'm sure they'll understand."

"Mm. I hope they will..." A few days passed. Slowly, Silvermane recovered his strength as he healed from his wounds. Under General Davis' orders, the only ones allowed to see the Stallion were Garrett and Felicia, who nursed him back to health. Finally, the day came. Silvermane sat up on the bed, holding Garrett in his arms.

Garrett smiled as he kissed the stallion lovingly. "Shall we introduce you to my parents?" asked Garrett softly.

Silvermane nodded, nickering softly. "I'm honestly nervous. But... I know with you by my side, I'll be able to face anything." He held the human's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. He stood, stretched, and nodded again to Garrett. "Let's go…"

Garrett led Silvermane out of the room and there was the human's family waiting. "Ma... Pa.... Everyone, I want you to meet my mate, Silvermane," he said.

Pa moved in front of Garrett's mother and sister, along with the oldest of Garrett's brothers. He looked from Garrett to the stallion and back again. "You really are...?" "Garrett..." Paul cleared his throat. "Are... are you sure about this? He's..." He glanced to Silvermane, who just stood tall and silent while looking back at the humans.

"I'm very sure, Paul," said Garrett as he snuggled up to Silvermane and the stallion wrapped an arm around the human's shoulders, "I love him."

The other boys looked to each other, murmuring. Ma sighed, long and low, while Pa grunted. Paul looked to Garrett for a long time, and then finally nodded. "...Alright." He then looked to Silvermane, glaring up at the Stallion. "And what about you, then, huh?" "I love him with all my heart and my soul." Silvermane's arm tightened around Garrett, and he looked back to the humans and nodded. "I swear upon my ancestors, I won't allow any harm to ever come to him." "Son, this..." Pa sighed, rubbing a hand through his hair. "I'm not going to say this is what I expected from you, but..." He looked from Silvermane, to Garrett, and back again. "Are you going to be happy with this?"

"Of course, I'm happy," said Garrett, "I've made so many wonderful toys for the foals in their tribe and they seemed very happy."

"Toys...?" Paul blinked, while Ma and Garrett's sister glanced to each other. "He's brought a light to the lives of all the members of the tribe." Silvermane looked down to Garrett, smiling and nuzzling him with a gentle nicker. "I can't imagine the tribe without him, now." "Well... alright." Pa moved forward, clapping Garrett on the shoulder. "Then... we'll be happy for you, son. And you..." He looked to Silvermane, and after a moment, held out his hand to shake with Silvermane. "You take care of him, you hear?" "I will. I promise." Silvermane nodded, shaking the older man's hand.

Garrett smiled as he hugged both his parents and then his siblings. After a long ride, both males could see the encampment of stallions ahead. "It feels great to be back home," said Garrett looking to his mate, "Up for some fun in bed when we get there?"

"Of course." Silvermane smiled and nickered, nuzzling Garrett. "I've been looking forward to it." The stallions cheered on the pair as they rode into the center of the camp, surging forward to greet their chief and his mate as Silvermane and Garrett dismounted. All the men in the tribe came forward, clapping the pair of the back; and when Blacknose moved to do so, Croptail rushed forward to glomp onto Garrett in happiness.

Garrett chuckled as he hugged Croptail. "Hey, big guy," he said looking the little foal over, "Did you get bigger while I was away?"

Silvermane chuckled, squatting down to ruffle Croptail's mane. "I think he must have. He certainly does look like he's grown a lot." Croptail blushed, grinned, and giggled as he ducked his head. "A little…"

Garrett smiled and hugged the little colt. "I missed you, Croptail," he said rubbing the little foal's back as he felt Croptail hugging him and crying tears of joy for having the human back.

"I m-missed you, too." The fathers all smiled to each other as their foals finally moved forward to, rushing to greet Garrett with hugs as they welcome him back to the tribe."

Garrett had never felt so welcome as he greeted each one and he was soon feeling tired as Silvermane carried him off.

"Mmm, you see now, don't you?" The Stallion held the human cradled in his arms, nickering to and nuzzling Garrett as he carried the man into the chief's tent; their home. He laid Garrett down on the furs, and then began to undress the human himself. Taking off Garrett's shirt. His boots and socks. The human's pants. "You are so loved, Garrett. By everyone in the tribe, not just me."

"And I love you, the tribe, and all the children too," said Garrett as he removed his own underwear and he slipped off Silvermane's loincloth.

Silvermane snorted and nickered as his nude body was bared to Garrett, and as he looked over the human's in return. Laying down with Garrett. Pulling the human into his arms. "I cannot wait to welcome you into the tribe properly with them all. Mark you as a true Stallion, honorary though it may be..." He gave Garrett a gentle smile and a kiss. "And to mark you as my mate before the eyes of the ancestors. I... I was planning for the ceremony to the be the morning after the day you were taken, but..." He looked downward.

"Hey," said Garrett as he cupped the stallion's cheek, "Today is a gift. That's why they call this time 'the present'. And I would be honored to be your mate... Of course, there's one thing I've always wanted to try... If you'll let me."

"Name it." Silvermane cupped Garrett's cheek in return, pressing his cheek to the human's own. "Merely say it, and I'll allow it. Anything for you, my mate. My love."

"Well... I've always wanted to fill you like you fill me most of the time," said Garrett blushing.

The stallion laughed, bright and joyful, and nuzzled Garrett. "Of course, Garrett. I would love that." He laid back on his back, lifting and spreading his legs with a blush. "I... have not taken a malehood inside for a long while, but... I would love to feel you filling me."

"Well, at least let me prep you up," said Garrett as he put his fingers into his mouth hoping to get them wet enough for entering the stallion's hole. Then he pushed two fingers inside and wriggled them around just to test out how tight it was.

"Mmmngh..." The Stallion was indeed tighter than even Garrett had anticipated. His puffy rim puckered up to kiss the human's fingertips, and then his passage clamped down as the slick digits pushed inside. However, as he wriggled them around, Garrett could feel that Silvermane's hole wanted to relax and welcome the human into it.

Then Garrett leaned down to lick and tease the stallion's hole even more and he smirked as he said, "Moan and whimper for me like I did for you, my love."

And Silvermane did. As he felt the human's tongue teasing and caressing and swirling around the pulsing rim of his hole, he let out a long and low moan. "It feels so good. I-I..." He whimpered, and then blushed and looked down to Garrett. "I forgot how good it felt. Please, my love... enjoy my scent and flavor to my heart's content. Let it fill you, as yours has me, and mark you as my lover. My mate."

Garrett played around for a while until he finally pushed his cock inside and the human moaned as he felt that tail hold envelop his cock.

Tight. Hot. Wet, and pulsing around his shaft. Garrett's cock was embraced by Silvermane's passage as he pushed in to the hilt. And Silvermane's legs and arms wrapped around the human, pulling him down on top of him as the Stallion's own malehood ground on the human's chest and belly. "Mmmf... oh, Garrett... Garrett…!"

Garrett smiled as he gave Silvermane's hardening cock tip a teasing lick as well as massaging his balls.

"Mmmf... ohhh, so good..." The Stallion blushed, looking up at Garrett with his passionate, lustful eyes. His cock throbbed in the human's grip, and the pre leaking from the tip began to flow freely. "Mm... My... the ones who would do this with me before... would do that all the time. Suck on my malehood while they bred my hole…"

"Then let's not disappoint them," said Garrett as he kept on humping and sucking hard on the stallion's cock.

"Mmmnnn! Ohh, Spirits..." The stallion bucked his hips, rocking himself onto Garrett's shaft while pushing his own in and out of the human's suckling mouth. He groaned and panted, the cock pounding into his rear the perfect size to jab right into his prostate with every thrust. "Yes... oh yes... I know they would smile upon us were they to witness our mating now... My Garrett... mmmnnn…!"

Then the human cried out as he pushed his cock all the way in and kept his mouth around the tip of Silvermane's cock as he came deep inside the stallion.

And Garrett's orgasm sent the Stallion over the edge as well; Silvermane whinnied in pleasure as his cock throbbed, twitched, and then erupted into Garrett's mouth. Spurt after spurt. A surge of thick, sticky heat shooting into the human's gullet and down into his stomach. He fell back as he his orgasm tapered off, a sated nicker leaking from him as he felt Garrett's own seed deep in his passage.

Garrett panted with some leftover horse cum splattered on his face and he fell into his mate's arms. "That was... Good," he panted, "But... I think you're much better at topping."

"Mmmm..." Silvermane caressed Garrett's face with his fingers, gathering up the stray splatters of cum, and then licked them off his digits before giving his mate a kiss. "Perhaps. Though should the desire ever strike you again, my hole is yours to take." He chuckled, and offered Garrett a wink.

The human smiled and kissed the stallion. "I love you, Silvermane," he said softly as he hugged the chief of horses.

"And I love you too, Garrett. My sweet, beloved mate." Silvermane nickered, nuzzled Garrett, and gave his mate a slow and deep kiss in return.

"So... How does a wedding ritual happen in your tribe?" asked Garrett softly hoping to make this relationship solid forevermore.

The stallion smiled, stroking Garrett's shoulder and side as they lay together. "Well, it's much more simple than what you humans do. In front of the tribe, the two to be wed undress each other, and then mark each other's bodies with painted symbols. The symbols themselves can be anything at all, but they must represent the feelings of the one painting them for their chosen mate." He nuzzled into the crown of the human's head. "Once that is done, the wedded pair consummate their love before the eyes of the tribe and the spirits."

"So, when can we start?" asked Garrett softly, "I never want to spend another day without you. You're my world and life now."

"It will take a bit of time to prepare. The paints have to be mixed, and they will need... a certain ingredient from the wedded couple." Silvermane chuckled, slightly sheepish as he nodded down to his and Garrett's cum-splattered crotches. "But tomorrow night, when the stars gaze down upon us, we'll be able to perform the ceremony."

"I can hardly wait," said Garrett as he hugged the stallion kissing him lovingly.

The pair drifted off together, safe in each other's arms. The following day, a sense of celebration filled the air of the tribe. The Stallions would all smile knowingly whenever they caught sight of the Chief and his chosen mate, nickering and murmuring to each other before going over to offer their sincere congratulations. The children went out to pick flowers, which they wove into garlands and used to decorate the couple's tent. Croptail, in particular, wove a flower crown which he gave to Garrett with a blushing smile. Silvermane, Blacknose, and some of the other older Stallions, meanwhile, mixed the paints that would be used in the ceremony. Blacknose came to Garrett during a private moment to get the 'certain ingredient' for his batch, while Silvermane mixed his own during his own moment of privacy. Finally, the sun set and the sky darkened, revealing the shining stars above; the eyes of the Stallions' ancestors watching two hearts be joined in matrimony.

Garrett was wearing the flower crown that Croptail had given him and he smiled at Silvermane as they were brought before the entire tribe.

There was a massive bonfire in the center of the village, around which the entire tribe gathered. Silvermane and Garrett moved to the center of the circle, to a large pile of furs which had been laid out near the fire. They kneeled down facing each other, close enough for their breaths to mingle, while Blacknose moved to set the bowls of paint next to the pair; the one Silvermane prepared next to the Stallion, and the one Garrett had prepared next to the human. "Are you ready?" With a tender smile on his face, Silvermane reached down to gently undo Garrett's loincloth. He pulled it away to leave the human nude, held it up high for the watching tribe to see, and then tossed it onto the bonfire; the custom in the tribe, to symbolize the end of Garrett's unmated life and the beginning of their matrimony.

"I am," said Garrett as he undid Silvermane's loincloth and he copied the action by showing his mate's loincloth and also put it in the bonfire.

The watching Stallions nickered and murmured to each other at the sight. The pair, nude in the dancing firelight, facing each other as they lifted up the bowls of paint. After a moment, Silvermane spoke up. "Garrett..." He put his fingers into the paint while looking deep into the human's eyes. "Though you were not born of the tribe, you have proven your heart to be that of a Stallion. That precious heart, which has been offered with open warmth to all the village, is one which has captivated me." He pressed his paint-coated fingers to the center of the human's chest, and began drawing an outward spiral.

"Silvermane, even though we had our differences from when we first met," said Garrett as he drew a storm cloud on the stallion's left pectoral, "You've shown me that there's more to a person than just their outward appearance. You've looked at me like no one else has. You've shown me that the whole world can be filled with miracles both great and small." He then drew the sun on the stallion's right pectoral and then drew a crescent moon with stars in the center of Silvermane's chest.

"You have a fire deep within you, passionate and yet warm." He moved down, painting flames onto Garrett's belly. The he drew a few swirling lines upward to connect the flames with the spiral on the human's chest. "Fire lights the darkness, as your fire has lighted the darkness within my life. It provides safety in the night, as you have provided safety to me. And..." He drew a line across Garrett's torso, and then drew a pair of large and strong trees on either side of the fire. "The ashes of what it consumed before nurture new life. The life I wish to have and to make with you, my beloved mate."

"And your love flows through the lives of many," said Garrett as he drew lines from the tips of Silvermane's fingers all along his entire body down to his hooves, "And you've shown that a leader is judged not by the power of his strength, but by the love of his people." He then drew a few figures all around the moon and stars since the river stripes went down the stallion's sides.

Silvermane smiled and blushed. "There are times when I think the ancestors above have blessed me and the tribe with you, Garrett." He drew a field of stars across the human's forehead, and then down Garrett's shoulders and arms. "I truly believe that their blessing is upon you. And that your love for the people of the tribe will help us to prosper as much as any other blessing from above." With the last of the paint in his bowl, he drew a line of figures up both of Garrett's legs from his ankles to the human's crotch. Finally he set it aside, and looked to the painted human with a proud and loving expression on his face. "I love you, Garrett. Will you accept my mark, and become my mate? Our souls bound from until the very end of time?"

And with the last of his own paint, Garrett drew a small circle over the stallion's heart to match the necklaces he made for both him and Silvermane. "Silvermane, I gladly accept you as my mate and will you accept my mark on you too, if need be, and become my mate? For all eternity?"

"I will, for all eternity." As the watching tribe members began to cheer, Silvermane took Garrett into his arms and drew the human into a slow, deep kiss. Their nude bodies pressed and ground together, the paint smearing and mingling between them; just as their lives, their hearts, and their souls mingled together, and would stay so for the rest of their lives and beyond. Silvermane's hands rubbed up and down Garrett's back, moving down to grasp and knead the human's rump. He pushed his crotch against Garrett's own, letting the human feel the heaviness of his balls and sheath; and the throb of his hardening cock as it pushed out to pulse in the open air. The watching Stallion's nickered at the sight, some of them reaching down to rub the slowly-growing bulges under their own loincloths.

"I love you so much, Silvermane," whispered Garrett as he returned the kiss wrapping his arms around the stallion's neck with his own cock growing hard and grinding against Silvermane's pulsing rod.

"I love you, too, Garrett..." Silvermane moaned as he ground he erection against his mate's while laying Garrett down on his back on the furs. He moved between the human's spread legs, continuing the kiss while running his hands over the human's paint-smeared chest and stomach. He continued to frot the human, his heavy shaft pulsing against Garrett's own erection. "You are so beautiful. Do you see how the sight and smell and feeling of you excite me?"

"Yes, and having you this way turns me on in return," purred Garrett softly as he spread his legs far apart for his mate to have full access to his hole, "And I would be honored to have your foals."

A few of the nearer Stallions who heard those words murmured to each other, smiling. All the tribe now was affected by the sight of the wedded pair consummating their love; a few were rubbing themselves through their loincloths, some had pulled the clothes aside to openly stroke their erections while they watched, and others had turned to a partner to begin their own mating. Silvermane nickered, dipped down, and pressed his nose to the human's winking hole. He sniffed it, slow and deep while nuzzling it and then up into the pit behind the man's balls. He kissed it, slowly and tenderly, and then began to lick it. "I'd be honored to sire my foals with you. I know our sons will be strong, and will be nurtured by your love." He delved his tongue in and out of Garrett's hole, getting it slick and stretched open for their mating."

"Silvermane... about having foals... is there something I must do to become pregnant?" whispered Garrett and he moaned as he felt the stallion rim and eat his hole out.

"Mmmmnn..." The Stallion moaned and continued to eat out his mate for a moment, and then kissed a trail up to Garrett's lips to give him a musk-flavored kiss while positioning himself. "Well, for a normal Stallion male, it just... happens naturally. However, for a human... there is an herb that can be used to make a male fertile like one of your human women. I hope you don't mind, but when Blacknose made the paint I used to mark you..." He smiled. "I requested that some of that herb be added…"

Garrett smiled and thought, "But... didn't some of that paint smear on you too?" he asked softly, but then moaned as he felt Silvermane push the tip of his cock into the entrance of his puckered hole.

Silvermane smiled in return, and winked. "Yes, it did. And while it happens naturally for a Stallion male, that herb can also be used to... boost fertility." He groaned, slowly pushing his cock deeper into Garrett. Deeper. All the way to the hilt. "So if you were to mate me after I finish filling you with my seed, well..." He nickered, and nuzzled Garrett.

"I would love that very much," said Garrett softly, "That way, we'd both wear each other's marks."

"Then it will be done." Silvermane moaned, starting to thrust. "You will take my seed, and I will take yours. Together, we will birth a line of sons who will proudly lead the tribe with the love we will give to them."

"Hold me close," moaned Garrett as he felt Silvermane sit them both up and Garrett kissed the stallion as he bounced himself up and down on the stallion's cock.

Silvermane wrapped his arms tight around the human, bucking up into Garrett's snug passage in a steady rhythm. He could hear the other Stallions of the tribe moaning and panting their own pleasure, and his heart swelled with pride as he listened to the chorus of pleasure rising up around them.

"Cum inside me... I want to breed you just as much as I want you to breed me," whimpered Garrett as he rode that horse cock faster.

Faster. Harder. Deeper. SIlvermane clung tight to Garrett as he pounded into his mate. Finally, his balls drew up in their sack while smacking against the human's rump. Finally, he groaned and pushed in to the hilt. Finally, with a whinny of pleasure, Silvermane came deep inside his lover; spurt after spurt of thick and virile Stallion cum filled Garrett's passage, pumped into the human's fertile depths.

The human moaned, but he was saving his own load for when he got his chance to breed Silvermane in return.

Silvermane panted and gasped and groaned, staying buried for a long moment inside Garrett while nickering and nuzzling his mate. His hands moved down to squeeze and knead the human's rump once more, and then he pressed a kiss to Garrett's lips. "Show them, my love. Show the entire tribe your seed-filled hole."

Garrett slowly stood up and then turned his rump up in the air as the tribe could see the horse cum leaking out. "Now... It's my turn to fill you," whispered Garrett to his mate as he kissed the stallion as the human's cock was leaking pre and he reached around to finger the stallion's tail hole.

"Mmm, yes, it is..." Silvermane snorted in pleasure, hiking his tail up and reaching back to spread himself; both to give Garrett's finger full access to his puffy hole, and to show off the human's digit working in and out of him to the tribe. Then he smiled, laid down on his back, and lifted and spread his legs to present himself for his mate. "Take me, before the eyes of the tribe and the ancestors."

Garrett smiled as he kissed Silvermane's lips and kissed down the stallion's body and even gave his long cock and balls a few licks before going down to rim that tail hole. After a few minutes, the sloppy wet hole was stuffed with Garrett's already hard cock.

"Mmmnn!" The Stallion groaned long and low at being filled once more, and began to pant as his spent cock pulsed on his belly. "Ohhh, Garrett…"

"Wait... I want to try something," said Garrett as he pulled Silvermane up and the human lay down and he hugged the stallion's cock. "Now, ride me, my stallion," moaned the human as he humped up into his mate.

The larger male smiled down to Garrett, beginning to bounce down onto his mate's cock. At first it was a little awkward, the Stallion overly cautious about pushing down to hard, but soon they worked themselves up into a fast and passionate rhythm. "Ohhh, Garrett. This... it feels so good..." His hands caressed Garrett's chest and shoulders as he dipped down into a deep kiss with the human.

"I'm gonna cum," moaned Garrett in the kiss as he stroked that long horse cock in his hands and he put it in between their mouths so they could both lick it together.

Silvermane blushed and moaned, the intimacy of licking his own cock with Garrett--suckling on the head and kissing around it as their tongues danced against each other and the pre-spurting tip--fueled his own growing orgasm. "I am too. Please Garrett... fill me with every drop of your seed."

Garrett kept his mouth on the tip but he placed his hands on Silvermane's hips to drive his own cock home until it sprayed deep inside the stallion's hole and he could feel cum filling his mouth and he gulped down every last bit that came out of Silvermane's cock.

Silvermane nickered, keeping his face close to Garrett's and watching as the human suckled down his load. Caressing Garrett's cheek, and kissing Garrett's temple and forehead and giving the shaft a few licks of his own. Meanwhile, he squeezed his inner walls down on the human's own orgasming cock, grinding his rump on Garrett's crotch as he was filled with his mate's seed.

When Garrett couldn't take anymore horse cum, and his cock had spurted out the last of his seed, he gasped for air and let the rest of Silvermane's cum splatter onto his face.

Silvermane moaned at the sight; and heard moans and sighs of pleasure from around them. He chuckled, looking around to the orgy that had started up around the pair; the Stallion's of the tribe stroking their own cocks, sucking and stroking each other off, and more than a few even mating each other hard and deep as they watched the Chief and his mate. "Mmm... I love you so much, Garrett." He grinned, winked to the human, and then slowly pulled off his mate's softening cock to show off his own cum-filled hole to the tribe.

Garrett was panting and he could hardly stand. Luckily, he felt the stallion pick him up bridal style as the other stallions turned their attention towards them.

Silvermane smiled, nodding to the other tribe members. "Please, continue. Show your love for one another. This is a time of celebration. My mate and I will continue as you raise your voices in the son of pleasure." The Stallion's cheered, pressing kisses to what they could reach of Silvermane's and Garrett's bodies as the Chief passed, carrying Garrett back towards their tent.

When they met with Blacknose, he managed to press a gentle kiss to Garrett's lips. The human blushed but returned the kiss before yawning and nestling into Silvermane's arms. "I think I might need to get cleaned up," he whispered, "I don't suppose you have some place to bathe and swim, do you?"

"We do, yes. It's a little ways from the center of the camp, near the western wall. I'll take you there." He chuckled and nuzzled the human, then gave Garrett a wink and turned to share a slow, deep kiss with Blacknose as well. The other stallion nickered and moaned in pleasure, and then rubbed his cheek against Silvermane's before the Chief began to carry Garrett away from the rocking, bucking, panting and orgasm group of Stallions.

When they were free of the crowd, Garrett sighed as he could hear the sound of trickling water. "That felt... Amazing," he said softly as he hugged Silvermane's neck, "I'll bet your fathers must be proud of you."

"I'm sure they are. And I'm sure that they're looking down upon us and smiling, honored to have you joining the family." Silvermane nuzzled Garrett in return, carrying him closer to the source of that sound. Near the western wall, a large half-tent had been erected over a large natural spring, which flowed into a wide basin that looked like it could fit an entire group of Stallions at once.

When Garrett was lowered in, the water felt warm and soothing. He sighed as he found a ledge to sit on but he stayed close in Silvermane's arms so they could cuddle some more.

The Stallion lowered himself into the water as well, sitting on the ledge and gently pulling Garrett into his lap. He nuzzled the human as the warm water both washed away the paint and smut coating their bodies and soothed the soreness that had settled into them. "Mmm... it seemed that the rest of the tribe enjoyed 'looking upon you' as well..." He chuckled, and tipped the human a wink while pressing a kiss to Garrett's lips.

"Do you think so?" asked Garrett, "And to be honest, I was kind of turned on by a few of them too. Is... Is that wrong?" He looked up at his mate with innocent eyes.

"Not at all." The stallion smiled to Garrett, stroking the human's cheek. "Sex is often shared between tribe members as a way to connect with one another. It helps to build bonds between the warriors, it helps to keep the peace between members of the tribe, and..." He blushed. "It is often a Chief's job to use to ensure the rest of the tribe is happy." He kissed Garrett. "Though we are mated, my love, there is no expectation of staying exclusive as you would in a human marriage. You have my blessing to be turned on by any of the other Stallions who catch your eye. In fact..." He hummed, and then smiled. "Yes... it is about time for that, I think, since…"

"Since what?" asked Garrett tilting his head feeling confused.

"Well..." The Stallion hemmed and hawwed playfully, his hands stroking Garrett's chest and belly. "Since you've joined the tribe, it only makes sense that you'd need to go through the manhood ritual, to establish yourself as a Stallion and tribesman. Right?"

"Oh... That makes sense," said Garrett, "What do I have to do?"

"You have to meet with every member of the tribe. Learn who they are. Form a bond with them..." Silvermane chuckled and bounced Garrett in his lap; his thick, plump sheath ground against the cleft of Garrett's rump. "And you must take their seed."

"Well, that sounds easy enough," said Garrett, "And I would be honored to know the tribe better."

"And I know that every Stallion in the tribe would be honored to know you better, as well." Silvermane smiled and let out a soft laugh again. "You can begin as soon as you like tomorrow." The night passed, the pair sleeping comfortably in each other's arms. And when dawn broke, it was finally time…

Garrett woke when there was someone slipping into the water. He peaked out of the chief's tent and he could see Swifthoof removing his loincloth and slipping into the water. He smiled and softly got up and walked over to the pool. "Morning," he said softly as he approached.

"Hm?" The grey-maned stallion looked up, and smiled to Garrett in greeting. "Ah, good morning young one." His massive body, still well-sculpted and brimming with bulky muscle even in his advanced age, was on full display as he settled into the warm water. "Care to join me for a nice morning soak?"

"Don't mind if I do," said Garrett as he removed his loincloth and swam over to the old horse, "So, how're you this morning?"

"As fine as I can be." Swifthoof let out a soft chuckle, watching the human strip down and swim over to him. "That celebration last night was something." He tipped Garrett a wink and nickered.

"And did you have a mate to share it with? I noticed all the stallions were getting greatly involved," said Garrett as he snuggled up to the old stallion.

Swifthoof wrapped his arm around Garrett, gently holding the human against his side. "Not a mate, no. He passed on to join the ancestors a few seasons ago. But I can still keep up with the colts, you don't need to worry about that." He let out a soft laugh, reaching down to fondle himself; the large, grey-speckled sheath and heavy low-hangers between his thighs. "And there are still plenty in the tribe who know how to treat their elders."

"I'm sorry to hear that you lost your lover," said Garrett, "How did you two meet? What was he like?"

Swifthoof shook his head. "He died peacefully in his sleep. The ancestors decreed that it was his time, that's all. And I know that he's looking down and watching over me." The older stallion let out a soft sigh, and then chuckled. "As for how we met, well, that's quite the long story. He was actually part of another tribe to the West, one which our tribe did regular trading with. I am... or rather, I was, when I was younger... the fastest Stallion in the camp, and could easily make the trip as fast as possible. I would often even make my way ahead of the rest of the group, spending some time with the guards of the other camp as I waited for them to catch up. That was how I met with my dear Clefthoof…"

"I'd like to hear more about your love story if that's okay," said Garrett as he hugged the bigger stallion and settled into his lap.

The older stallion nickered and snorted, nuzzling Garrett while letting the human crawl into his lap. His arms wrapped around Garrett as he hummed. "Well, as you could probably tell from the name, Clefthoof was born with a cleft in his hoof. This made it... very difficult for him to walk. He was put on guard duty because his tribe felt like wouldn't be good for anything else..." Swifthoof snorted, as though he was still incensed about that after all this time. "He was often the one that I would spend the most time with. He loved to listen to the stories of my travels, everything I had seen on the way between our camps..." He lost himself in reminiscence for a moment, smiling softly.

"And when did he join your tribe?" asked Garrett wanting to hear more.

Swifthoof sighed. "Years ago, his tribe was attacked by human raiders. They overran the camp, burning it down. Most of the tribe fled to the North, but... Clefthoof was left behind. It had to be the will of the ancestors that I reached the camp in time for me to save him, and bring him back to the trading party."

"That's so sad," said Garrett, "What happened to his tribe? Where are they now?"

"They were able to reestablish themselves far to the North. As for Clefthoof, I carried him on my back to the tribe, and he ended up being welcomed to stay." He blushed. "Honestly, I enjoyed taking him out on hikes through the plains, carrying him on my back and showing him the world he'd been unable to explore for so long. A few months later, we... became wedded mates." His smile returned for a moment, and then he sighed. "And then... the human raiders attacked here as well. Many fine stallions were taken, including the current Chief's fathers…"

"You took Silvermane in as your son after that, didn't you?" asked Garrett softly, "I've always wondered who raised him after.... that."

Swifthoof smiled, and this time it stayed. "We did indeed. It was an honor to raise such a fine, upstanding colt, despite the circumstances. And Clefthoof and I were happy to give him all the love and support that his fathers no longer could." He looked down to Garrett, stroking the human's cheek. "And now, so many years later... it makes me so happy to see him find a mate who stirs his heart the way Clefthoof stirred mine."

"I sure wish I could've met Clefthoof," sighed Garrett as he rested his head on Swifthoof's chest and hugged the older stallion while lightly kissing his chest.

Ever gentle kiss made the older Stallion nicker quietly, and sent a pulse through the massive sheath pressed into the cleft of Garrett's rump. "I know for certain he would have loved you." He nuzzled the crown of Garrett's head, gently stroking up and down the human's back.

"Really?" asked Garrett looking up at the old horse and felt Swifthoof cup his cheek and kiss the human lovingly.

Slow. Soft. Gentle, his tongue caressing the human's lips. He pulled back and nodded. "Really." His smile grew a bit teasing as he winked. "And I know that he'd have loved watching our foster son mating an adorable little male like you." There was a blush blooming on his cheeks as he let out another nicker. "...Perhaps more than just watch…"

Garrett smiled as he returned the kiss now straddling Swifthoof's lap and letting the old stallion take control of him. Whatever he wanted, Garrett would do it.

His hands moved down to knead and squeeze Garrett's rump, his hands so strong and yet gentle as they worked over the soft cheeks. He nickered and shifted his hips unitl his sheath was pressed against the human's shaft. "Would you have liked it if... Daddy Swifthoof and Daddy Clefthoof... joined in on your mating, boy? Taking our son... our sons... into our arms and our bed?"

"I would love that more than anything... Daddy Swifthoof," said Garrett softly as his own cock was growing hard and poking the stallion's belly.

"Mmmm..." The Stallion moaned, reaching down between them to gently grip Garrett's cock with one hand. Squeezing. Pumping the growing erection. Rubbing his thumb pad over the leaking tip. He own cock was growing longer and harder as well, pushing up between them as his free hand dug a finger into Garrett's cleft to tease his hole. "Would you like to nurse on Daddy's nipple while he takes care of you, boy?" He blushed harder. "Silvermane always loved to do so when I and my mate would... welcome him into our bed."

"I do," said Garrett as he leaned down to suck and nurse on the stallion's nipple. He moaned as he felt Swifthoof start to finger the boy's hole and his cock was throbbing under him.

"Mmm... ohhh..." The stallion let out more soft moans and sighs as the human's lips wrapped around the puffy nipple crowning one of his pecs. His finger, meanwhile, worked in and out deep into Garrett's hole before being joined by a second. The two fingers scissored apart, stretching the passage open and teasing those tender inner walls.

It wasn't long till Garrett found himself lifted up and laid down on the ground near the ledge and he moaned when he felt Swifthoof rim him good and deep. "Oh... Daddy," he moaned to the horse as he felt one of the stallion's hands caress his face and he sucked long and hard on one of Swifhoof's fingers.

"Mmm... that's it. Moan for Daddy, boy..." The Stallion groaned long and low as he pushed his tongue deep into Garrett, swirling it around and delving in and out. He continued wriggling his finger in Garrett's mouth, encouraging the human to keep suckling until he was finished eating the smaller male out. Finally he stood, moving to position his--thick, fat, long and still-virile erection--at Garrett's entrance.

Garrett moaned and panted as he looked up at Swifthoof. "I love you, Daddy Swifthoof," he whimpered as he reached up his hands wanting to hug the old horse.

Swifthoof nickered, pushing down to take Garrett into his arms and hold him close and tight. Meanwhile, his cock pushed deep into the human. Long and thick, stretching him out just like Silvermane always did. It slid in to the hilt comfortably, pulsing within the human as they embraced. "Mmf, you're making Daddy blush, boy." He smiled, and nuzzled Garrett. "Love you, too."

The human moaned as he let Swifthoof hump away at his hole as the medial ring on the stallion's cock was rubbing Garrett's prostate bringing him closer to climax.

Panting. Gasping. Thrusting harder and faster, his hips slamming into Garrett's rump; but at the same time, Garrett could feel the gentle, tender warmth with which Swifthoof was holding him. Practically rocking the human in his arms as he worked himself to a whinnying orgasm within the younger male.

The moment he felt Swifthoof cum inside, Garrett cried out as he came all over himself and he kissed the stallion lovingly.

"Mmm... that was amazing." The older Stallion smiled, holding Garrett in his arms. When the two recovered from their orgasms, he helped the human to rinse off and clean up. "A very good way to start the day."

"I'm glad I could help," said Garrett softly as he kissed Swifthoof. Later, Garrett was walking around when he saw Pinknose prepping himself up for a hunt. "Pinknose!" called Garrett as he came up, "Can you take me hunting with you? I'd like to learn how in case I'm on my own and... Well, you know…"

"Oh, Garrett!" The Bay smiled, nickering to the human. "Sure, sure! Just getting the last of my supplies." He slung his pack onto his back, along with his quiver, and then took his bow in hand. "Always good to be prepared, yep. Come along, we're going to the south a bit."

"Okay," said Garrett and after he kissed his mate good bye, he got on an extra mount provided for him and he rode off with Pinknose in the lead.

The two made their way through the plains, the Bay making sure to keep an eye on Garrett as they road. Finally they reached a large forest, and Pinknose pulled his mount up and dismounted at the edge of it. "We'll go further on hoof. Er, foot." He glanced down to the human's feet, and his ear flicked as he tied up his mount.

"Alright," said Garrett as he tied his mount up as well and followed close behind. No sooner had they not gone more than a few yards in when something swooped down and picked Garrett up and set him down on a tree branch. "Hey!" grunted Garrett, "What're you doing?"

"Don't worry, boy." The man who'd grabbed Garrett gave the younger man a grin. "We'll get you out of that Savage's clutches." A few more men jumped out of the underbrush, training their rifles on Pinknose. The Stallion whinnied as his eyes widened, looking around him and up to Garrett.

"Look, buster," snapped Garrett, "I don't know who you think you are, but that is my friend down there."

"Friend?" The man snorted. "Please, those Savages don't know the meaning of the word. Take it from me... Kevin the Kid! ...And his gang." The other men grumbled a bit, one or two of them rolling their eyes, while keeping their guns on Pinknose.

Garrett scoffed. "Never heard of him," he said but just as Kevin was climbing down and about to take the first shot, Garrett used the same vine to swing down, kick Kevin into a stump, did an air summersault and landed on his feet. "Man that guy was getting on my nerves," panted Garrett. One of the men aimed his gun at the human, but Garrett back flipped his way over and karate chopped the rifle out of the man's hand and he did a back swing at one from behind and he did an air split at two thugs coming from both sides. The last one lunged at him, but Garrett gave a flying kick knocking him out. Then he casually walked over to Pinknose, stepping on Kevin the Kid's groin on the way over. "Are you okay?" he asked the bay.

"Wha... wha..." Pinknose looked from the groaning humans, to Garrett, and back again. "That was amazing! How did you do that?"

"Well, when you live in a house full of brothers, you pick up a thing or two," said Garrett and he looked the stallion over, "Did they hurt you?" Kevin was groaning awake again but then Garrett gave a kick to the Kid's head knocking him out again.

"They didn't, no. They freaked me out a little... especially that Kevin guy..." He glanced to said outlaw, and nickered. "But I'm fine. Are you okay?" He looked Garrett over.

"Yeah, I'm more than fine," he said, "Actually, I've never felt better. Shall we get going before they wake up?"

"Let's. Though I'm not sure we'll have any luck. I'm sure with those guys tromping through the forest, all the game's probably long gone by now." The Bay let out a soft sigh.

"Well, maybe we can tie them up right here and leave them for the local authorities... And I think I know just how to humiliate them further," chuckled Garrett. Later, Kevin and his men found themselves tied up to a tree and completely naked. "Thank you gentlemen for giving us your food and horses," said Garrett as he and Pinknose had turned their horses loose with all the men's clothes attached to their saddles. "Let's go home, Pinknose," said the human as he rejoined his equine companion.

"Let's." Leaving Kevin the Kid and his gang behind, the group of humans yelling obscenities at them, the pair made their way back to their tied-up mounts. "Well, this was a wash. You want to just ride for a bit before heading back?"

Garrett chuckled. "Sure," he said, "But even though we didn't find any game, at least we got to play around with those thugs, right?"

"We did, yeah. And now I know not to mess with you." Pinknose chuckled and tipped Garrett a wink. once he'd gotten back onto his mount.

"Pinknose, I was wondering, what was your first hunt like?" he asked hoping to lead to a one-on-one mating with his bay friend.

"My first hunt, huh?" The Stallion hummed, looking upward as he thought. "Well, did you ever wonder why I've got a pink nose?" He chuckled, tapping the end of his snout.

"Well... Sort of," said Garrett, "I thought it was a special mark you were born with. Something that gave you your extra charm. Why?"

"Extra charm, huh?" He tipped the human a wink. "Well, thank you very much. But no, it's actually, well, a scar..." He let out another chuckle, this one rueful. "My first hunt, I was way too young and full of a need to prove myself, two things that make for a very-not-good combination. There were rumors of a cougar in the area menacing the game, and I thought that I'd take a shot at taking it down. You know, prove myself to the tribe." He nickered. "So there I am, stalking the cougar through the plains, not realizing that it's managed to give me the slip and get around behind me. A hear a rustle to my left, turn, and come face to face with a mouthful of teeth…"

"That's terrible. How did you survive?" asked Garrett as they stopped and dismounted at a small stream so as to let their mounts rest and drink. Both Garrett and Pinknose sat down next to each other and the human listened as the stallion told him all about it.

"By being very quick, and very lucky." Pinknose settled in next to the human. "Jumped back just in time to get its paw right across my nose, instead of getting my whole head taken off. And just when it was about to pounce, Chief Silvermane rode up and put an arrow right in its eye. Needless to say, I didn't get the glory." He let out another chuckle.

"Pinknose... Did you have another name before the one you call yourself today?" asked Garrett as he snuggled up to the bay stallion's side and felt Pinknose wrap an arm around the human's shoulder.

"I did, yeah. Used to have a diamond-shaped mark right here, so I went by Diamond." He tapped the top of his snout. "...For obvious reasons, that doesn't really work anymore."

"Wait, you mean 'Diamond' or 'Diamondnose'?" asked Garrett feeling confused, "Either way, at least you're still alive."

The Stallion nickered and nuzzled the human's temple. "Don't worry about it too much. Either way, like you said, I'm still alive and kicking. And much smarter than I used to be."

"Well, aside from that, how did you meet your mate... You do have a mate, don't you?" asked Garrett.

"Uh, well..." The Stallion ran a hand through his mane. "I'm still working on that. Got a few I've got my eye on, though. Just gotta get around to finding the right moment to ask them."

"Really? Which ones?" asked Garrett, "I mean, love always comes to us when we least expect it. Believe me, I should know."

"Yup." The Stallion let out a soft laugh, rubbing his hand on Garrett's shoulder and giving the human a wink. Then he hummed. "Let's see... there's Stripeshin and Redtail in the warriors. Also been taking peeks at Whiteleg ever since he completed his manhood trial. And, well..." He blushed. "There's old Sparkhoof, too, but…"

"Sparkhoof?" asked Garrett trying hard not to laugh, "Where'd he get a name like that?"

"Well, back when he was a young, dumb colt, he somehow managed to start a prairie fire by kicking a boulder." Pinknose let out a soft laugh, shaking his head. "Like father like son, I guess."

Garrett chuckled with Pinknose. "Sounds like you two might have a lot in common," said the human, "Did you ever grow up with him, or was there someone else you were close to?"

"Yeah, you could say I grew up with him. He's the one Stallion I've been closest with, ever since I was a foal." The Stallion's expression softened into a warm, blushing smile. "He never had a mate, either, so I've really been thinking about, you know, him and me together. But, you know, taking that step with the male who raised you might be a bit awkward."

"Well, I don't know about that," said Garrett, "I mean, people might say that a human and a stallion being mates is awkward, but hey, here we are. Me and Silvermane are happy. And I say you should never be afraid to follow your heart."

Pinknose laughed, ruffling Garrett's hair. "You know, you're right. That's an awfully Chief-like thing to say, Garrett." He smiled, and nodded. "Thanks for the words of wisdom and encouragement. I... think that might've been the push I needed to ask him. When we get back to the camp, I'll tell him about my feelings for him."

"That's good," said Garrett, "Shall we head on back or would you like to stay out here for a while?"

"Let's stay out here a bit longer." Pinknose nickered, and nuzzled the human again. "I get the feeling you didn't want to tag along with me just to hear my sob story past and talk about my love life…"

"Well... I did want to hear it," said Garrett, "And I also wanted to get closer to you too."

"Well then... you don't mind if I get comfy then, do you...?" With a grin, the Stallion reached down with the hand that wasn't stroking and kneading Garrett's shoulder. He scratched himself casually, and then pulled his loincloth aside to bare the fat ballsack and plump sheath underneath to the human.

Garrett smiled as he gently cupped those big balls, but he kissed the bay's lips first to show how much he really cared for Pinknose.

The Bay let out a quiet nicker, spreading his legs to give Garrett full access to his balls while pressing into that soft kiss. He pulled the human firmer against his side, into a half-embrace as the two began to work their tongues together; Pinknose's pushing into Garrett's mouth, and then the man's following the Stallion's wriggling oral muscle into the larger male's own maw.

"Mmmm..." moaned Garrett as his hard cock was pressing against Pinknose's thigh and the human straddled the bay so that he was on his lap to give him a full, loving hug.

The Stallion moaned and sighed, wrapping his arms around the human as their malehoods frotted together. Garrett's smooth, pulsing, hardening length, and the large and thick and flat-headed shaft that was rising from Pinknose's sheath. The ground against each other, the two males' ballsacks touching and rubbing against one another while Pinknose bucked up against the human straddling his lap.

"Breed me, Pinknose," moaned Garrett softly, "I hope you make Sparkhoof feel the way I'm feeling for you... Love."

"Mmm... I hope so, too. I... really, really hope so." The Bay moaned and sighed as he reached down to spread Garrett's ass with his gripping, kneading hands. Working a few fingers into the human. Snorting and then nickering as he felt the slight gape of it, and the evidence of the mating Swifthoof had given to the human. "Mmmf... already nice and prepped for me, huh?" He chuckled, and nuzzled Garrett's cheek and temple.

"It's a long story," said Garrett blushing, but somehow, the bay stallion already knew what the human was going through and more than happy to oblige.

"Hey, don't be embarrassed. It's something all the Stallions in the tribe go through when they become men. I certainly remember my time taking every dick in the tribe one after another..." He chuckled, and gave Garrett a soft kiss. He turned to lay Garret down on his back, grabbing the human's ankles to lift and spread his legs while the Stallion ground hi crotch onto the human's own.

"Just out of curiosity, how many males are there in the tribe? I've already been with Swifthoof," said the human and sighed, "Sure wish there was something I could to help him so he won't be lonely." He moaned when he felt Pinknose push his cock in and the cum from earlier made an excellent lubricant.

"Mmm... I think there's about thirty of us all together. So... you're gonna have your work cut out for you." He nickered and moaned as he pushed into Garrett to the hilt; the slickness of the loads already in him, the stretching Swifthoof had given him, and the experience Garret had gained from letting Silvermane breed him all combined to make it easy for Pinknose to push right into the human's depths.

"30? You mean all adults?" asked Garrett surprised. But he moaned as he felt Pinknose was humping faster and getting closer. "Oh! Yeah! Breed me!"

"Yup, 30 adults, give or take." The Stallion laughed softly, stroking up and down Garrett's sides as he humped. Thrusted. Slammed his crotch against the human's rump, and slammed his fat cock home inside the human's clenching passage. "Mmmngh... You alright with that? You wanna feel all 30 big old Stallion dicks blowing their loads inside you?" He panted, beginning to sweat as he grew closer.

"I guess I'll have to do a group mating... Mmph!... with the couples," moaned Garrett as he felt close to climax.

"Mmmn... yeah, that's what I did... save a bit of time, and get double the dick..." Panting. Gasping. Groaning as he trailed off; thinking about his own manhood ritual, and asking Sparkhoof to be his mate, and all about the adorable human gasping and bucking underneath him. Pinknose finally whinnied as he slammed home for the last time, pumping his seed into Garrett's hole.

Garrett cried out and he moaned as he hugged Pinknose and came all over himself the second time that day. "I love you, Brother Pinknose," panted Garrett kissing the bay above him.

"Mmmmnn... Love you too, Garrett. You adorable little human, you." Pinknose chuckled, ruffling Garrett's hair before pulling him into a hug and slow, deep kiss. The two laid together for a few minutes, just enjoying their afterglow and each other's company while Pinknose's cock softened inside of Garrett. When it finally slipped out the two parted and got dressed, and then prepared to make their way back to the camp. "Hey, Garrett? I was thinking... You need to check Sparkhoof off the list of males you take a load from anyway, right?" The Bay blushed. "You mind... tagging along and offering moral support while I... propose to him?"

"I would love to," said Garrett smiling and hugged the bay. Later, after they returned from the ride, Garrett joined Pinknose in looking for Sparkhoof.

Pinknose lead the human through the camp toward the tents, nodding in greeting and nickering to the other Stallions milling about. They finally came to one particular tent, and Pinknose nodded to the human before leading him inside. "Hey, I'm home...!" "Ah, Pinknose! There you are, boy!" The Stallion who turned to greet the pair was massive; black-furred, hulking, and absolutely bulging with musculature all over. And he was also completely nude, his gargantuan malehood on full display; larger even than Silvermane's or Swifthoofs, Garrett could help noticing. Pinknose nickered as he moved to embrace the older stallion, the pair sharing a quick nuzzle before Sparkhoof nodded to Garrett. "And you're the Chief's mate, Garrett. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Well... I was wondering if you could tell me more about yourself and what life was like for you growing up," said Garrett, "And also, Pinknose wanted to ask you something." He nudged the bay forward with an encouraging wink.

"Oh?" Sparkhoof blinked, looking between the two younger males. He nickered and then nodded, gesturing toward the fire. "Well alright, then, come sit and make yourself comfortable. There's honestly not much to me to tell, but I'd be glad to entertain you for a while." He laughed, low and rumbling, and led Garrett and Pinknose over to sit down.

"Go on," whispered Garrett nudging Pinknose, "Ask him." He hoped this was what the bay needed to have the courage to tell his father how he really felt.

"Alright..." Pinknose took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and then scooted over to sit right next to his father. He looked up to the larger, older male, and set a hand on Sparkhoof's knee. "Well, Dad... it's... about the time for me to find a mate..." Sparkhoof snorted and nodded. "Yes, you are getting to be that age. You have anyone in mind yet, son?" Pinknose blushed, nickered, and looked down. "A couple, but there's one male I always keep coming back to..." "Oh?" Sparkhoof set a hand on Pinknose's back, stroking up and down gently. "Well now, wanna share who the lucky Stallion is?" "Well..." Pinknose moaned softly, biting his lip. "You... you've never... taken a mate for yourself. So I was thinking... you and I... could..." Sparkhoof blinked. He nickered. A blush began to show through the dark fur of his cheeks. "Son... am I hearing you right? You... want to be mated with me...?" "Yes, dad. More than anything else in the world."

Garrett smiled and had his fingers crossed as he watched for the answer to come.

Sparkhoof watched, silent, as Pinknose's hand slid up his thigh to his crotch. The younger Stallion cupped and fondled his father's balls, teased the older male's sheath with his fingers, and then slid his palm up the firm ridges of his stomach. Up to his chest. "Dad... you're the most handsome male in the tribe to me. Looking at you... smelling your scent filling our tent... feeling your body as we lay together... All of it stirs me in ways that no other Stallion ever could." With a blush, he pulled his loincloth away to show his father just how much he was 'stirred'; his cock, fully out of his sheath, pulsing to eager erection for the older male. "I love you. I've been in love with you for so long. And I want to mate with you. To... make a family with you." "Ohhhh, son..." Finally, Sparkhoof gave his answer; he pulled the younger male into a firm embrace, cupped Pinknose's cheek, and gave him a soft and gentle kiss. "I love you, too. I won't lie and say that the thought hasn't crossed my mind before as well. So... if you would have me, then I'd gladly be both your father, and your mate."

Garrett smiled as he watched father and son finally admit their love to each other.

The two kissed again, slowly and deeply. Passionately. Pinknose's hand moving back down to his father's crotch, and Sparkhoof reaching down to slowly pump his son's erection. "Mmm..." Sparkhoof nickered and nuzzled Pinknose. "I love you, son." He then looked to Garrett, and chuckled. "I'm guessing we have the Chief's mate's blessing for our union?"

"Well... Something like that," said Garrett blushing, "But you must've been mated to someone in order to have Pinknose. What was he like? How did you first meet?"

Sparkhoof let out a sigh. "Well, that's... a bit of a long story. Why don't you come sit in my lap with Pinknose here while I tell it?" He patted his lap, giving the human a warm smile while holding his son in a one-armed embrace.

Garrett smiled as he settled himself in Sparkhoof's lap and he felt like the big, black horse was like a second father next to Swifthoof.

Indeed, the massive stallion's gaze, hand, and smile were warm and paternal as he stroked Garrett's shoulder and held the human against his chest. Pinknose cuddled up on his father's other side, clinging to the older man while nuzzling into his neck. The pair shared a slow, deep kiss, and then Sparkhoof began his tale. "So, way back in my youth, I used to be a bit of a troublemaker. Kind of like a certain other Stallion I know." He chuckled and grinned to Pinknose, and then cleared his throat and continued. "So, a little after my manhood ceremony, I got it into my head that I would strike out on my own to prove myself. Show the tribe that I wasn't just a troublemaker, but that I could take care of my own self. So I packed up a set of provisions, mounted up with my bow and quiver on my back, and set out into the plains on a personal expedition." Red bloomed under the black fur of his snout as he let out a sheepish chuckle. "Well, just my luck, it didn't exactly work out. First I stumbled onto a group of human outlaws who thought they'd take me on to see how strong we Stallions really are. They ended up overpowering me, and stole my mount and all my provisions. No biggie, I escaped with my life, my bow, and my arrow, so I could hoof it while hunting for my next few meals." "Well, my eyes ended up way, way bigger than my stomach. I found a nice herd of bison, but didn't anticipate them stampeding while I tried to pick off one of the biggest ones in the heard. Got tossed around a bit, nothing too bad, but my bow got busted to smithereens." "And of course, that night, a storm blew in."

"Did you say... human outlaws?" asked Garrett looking to Pinknose, "Funny you should mention that since me and your son ran into some on the hunt. They thought I was being kidnapped but in the end, I was the one who beat them up. Me and Pinknose took their mounts, the weapons... and their clothes." They both chuckled. "But please, continue," said the human.

"Well hey, you two fared much better than me." The older Stallion laughed, and the younger grin grinned and blushed. "Well, it was mostly Garrett here who took care of them." Pinknose nodded to the human, nickering and patting Garrett's knee. "But yeah, what happened?" "Well, I did my best to wander through the storm, trying to find shelter. Eventually managed to get under a shelf of rock to at least get out of it. So there I am, soaking wet, tired and beat up, and ready to just collapse. I curl up to lick my wounds, when all of a sudden someone else rushes in out of the storm, too." He looked down to Pinknose, and chuckled. "A bay, not even a loincloth on him."

Garrett felt his cock growing hard just from the thought but he stayed quiet so Sparkhoof could finish his story.

"Well, after a bit of a panic between us both, we managed to settle down and tell each other our stories. His was a lot like mine; he'd been out hunting, and had run into those human outlaws as well. They'd been a lot rougher with him which was why he was worse off. We commiserated a bit, huddled up under that shelf of rock, and... well, one thing led to another..." "The two of you fucked?" Sparkhoof laughed and nodded at Pinknose's question. "Yes, boy. We fucked, long and hard. We were both wet and shivering cold, and with the rain there wasn't any way to start a fire. It was the only way we could keep warm." Pinknose gulped, looking down at his hooves. "Was it... just that?" Sparkhoof nuzzled his son's temple. "He and I had a lot in common. We didn't just jump into bed together... I like to think there was at least a little bit of a spark between us."

"Well, where is he now?" asked Garrett softly, hoping that this meant Sparkhoof might have the chance to have two mates if the other bay was out there alive.

"When morning broke, we went our separate ways. I didn't catch what tribe he was from, but believe me, I've been asking around about him to all the trading parties we send out." Sparkhoof let out a soft, rueful chuckle. "Didn't even realize he'd given me a little bundle of joy. If I could find him, I... I like to think he'd love you just as much as I do, son." He nuzzled and nickered to Pinknose, who nuzzled him in return. "That's why you never took a mate. You... you were waiting to find him." "Yeah..." Sparkhoof stoked Pinknose, cheek. "But that doesn't make me want you any less, son. You've been a light in my life for the whole of yours."

"Well, either way, I hope you two live a long and happy life... And maybe if your other father comes along, the duo can become a trio," said Garrett when they suddenly heard a hustle and bustle outside.

"Now what's going on out there?" Sparkhoof gently lifted the two of of himself, and then stood and stretched. He made his way over to grab his loincloth, pulling it on, and then took a look out of the tent towards the center of the camp. A large crowd of Stallions had gathered around a horse leading a group of very-familiar-looking to Garrett and Pinknose mounts. And when Sparkhoof caught sight of the Stallion--a Bay with dark-chesnut fur, his eyes widened. "It... it can't be…"

"Sparkhoof? Is that who I think it is?" asked Garrett as the bay looked over to the side and gasped when he saw the big Friesian stallion. They slowly approached each other and hugged tightly.

"After all this time..." Sparkhoof clung to the Bay, nickering quietly. "I... I never thought I'd see you again, Stripe..." "I never thought I'd see you Spark. I've been kicking myself for all these years for letting you go..." The Bay nickered in return, nuzzling Sparkhoof's temple and cheek. "The fresian chuckled, taking the Bay by the hand. "I've got someone I'd like you to meet." He led the Bay over to Garrett and Pinknose, grinning. "Stripe, this... this is our son, Pinknose. Pinknose, I'd like you to meet Stripenose, your sire."

Garrett stayed on the sidelines to see how this turned out and he was happy to see the two bays embrace each other.

"A son... me, having a son." Stripenose laughed in joy, ruffling Pinknose's mane. "You look good, Pinknose. I'm so happy to be able to meet you." "I am, too." Pinknose smiled up to the older Bay, a blush coming to his cheeks. "So... are you going to stay for a while...?" "I was in the area, and found those mount wandering around." He nodded to the feral horses. "I just wanted to find and return them to their riders, but... if you'd want me to stick around for a bit..." "You can stay as long as you like." Sparkhoof moved up to sling an arm over each of the Bays' shoulders. He looked between his son and Stripenose, and snorted softly. "We, uh... actually have some stuff to talk about?" "Fun stuff, I hope?" Pinknose looked between his two fathers, blushed, and nickered as he nuzzled into the fresian's and older Bay's chests in turn. "I think it just might be."

Garrett looked outside, looked at the mounts and burst out laughing. "These are the same mounts that belonged to those outlaws... And their clothes are still here," he guffawed making Pinknose chuckle as well.

"Outlaws, huh...?" Stripenose and Sparkhoof shared a long and lingering glance, and then the older bay laughed quietly. "Well then, I guess we can count that as a gift for your tribe, then, Spark." "Indeed." The fresian laughed as well, patting Stripenose of the back. "Come, come, let's head back inside and talk."

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself," said the human, "I'm Garrett, Silvermane's mate."

Stripenose nodded, and shook Garrett's hand with a smile. "It's good to meet you, as well. Been a long while since I've seen a human up close and personal." "Yeah, Garrett here's married into the tribe, to the Chief himself. And, well..." Pinknose grinned to the two older stallions. "He's in the middle of doing his manhood ritual, so..." "I see, so that's why you brought him by." Sparkhoof chuckled and ruffled Garrett's hair.

The human blushed as he felt the Friesian ruffle his hair up. "I hope you and Stripenose won't mind sharing me, do you?" he said bashfully.

"I wouldn't mind it at all." The fresian let out a soft and reassuring nicker, then looked to Stripenose. "What say you? You alright with, uh... sharing?" "More than alright with it." Stripenose nodded with a grin. Off to the side, Pinknose perked up and nickered at that; a little hopeful that Garrett wasn't all the--large, muscular, and very attractive--older Bay who'd sired him didn't mind sharing. "Good. That's good." Sparkhoof caught his son's eye, grinned, and winked. "So then... shall we?" "Is, uh..." Stripenose looked to his and the fresian's son as well. "Are you gonna be joining in too... son?" "I already had my turn with Garrett." Pinknose chuckled and blushed. "But, well... if you'd like me to... stay with you and Dad..." Pinknose held his breath. Sparkhoof held his breath. Stripenose nickered, moved forward, and... nuzzled the younger bay. "I... think I'd like that, yeah."

Garrett smiled and then he kissed Sparkhoof tenderly on the lips before they both proceeded to making it deep and passionate.

Sparkhoof took Garrett into his arms, embracing the human as their tongues danced between their locked jaws. The pair heard a low, muffled moan, and glanced over to see that Stripenose and Pinknose's nuzzling had progressed into a deep, passionate kiss of their own. The fresian chuckled, smiling at the pair. "Just met and already eager to get intimate, huh? You haven't changed a bit, Stripe." The older Bay chuckled, grinning to the fresian as he stroked their son's back and shoulders. "Well, I figured I might as well make up for lost time, right?"

"Couldn't be more perfect," said Garrett in agreement as he kissed Sparkhoof again and then kissed down his broad chest to suck on one of his nipples.

"Mmmf..." Sparkhoof gasped and groaned softly, stroking Garrett's head while watching as Stripenose moved into another kiss with Pinknose. The younger bay's hands moved up under his sire's loincloth, fondling and rubbing the balls that had given birth to him, and Stripenose nickered in delight while reaching around to grope the younger Bay's ass.

"Would you like to taste your son's seed inside me?" asked Garrett softly as he felt the Friesian's cock growing hard under him.

"Yes. I would." The fresian moaned as he pulled his loincloth off once more, exposing his package to the watching human. So large. So virile. Pulsing and throbbing as it hardened. "Lay down and lift your legs. Show me that hole Pinknose bred full of his seed."

Garrett smiled as he lay on his back, and he pulled his legs back far apart to show his leaking hole was dripping a few drops of left over cum.

"There we go. That's a good boy." Smiling and reaching to rub and caress Garrett's stomach, Sparkhoof dipped down to take a slow and deep sniff of the human's hole. The human's musk, and his son's cum; the smell fueled the throbbing in his erection, making it begin to pulse and dribble as he started lapping up the drops of seed leaking from that gaping entrance.

"Oh... Sparkhoof," whimpered Garrett as his own cock was throbbing and leaking pre.

The fresian's long, thick tongue pushed into Garrett's hole, slurping up the load within it. He guzzled it down, moaning and swallowing, and then pulled up to give the human's balls and cock a few lick while grinning. "Mm... you like that, boy?"

"Ye-Yes," stammered Garrett as he panted and moaned from the sensation he was experiencing, "Please... Breed me, Sparkhoof."

"You want just me?" The fresian winked, and then looked to Stripenose with a tender nicker. "...Or would you like to try ridin' two ponies at once?"

"Well... I don't know if I would fit," said Garret blushing, "I've never tried taking two before... Will you help me?"

"I will. Don't you worry." Sparkhoof murmured tenderly to the human, and dipped down into another deep kiss with him. Meanwhile, he reached down to slip one, and then two, and finally three fingers into Garrett's passage; working them in and out, and spreading them to stretch the human's inner walls.

Garrett gasped and hugged Sparkhoof feeling himself shiver from the pressure but he does his best to relax and his comforted by one of the stallion's hands stroking his back.

As Sparkhoof stretched Garrett out, Pinknose and Stripenose wandered over to join them. The younger Bay lay down next to the human, snuggling up next to him and nuzzling into the man's neck while stroking his chest. The older Bay, meanwhile, nuzzled Garrett's temple before moving into a threeway kiss with the human and his son.

"I... I think I'm ready," panted Garrett as he kissed the two bays and he felt Sparkhoof leaning down to suck on the boy's cock to keep him aroused.

"Mmm... you ready too, Spark?" The older bay grinned, moving to position himself. Laying down on Garrett's other side, and lining his erection up with the human's hole. "I am." Sparkhoof positioned himself as well, grinning and nickering and kissing the Bay. Their cocks ground together as they pushed into Garret as one.

The human moaned and gasped as he felt stretched to the max, but he felt both Sparkhoof and Stripnose taking turns kissing him in order to keep his mind off the intense burning in his hole. Soon, pain turns to pleasure.

The two stayed still inside the human, giving him time to adjust to the sheer combined girth of their massive cocks. Finally, when Garrett's whimpering turned into moans of pleasure and delight, they began to slowly and gently begin rocking in and out of him.

"That feels so good," moaned Garrett as he kissed Sparkhoof deeply and felt Stripenose hug him from behind.

From off to the side, Pinknose watched with a low moan and nicker. He was fondling his own spent balls and lazily-pulsing cock, blushing at the sight of his fathers rutting the human at the same time. "Mmm... wish I was in your position, Garrett..." "Oh?" Stripenose grinned, winking to the younger Bay. "Is that so? Do you want both your fathers to mate you, son?" "More than anything..." Pinknose nickered, gazing with passionate lust and love at his estranged sire and his father. Sparkhoof nickered, kissing Stripenose slow and deep. "Would you want that? To be my mate... and our son's...?" The older Bay's whinny of pleasure as his cock throbbed inside of Garret was answer enough.

"Guys... I'm... I'm gonna cum!" whimpered Garrett as the heated moment was making the humping go faster.

"Mmm, do it. Cum for us, boy." "Yeah, show us how much you love it." "Go on, Garrett. Cum for my dads..." All three Stallions nickered and nuzzled the human, sharing kisses with him and with each other as they groaned and panted and sighed in sexual bliss. The older pair hilted inside the human, groaning as they began to empty both their full ballsacks into the man.

Garrett whimpered and as he felt the humping made him cum without so much as touching his own cock and it splattered between him and Sparkhoof.

The two Stallions' rocking and thrusting slowed to a halt, the pair hilting inside of Garrett with soft moans and sighs. Sparkhoof smiled, and pressed a kiss to Garrett's forehead. "That was amazing…"

"It... It sure was," panted Garrett as he felt Stripenose nuzzling the human affectionately.

"Mmmm... well, this is some welcome to the tribe. Get to help a human with his manhood ritual, and gained a son and a pair of mates all in one day..." Stripenose chuckled and winked to the human, then kissed Sparkhoof and Pinknose slow and deep in turn.

Being worn out from the mating, Garrett decided to lay down and rest with Sparkhoof and Stripenose. Even Pinknose joined in the cuddle. It was the end of day one for Garrett and later, after having both cocks slip out of his passage, and very loving kisses from Pinknose's new family, the human made his way back to Silvermane to tell him all about.

The Stallion grinned as he held his mate in his arms, stroking up and down Garrett's back and rump while listening to the human's tale. He didn't hide the way his own erection rose and stiffened under his loincloth, rubbing against his mate's hip and belly as he slowly rocked and humped. "Mmm, I see. You've had quite the long day, my love." He chuckled, nickered, and nuzzled the human's temple when Garrett finished.

"Well, my favorite part was when I saved Pinknose from... Kevin the Kid," chuckled Garrett as he tried to make himself act like the airhead outlaw and managed to make the chief of the tribe laugh.

"Mmm, indeed! I'm glad that he didn't give you much trouble." He kissed Garrett slow and deep. "Mmm... I'll have to tell the warriors to keep an eye out, in case he decides to try making trouble closer to the tribe camp."

"Actually, me and Pinknose took care of him by tying him and his gang to a tree and setting their mounts free... with their clothes attached to the saddles," chuckled Garrett, "The same mounts that Stripnose brought in today."

"I see, I see." Silvermane let out another soft chuckle, stroking through the human's hair. "Well then, hopefully they've learned their lesson, then!"

"Let's hope so, otherwise, I'll give them another karate lesson they'll never forget," chuckled Garrett and he yawned as he fell asleep in the stallion's arms.

"Mm... I know you will." Silvermane nuzzled his sleeping mate, whispering softly and lovingly. "Rest well, my love. You've got a big day ahead of you tomorrow, too." He chuckled, and then down to sleep as well while holding Garrett in his arms.

The next morning, after breakfast, Garrett was happy to see Croptail come and visit him. His teddy bear was falling apart, but thanks to the clothes he got from Kevin the Kid and his gang, he's able to patch it up. "So, Croptail, do you know where your fathers are?" he asked.

"Uh-huh." The foal giggled as he snuggled with his teddy bear, beaming up to Garrett in gratitude. "They said they're gonna be in their tent all day. Actually, they wanted me to ask if you'd wanna go over after you finished patching up Softbelly."

"Well, I would be honored to," said Garrett as he held Croptail's hoof, "Lead the way."

The foal blushed as he held onto Garrett's hand, smiling and gently tugging him along through the camp. They made their way to the tent, and Croptail paused outside. "They said that they want me to go play with Blacksock and Wheatmane while they breed you, but…"

"Have fun," said Garrett giving Croptail a hug and watched a the little foal skipped happily down the way to his friends. He opened the flap and smiled. "Hello, boys," he said in a seductive tone.

Blacknose beamed and nickered out a greeting to Garrett. He was splayed on the furpile that served as his and his mate's bed; his mate, a large dappled Stallion by the name of Spotback, was tending to the fire. "Well hello there, Garrett..." Blacknose was completely nude, his cock already pushing out of his sheath to pulse on his thigh. Spotback looked over to give the human a welcoming smile as well. "Well, hello. Come in and make yourself at home."

"Thank you," said Garrett as he lay next to Blacknose and curled up into his arms, "Croptail said he was playing with his friends and I fixed Soft Belly for him."

"Good good." Spotback let out a soft chuckle as he finished tending to the fire. While Blacknose nuzzled the crown of Garrett's head and held the human in his arms, the dappled Stallion removed his own loincloth and moved to join them. "While he's getting close to the age we'll need to start teaching him about mating, he's still a little too young to be around for it." He let out a soft laugh. "Mmm, yeah. Though he was probably disappointed he wouldn't be able to stick around while we have you over." Blacknose grinned and winked to the human. "The boy's developed a bit of a crush on you, but you didn't hear that from me."

"Oh, does he now?" asked Garrett, "So, which one of you gave birth to him?"

Spotback chuckled. "That'd be me. Blacknose was a lot more active in the warriors at the time, so we didn't want him to have to be out of commission during the pregnancy."

"Just how exactly did you two meet? And did you grow up together? I'd like to learn more about your stories," said Garrett full of fascination.

"We did, yes. There's... honestly not much to tell, but we grew up in the tribe camp together." Blacknose nodded in agreement with his mate, nickering and nuzzling the dappled Stallion. "Spotback and I were pretty much inseparable friends since childhood. Even among the other children in the tribe at the time, we were always together. We'd even beg to stay over at each other's family tents during the night. And when the time came for us to choose a mate, there was no doubt in either our or our fathers' minds that we'd choose each other."

"Can you describe the night you asked Spotback? You know, act it out for me?" asked Garrett hoping the stallions would give him a special performance.

The two of them shared a look, a grin, and a soft kiss as they chuckled. "Well of course, we'd be happy to." The nuzzled the human, nickering quietly to him, and gently lay him down on the furs as they got up. "I'd just finished warrior training, and so I was hot and sweaty from the day." Blacknose stood, stretching and flexing. "I went to the baths, and found Spotback there waiting for me." The dappled Stallion shrugged and smiled. "I knew that he'd want some time to relax and soak, and I knew that I wanted to spend the time with him." "See, Spotback here had planned a nice, intimate encounter between us, so that he could ask me to be his mate." "What I didn't know, though, was that Blacknose here was planning on asking me as soon as he could." Spotback chuckled, looking up to the other Stallion from a sitting position on the floor and holding his arms out to welcome Blacknose into them."

Garrett watched as he removed his loincloth to slowly stroke his cock as he watched the performance.

Blacknose eagerly moved into Spotback's embrace, the two nickering and murmuring to each other as though they were settling into the steamy waters of the baths together. They sat side-by-side, the two of them resting against each other for a long moment. "I started out asking Blacknose if he'd like me to wash his back. Perhaps rub it down for him." "Mmm... there's nothing like Spotback's hands massaging you after a long day of training…"

"Really? Think you can give me a massage session?" asked Garrett hoping to find out about these miraculous hands of Spotback.

Spotback smiled, nodding as he stroked up and down Blacknose's back. "Well, of course! I'm happy to offer to anyone who needs it."

Garrett smiled and he lay on his stomach as he watched Spotback stroll over along with Blacknose, who was more than happy to offer the human loving kisses.

Loving kisses and pets on the head, gentle and tender and keeping Garrett relaxed as Spotback began to work on the human. Kneading his shoulders. Down to his shoulderblades. Digging his thumbs into the musculature.

Garrett moaned and sighed. "Oh! I really needed this," he sighed as he felt his back feel much better than before.

"Mm, I can tell. You've got a couple nasty knots back here..." There was a soft grunt, and then Spotback began to knead a tightened bit of muscle Garrett hadn't even noticed before. Easing it to relaxation. The feeling spreading through Garrett's back. "Don't worry. Just let old Spotback take care of you…"

"Even my hard on?" joked Garrett as he felt his cock grow hard from the work Spotback was doing.

Spotback nickered as his hands moved down to the small of Garrett's back. "Ohhh, yes. I'll make sure to take care of every single inch of you."

Garrett smiled and then he felt Spotback slowly turn him over and they kissed deeply with the human wrapping his arms around the spotted stallion.

Spotback moaned into the kiss, one arm moving around Garrett's back to support him while his other hand wrapped around the human's cock. Stroking it. Squeezing. Pumping it.

The human moaned as he kept his arms around the stallion and he felt Blacknose snuggle his way in and got in on the kissing.

The other Stallion laying beside the human, laying his cock across Garrett's thigh as stroking his stomach while the pair kissed. Then he and Spotback kissed, and then the trio shared a passionate, tongue-wrangling three-way kiss.

"Tell me... What was it like when Croptail was born?" whispered Garrett, "I just hope I get to share the same joy when me and Silvermane have our child."

"Mmmm... it was a little painful, but childbirth always is." Spotback's voice was soft and soothing. He nuzzled his mate, and smiled. "But having Blacknose by my side made it so much easier. And when we finally held our foal in our arms..." He and his mate shared a long, lingering, loving look, and then he nuzzled Garrett. "I'm sure that you and Silvermane will experience it together when you have a child of your own.

"I sure hope so," said Garrett softly and he moaned when he felt Blacknose finger the human's hole.

"Mmm... I think you might be ready for it. Your hole feels much like Spotback's did on the night we conceived Croptail. Hot, and wet, and needy..." He let out a playful chuckle as he worked one, then two, and finally three fingers into the human to the hilt, rocking them in and out of that squeezing passage.

"I want both of you in me," moaned Garrett, "I took both Sparkhoof and Stripnose at the same time last night... I want to feel both of you inside."

The pair nickered, and crooned, and nuzzled and kissed the human in turn. They moved to position themselves, Blacknose turning Garrett a little onto his side to press into him from behind, while Spotback hooked the human's leg over his shoulder to make room for himself. The pair ground their cocks together while pressing their blunted, flat tips against the human's eager hole. "You ready, boy?" Spotback smiled to Garrett.

"Always," said Garrett softly and he felt Spotback kiss him deeply as both stallions pushed their cocks in slowly and gently.

Deep. Deeper. Giving Gerrett time to adjust around their combined girths, and then deeper; all the way to the hilt, their balls pressing together while their malehoods throbbed in that tight passage. "Ohhh, Garrett... so tight..." "Mmmn..." Blacknose nickered and moaned in agreement with Spotback, kissing Garrett's throat as he and his mate began to thrust in an alternating rhythm into the human.

"So... Good!" moaned Garrett as his cock was throbbing and dribbling pre, "Feel like I'm almost ready to cum…"

"Mmmmm... do it. Cum for us, boy." Blacknose nuzzled into Garrett's temple, while his mate kissed the human slow and deep. Their thrusting grew faster. Harder. Frotting their cocks together while driving both shaft deep into the human's eager backside. Their roiling balls drew up as they, too, grew close to filling Garrett with their seed.

Garrett whimpered and moaned and the moment he felt his insides fill up, it triggered his climax and his cum splattered between him and Spotback.

The trio bucked and rocked together, panting and gasping and enjoying the moment of their completion. Then they settled down on the furs together, groaning and kissing and nuzzling each other while sharing their afterglow.

"That was... Good," panted Garrett as he snuggled in between the couple.

"Mmm, it was..." Blacknose nuzzled Garrett while he and his mate shared a smile with the human, holding him between them and gently stroking his body. A little while later, once he had cleaned up and said goodbye to the pair of mates, Garrett caught sight of Thunderhoof preparing a pair of mounts near one of the outer walls of the camp.

"Hi, Thunderhoof," called Garrett as he came up to the clydesdale, "Going somewhere?"

"Oh, Garrett!" The Clydesdale nickered, giving the human a nod and a smile. "Just getting ready to do a trading run with one of our allies. Tribe to the Southwest."

"Can I come too?" asked Garrett, "I've always wondered what another tribe is like."

"Oh! Uh, sure!" Thunderhoof let out a quiet rumble of laughter. "Honestly, it's probably gonna be pretty boring. But if you want to tag along, I don't see why not."

"Thanks," said Garrett, "So, which mount do I get?" He looked around to see that two of them had the tradable goods loaded on their backs.

"Well..." The Clydesdale chuckled. "Usually for trading runs, the mounts just carry the goods and we gallop with them. Since you wanna come along, though... how about you hop up on my back?"

"Sure... But, you think you can keep carrying me all the way there?" asked Garrett, "Isn't it far?"

"Don't you worry." The Clydesdale nickered and gave the human a wink. "There's a reason they call me 'Thunderhoof'. Now, hop on!" He turned and kneeled down, welcoming Garrett to crawl up onto his back.

"Okay," said Garrett as he crawled onto the stallion's back and hugged his neck. He could feel Thunderhoof's back muscles against his chest.

With one hand, Thunderhoof took the mounts' reins into his grip. With the other, he took hold of Garrett's leg to make sure the human was secure on his back. He bounced a couple times to be sure, nickered, and then craned his neck to grin to Garrett. "Alright... hold on!" With that, he led the the mounts out of the camp at a light trot. As they moved further and further away from the camp, that trot became a gallop.

Garrett chuckled and held on finding the experience fun as he held on to the clydesdale. "This is fun!" he called as the wind was whipping through the stallion's mane.

Thunderhoof laughed, enjoying the feeling of the human clinging to his back as he galloped along. The pair continued down the trail together, unknowing that a certain outlaw was lying in wait.

Garrett felt Thunderhoof slow down suddenly, and then the human looked up and groaned. "Oh no," he muttered, "Not that loser again."

"Yes!" The outlaw was standing in the middle of the path, fists on his hips. He seemed to have found a change of clothes at least. "It is I, Kevin the Kid! And his gang!" The others moved in, surrounding Garrett and Thunderhoof. The Clydesdale looked around, keeping a firm hand on the mounts' reins to keep them calm. "Friends of yours, Garrett…?"

"He's the guy I kicked in the head the other day," whispered Garrett, "Keep him talking... I have an idea."

Thunderhoof nodded. Then he stood up and snorted. "Sorry, never heard of you. We were just passing by this way, so if you don't mind, we'll be going now." "Oh no you won't!" Kevin scowled, beginning to stalk forward. "I have a bone to pick with that... that pest! And as for you, Savage... Well, that boy took our mounts, so we'll be taking yours. As re... recom... um..." "...Recompense?" One of his underlings called out. "Yes, that!"

"You forgot that I also took your clothes," said Garrett as he jumped over Thunderhoof's head and landed a flying kick into Kevin's face with a “HIYA!"

“GAH NOT THE FACE!" Keven was sent stumbling backwards, landing on his back and clutching at his face. "That's it!" The gang glowered, rushing forward at Garrett in an attempt to overwhelm the man. Thunderhoof let out a worried snort, stepping forward, but…

Garrett managed to karate chop, kick, punch, and sweep kick the gang making them fall over and he stood at a ready fighting stance. Kevin seemed ready to take Garrett on, but it seemed he was the only one standing. "We're turning ourselves in!" called on gang member. "Good luck looting these guys on your own, Kevin!" called another.

"Hey! Y'all get back here!" He started to run after his fleeing goons, but took the time to turn around and glare at Garrett. "This isn't over!"

But Garrett punched Kevin in the face and tied him up with the outlaw's own clothes again. "It is over," he said, "And I think I know just what to do with you. Thunderhoof? How much do you think we'll get for offering the southern tribe a pet?"

"A pet...?!" The outlaw looked between Garrett and Thunderhoof, growing horror on his face. "No, no! Let me go! I'll leave y'all alone, I swear it!" "Be quiet." Thunderhoof let out a snort, looking over the tied up man. "Well, that depends, really. We'll have to see if he's even up for the job." With a smirk on his face, Thunderhoof kneeled down next to the man; and completely without ceremony, he tugged one of the outlaw's boots off, then the other. "Come on..." Kevin looked to Garrett, gulping and pleading. "You don't have to do this, really!" He groaned and squirmed as the Stallion pulled his shirt off, baring Kevin's upper body, and then tugged the outlaw's fly open before pulling his jeans and skivvies down and off together. Kevin tried to push his thighs together, but couldn't hide the nice, shaven dick he was sporting, nor the compact muscles of his chest, arms, and legs. "Hmm..." Thunderhoof looked the blushing, grunting, groaning outlaw over with an appraising eye. "Well, he might just do after all. Although, there's really only one way to check…

"Now that I just have to be a part of," said Garrett as he knelt down to finger Kevin's hole.

"Ghh! What're you doin'!? Stop that!" The outlaw began to thrash as much as his bindings would allow him, his cheeks burning with embarrassment as Garrett's finger probed into his tight, clenching hole. Thunderhoof, meanwhile, nickered in approval. He grasped Kevin's bound ankles, lifting the outlaw's legs--pushing him onto his back and curling his lower body over him--to give Garrett a better angle with which to get at Kevin's pucker. "You got the right idea, Garrett. How tight is he?"

"Pretty tight," said Garrett, "Not enough room for an equine cock just yet... But, he's about my size and you can use me for the momentum," he said winking at the clydesdale and he looked down at Kevin, "Don't worry. It'll sting a little at first but once you get used to it, you'll be begging for more. Take it from someone who knows."

The outlaw whimpered, shaking his head; but as Garrett's digit worked in and out of his passage, Kevin's cock began to twitch and plump up. Not quite growing hard, but at least getting there.

"Looks like he might need to smell some stallion musk," said Garrett, "Thunderhoof? Care to give him a whiff?"

Thunderhoof nickered, low and quiet, and pulled his loincloth off to bare his own erection; it was massive, the biggest Stallion cock that Garrett had seen so far. And even from a bit away, he could smell the rich, virile scent wafting off of the twitching flesh as if his nose was pressed right into the dankest crannies at the base of that pillar of malehood. Kevin's eyes widened, and he stared in horror as the Clydesdale moved to press his crotch to the outlaw's face. The human squirmed, trying to hold his breath against the assault of Thunderhoof's musk, but it was no use; he finally took a breath, and let out a deep moan as his cock shot to full erection.

Garrett came over to Thunderhoof and he kissed the Clydesdale lovingly and deeply with their tongues rubbing each other.

"Mmmf..." Thunderhoof embraced Garrett, holding the human close and tight and stroking the man's back as they kissed. Kevin huffed and rolled his eyes, taking the opportunity to try and escape; but it was no use, the knots Garrett had tight were too tight. He could only grunt, and wait for the two to turn their attention back to him.

"How about you blow him while I deal with his lips?" whispered Garrett to the stallion winking.

Thunderhoof grinned and nodded. "Now that sounds like a good idea to me." He moved down Kevin's body, stroking and petting the outlaw's trembling stomach. "You just relax, alright?" "W-what are you going to do...?" "I'm going to make you feel good, human boy." The Stallion nickered, and then nuzzled into the outlaw's crotch. Took a deep sniff of the human's own--slightly sweaty--musk. Rubbed his snout and nose along the length of Kevin's good-sized cock and over the human's pert, plump balls.

Garrett smiled. "I think Thunderhoof likes you," he said as he kissed Kevin and he felt the other human give way to the kissing. He was expecting some resistance but oddly enough, he felt the outlaw give way.

"Nnnngh..." Kevin moaned, at first only not resisting as Garrett's tongue delved into his mouth. And then the younger man felt the outlaw start responding; his tongue flicking against Garrett's and his lips pressing a bit more firmly against the other man's. He didn't answer Garrett's speculation, but he did start to buck his hips a bit as Thunderhoof latched onto the outlaws cock and began to bob.

"Eager are we?" purred Garrett, "I told you it would feel good. Now, how about you get me ready for you? Suck my cock." He held his exposed, hard cock to Kevin and slapped the side against the other male's cheek.

"Guh..." The outlaw blushed, ducking his head. "I've... never done stuff like this before..." "Mmm..." Thunderhoof hummed as he deepthroated the outlaw's cock, and Kevin gasped and moaned while his toes curled in delight. "Haaah... there's nothing to it. Just savor the taste of it. The smell." He chuckled, and flicked his tongue on the head of the throbbing cock in his grip. "I know you loved the smell of mine, and it's not that different." "Nngh. I... guess..." Kevin kept his gaze downcast as he began to lick at Garrett's cock. Slowly. Tentatively. Not being able to hide the soft moans as he dragged his tongue along the length. "There we go, boy. That's it."

"Oh, that feels good," moaned Garrett as Kevin put his mouth onto the dominant male's cock and Garrett was moaning as he felt the outlaw do the work.

"There you go, good boy. You're a natural." Thunderhoof continued to encourage Kevin in his deep, rumbling voice, stroking the man's chest and belly as Kevin worked into a rhythm of bobbing and sucking. "Mm... might need to just keep you for myself." He pressed a kiss to Kevin's inner thighs, suckled on the human's ballsack, and then began to suck and lick and lap all over the man's throbbing cock once more. "Suck your tasty little dick all I want, and maybe get you to the point where you can take my fat Stallion malehood. You want that, human boy?" The outlaw groaned and moaned and whimpered; that wasn't a 'no'.

Garrett removed his cock to give Kevin a breather and a good view of the clydesdale to let him see what he was doing.

"Mmmf... fuck..." Kevin panted and gasped, and then gulped as he looked from Garrett to the Clydesdale. The hot flush remained on his face as he slowly reached down; when his hand settled in Thunderhoof's mane, the Stallion nickered and glanced up to him with a tender look. "Y'all... really like, uh... that, do ya...?" "Mm...haaah..." Thunderhoof pulled off, grinning as he gave the human's cock a few teasing strokes with his fingertips. "What do you mean by 'that', hm?" "Well, uh... like... doin' stuff." He gulped, glancing to Garrett again and then ducking his head. "With... men."

"Well, it's a way of staying close and building up a strong relationship," said Garrett as he snuggled up to Thunderhoof, "You may not believe this, Kevin, but I'm actually mated to Thunderhoof's chief."

"Mated?" The outlaw looked confused. "What you would call 'married'." The Stallion snorted softly, wrapping an arm around Garrett and nuzzling the human's temple. "I too, am mated, though as Garrett said sex is a way for all the Stallions in the tribe to build strong, lasting bonds with each other. In fact..." He looked down to Garrett, and grinned. "I've been catching whiffs of your breeding hole since we left the camp, boy. Been looking for an opportunity to lay you down, get your legs up, and put my nose right up in your backside." He nickered, and pressed a slow and lingering kiss to the man's lips. Kevin blushed and ducked his head once more at the open display of affection; although his cock continued to pulse and dribble.

"Then what's stopping you?" asked Garrett as he turned around and lifted his rear up in front of the stallion and moaned as he felt Thunderhoof rim him.

"Mmmnnn..." Lapping. Licking. Pressing his nose to the tender, puckered ring, and sniffing slow and deep. The Clydesdale groaned in pleasure, his cock dribbling and leaking as he enjoyed the scent and flavor of Garrett's ass. His thick tongue delved into the passage, swirling around and prodding at the inner walls. "Fuck..." Kevin groaned, pressing his thighs together around his own throbbing cock. He blushed. He moaned. He let out a soft whimper while watching the Stallion eating out Garrett's hole. He gulped, his mouth opening and closing, and then he let out a side. "Can... can I... can you do... uh…"

"Well of course we can do a threesome," said Garrett as he crawled over Kevin and kissed him, "Just relax and leave the rest to us."

Kevin blushed even harder at the kiss; and then whimpered and moaned when Thunderhoof untied him, and pulled the former outlaw into a tender hug and slow, deep kiss of his own. "That's right. You just let Garrett and ol' Thunderhoof take care of you, boy." "Okay." He gulped. "You, uh. You wanna... get a whiff of, uh..." "Do I wanna get a whiff of your hole, boy?" Thunderhoof nickered, stroking Kevin's belly and chest. "Do I want to take a deep old sniff of your backside. Taste it before Garrett here breaks it in?" He chuckled. Then he gently put Kevin on his hands and knees. "Get to sucking Garrett's cock properly, boy. I'll get your breeding hole prepped in the meantime. With a groan that belied his earlier reluctance, Kevin obeyed; he pushed down into Garrett's crotch, sniffing and snuffling and licking the other man's cock, while Thunderhoof pushed his snout into the former outlaw's spread cleft to rim him slow and deep.

Garrett moaned as he caressed Kevin's head and he leaned down to kiss Thunderhoof before the clydesdale set to work.

Licking. Lapping. Slurping. Delving his tongue in and out of that tight, virginal hole; indeed Thunderhoof could tell that Kevin hadn't done anything with another man before. However, that didn't diminish the former outlaw's enthusiasm as he bobbed and licked and sucked on Garrett's cock.

"I... I think he's ready," moaned Garrett panting as he felt close to climax, "And so am I."

"Mmm, so am I." Thunderhoof nickered, and then laid down on his back. He pulled Kevin over, laying the man facedown on his chest. He grasped the former outlaw's ass, groping and squeezing and spreading it to bare that tight, winking hole. "Come on, Garrett. Welcome the newest member of the tribe with a good, hard breeding."

Garrett smiled as he crawled over Kevin and pushed his cock in all the way before pulling out half way and pushing back in again slowly and he moaned when he felt Thunderhoof enter his hole too.

The Stallion bucked upwards, sliding his cock in and out of Garrett's far-more-experienced hole while the younger man took Kevin's virginity. The former outlaw whimpered and buried his face in the Stallion's pillowy chest, grinding his own pulsing member on the horse's stomach.

Garrett leaned over Kevin's shoulder to kiss Thunderhoof lovingly and felt the stallion hump up into the young man, which in turn thrusted into Kevin.

"Ohh... nnngh!" Bucking and rocking, the former outlaw didn't last long before his cock erupted all over Thunderhoof. The pleasure made his passage clamp and squeeze down on Garrett's own cock as it thrusted into the now-tighter passage.

Garrett grunted as he felt the squeeze and he came deep inside Kevin and he moaned when he felt Thunderhoof's cum overflowing inside him too.

The three groaned and panted and keened in pleasure, grinding against each other before collapsing into a sated, panting heap. "Mm..." Thunderhoof nickered, nuzzled Kevin's temple, and pressed a kiss to the crown of his head. "Welcome to the tribe, boy."

"It'll be nice to have another human in the tribe," said Garrett softly as he hugged Kevin, "Sorry about the karate chops I gave you."

"Eh. Sorry about harassing you." Kevin hugged the other man in return, the pair settling against the Clydesdale as he watched them with a warm smile.

"So... Shall we continue on to the Southern Tribe?" asked Garrett looking at Thunderhoof, "And maybe we can provide Kevin a loincloth since he's now one of us?"

We can, yes." The Clydesdale nodded, standing with a soft grunt, and moved over to rifle through the packs on one of the mounts' backs. Kevin stood as well, blushing as he cupped a hand over his crotch, and then nodded his thanks to the Stallion while taking the loincloth Thunderhoof offered him.

"Now, you're a part of the tribe. Thunderhoof? Do you and your mate have any sons?" asked Garrett turning to the Clydesdale.

Thunderhoof let out a soft, sheepish laugh. "We do not. We've been trying for a while, but it's just never worked out." "Well..." Kevin, his face flushed, stepped in closer to the Clydesdale. "If you're gonna be keeping me for yourself, then... maybe... you know..." Thunderhoof nickered, stroking the crown of the former outlaw's head. "You wanna be my and my mate's son, boy?" Kevin ducked his head, the blush on his face saying everything.

"I think that's a wonderful idea," said Garrett, "Tell me Kevin, where are your real parents?" But he saw the sad look on Kevin's face and the other male figured out the worst.

"Gone. Long gone." He shrugged. "Gang came through back when I was younger, and burned the homestead down. I'm... I was the only one left..." Thunderhoof nickered, and pulled Kevin into a firm and gentle hug.

"I'm sorry," said Garrett, "But I'm sure you'll know plenty of love with the tribe from now on."

"Heh, if y'all two are any indication." The human buried his face in Thunderhoof's chest for a moment, letting the Stallion hug him, and then gently pulled away. "So! Guess we better get goin' before we burn any more daylight, hm?" "Yes." Thunderhoof chuckled, then looked between the two humans. "Hm... I may be strong, but I don't think I can fit the both of you on my back."

"That's okay," said Garrett, "I've been meaning to stretch my legs anyway."

Thunderhoof nodded with a chuckle. Once Kevin was safely up on his back, he took hold of the mounts' reins once more. "If we go at a trot, we should make it to the Southern Tribe about late afternoon. You ready?"

"Ready," said Garrett as he was hopping up and down getting himself prepared.

Thunderhoof nodded, and the group set off. Kevin clung to the Stallion's back, bouncing along with his new family member's bouncing, while Garrett ran along with the Stallion.

Soon, they arrived at the southern tribe right on time. "Phew!" panted Garrett, "That... That wasn't so bad."

"Indeed! Good on you for keeping pace!" Thunderhoof allowed Kevin down to stand on his own two feet, clapped Garrett on the back with a warm smile, and then turned to the pair of Southern Tribe Stallions who were trotting up to the trading party. "Greetings! I come bearing gifts and goods for trade." "You are welcome, Thunderhoof." The Stallion to the left--a Piebald with a large blotch on his chest that almost looked like an eagle with its wings spread--nodded to the Clydesdale. He glanced to the humans, and nickered quietly. "You and your companions."

Garrett smiled as he felt welcomed already. After many hours of negotiating ant trading, Garrett and Kevin were allowed to ride the mounts.

Thunderhoof waved to the two beforesetting out towards home, leading the mounts that Garrett and Kevin were riding. "A very good day of trading, all things considered. And we should get back to the camp right around dusk."

Garrett was smiling and when they got back, Thunderhoof led the two humans to his tent to meet his mate.

"Blackmane?" He led the way into the tent. "Blackie? I'm back!" "Thunderhoof! Welcome home!" The black-maned stallion stood from his place beside the fire, swiping his hands on his thighs and then moving forward to pull the Clydesdale into a deep kiss. "How'd it go?" "Really good. Met up with Garrett, and he tagged along. And..." He smiled, gesturing for Kevin to step forward. "We met someone I really want you to meet, too." Kevin ducked his head shyly, every trace of his bravado gone. "Hi..." "Aw, he's a little cutie!" Blackmane chuckled. "I'm Blackmane. Good to meet you, uh...?" "Kevin." The former outlaw nodded and shook the Stallion's hand. "I was, uh... found... out on the range by Thunderhoof and Garrett here."

"It's a long story," said Garrett and offered a hand to Blackmane, "I'm Garrett by the way."

"Yeah, I know you. Watched the ceremony when you and Silvermane got hitched." He smiled, shaking Garrett's hand as well; and giving the human a flirtatious wink. "It's really good to finally meet you properly!"

"Likewise I'm sure," said Garrett blushing and looked down to see Blackmane was sporting an erection.

He was, of course, naked, as all Stallions usually went in their homes. He wasn't nearly as massive as Thunderhoof, and may have been a bit outshined by Silvermane, but his cock was still very respectable. Long, and thick, and dribbling with every pulse of the massive baton of a shaft. Blackmane chuckled, and then gestured to the fire. "Come in and sit down. Make yourselves at home. I'm guessing if Thunderhoof brought you in, you'll be wanting to stay a while." "Mmhm." Thunderhoof set a hand on Kevin's shoulder, giving the human a gentle nuzzle. "A long while, in Kevin's case. But yeah, Garrett wanted to come over and meet'cha."

"Thunderhoof offered to adopt Kevin," said Garrett, "And I was wondering how you and Thunderhoof first met."

"Really...?" Blackmane looked from Thunderhoof to Kevin and back again, nickering. "Thunderhoof..." "Blackie... he doesn't have anywhere else to go. He..." He looked to Kevin, who gave him a small nod. "He lost his parents long ago. So I thought we..." Blackmane let out another nicker. He smiled. He pulled Kevin into a tender, tight hug and snuffled into the crown of the human's head. "Well then... welcome to the family, Kevin." The group settled down around the fire, Kevin sitting between Thunderhoof and Blackmane. Garrett, meanwhile, leaned against the black-maned Stallion with the larger man's arm around his shoulder. "So, you want to know how me and Thunderhoof met, do you…?"

"Yes, please... From the beginning," he added.

"Well, I think our story's like a lot of others in the tribe. We grew up together, started out as friends, eventually became lovers. Got married, and started our life together." Thunderhoof nickered, nuzzling Blackmane. "That's not really all of it, babe. You can tell him." "Alright, alright." Blackmane chuckled. "You see, back when he was younger, Thunderhoof was a little bit of an outcast because of his size. He was big, and hulking, and honestly a bit scary even as a foal." "Yeah." Thunderhoof let out a chuckle, brushing a hand through his mane. "I... didn't have many friends. Any friends. At least, till Blackie decided to give me a chance." "And I'm glad I did." Blackmane smiled, and pulled his mate into a slow and deep kiss. "Even back then you were kindest, sweetest, gentlest male I've ever met."

"He certainly is," said Garrett as he came up to give the Clydesdale a similar kiss and offered another one to Blackmane.

Blackmane smiled, and dipped down into a slow, deep, soft kiss with the human as well. His hands stroked up and down Garrett's back as their tongues danced between their locked lips.

Meanwhile, Thunderhoof was doing the same with Kevin and Garrett found himself being laid down upon a bed of furs with Blackmane holding him close.

Blackmane smiled the human, nickering and nuzzling the human's throat and chest. "Mmm... so... you and Thunderhoof have fun on your trading run together?" He grinned, giving the human a knowing wink.

"Yeah... He already bred me on the way there when I was breeding Kevin," said Garrett softly.

"Mmmm... you mind... showing me?" The black-maned stallion blushed, nickering as his erection throbbed. "Let me see his cum filling up your breeding hole? Maybe... let me clean it out for you?"

Garrett smiled as he removed his loincloth and he revealed his hole with some of Thunderhoof's cum dripping out.

"Mmm, nice..." Blackmane smiled, groaning in pleasure as he gently helped Garrett lift and splay his legs. The Stallion then moved down, nuzzling into the human's taint before takinga slow, deep sniff of the human's gaping and cum-filled hole. "Mmm... you smell really good... and not just cuz it's my mate's seed filling you up." He chuckled, and tipped Garrett a wink before beginning to lick, and slurp, and delve his tongue into the man's hole to eat him out.

The human moaned as he felt Blackmane eat his hole out and it was making his cock throb and leak pre.

In and out, and swirling all around the tender inner walls. Blackmane's tongue was eager and ravenous as he ate Garrett's ass out. Every drop of cum, and every bit of musk--both the human's and Thunderhoof's--was eagerly gulped down by the stallion. At last he pulled free, panting and gasping. "Can I breed you, Garrett?"

"Yes, you may," panted Garrett as he turned to kiss the stallion softly.

The Stallion deepened the kiss as he positioned himself. Pressed his cockhead to Garrett's entrance, and rubbed all over it to smear the ring with his pre. Then he began to push in, slowly and gently, until he was hilted inside of Garrett.

"Oh, Blackmane... Kiss me," moaned Garrett as he felt the stallion's arms wrap around him.

And Blackmane did, groaning with bliss into it as he began to rock in and out of Garrett. In and out, working himself into a slow and steady rhythm. In and out, his balls pounding on the human's backside as his cock sank deep into the man's passage again and again. "Ohhhh, Daddy...!" That was Kevin, over to the side. He was on his back, legs lifted and splayed, and was whimpering in bliss as Thunderhoof ate him out. The former outlaw's cock throbbed and spurted all over his belly with every flick and lick and delve of the Clydesdale's thick tongue.

"Oh, breed me, Blackmane," moaned Garrett, "I'm getting close." He hugged the tall stallion above him and they kissed deeply.

In and out. In and out. In, rocking his hips and grinding his ballsack on the human's rump, and then out. Blackmane groaned and sighed and nickered, panting in time with the thrusting and pounding of his erection into Garrett's backside. He could feel himself growing closer and closer as well, and finally whinnied as he hilted and filled the human with his seed.

Garrett moaned as he felt himself fill up with Blackmane's cum and it was so great that he started cumming hands free in between them.

"Mmm!" Blackmane pressed his belly against Garrett's spurting erection, letting the human cum between them as they both groaned in bliss. They heard a whinny and orgasmic cry from Thunderhoof and Kevin as well; the horse had been frotting with the human, and the two were cumming all over themselves as well. Finally, the foursome settled into a panting heap.

"That was... Good," panted Garrett as he snuggled with the stallion holding him.

"Mmmngh... yeah it was..." The other man was clinging to Thunderhoof, the clydesdale holding his new son in a firm, loving embrace. The two stallions nickered and nuzzled each other, and then looked to Garrett with wide grins. "Thank you for that, Garrett. And for bringing Kevin to us." Blackmane smiled, looking to his mate and new son.

Garrett smiled as he kissed Blackmane. "You're most welcome," said the human as he snuggled further into Blackmane's embrace.

Blackmane and Thunderhoof shifted closer together, the two snuggling both humans together in their arms while laying together.

After a while of resting, Garrett met up with Silvermane telling him all about the day's events.

Silvermane nickered, grinning as he ruffled Garrett's hair. "Well, seems like you've had a busy day, hm? You enjoying getting to know the tribe, love?"

"Yes, and each person has so much to offer," said Garrett, "So, what's next?"

"Hmmm..." Silvermane chuckled. "Well, I got together with a couple of the other tribe Stallions who've been waiting their turn to get to know you. And we were thinking... how'd you like to have a little orgy tonight?"

Garrett smiled and kissed Silvermane. "I can hardly wait," he said happily.

Silvermane chuckled. "Well then, I'll get everything prepared." Later that night, the remainder of the Stallions in the village filtered into Silvermane and Garrett's tent. As they moved into the firelight space, they stripped off their loincloths to show off their large, muscular, already-aroused bodies. Silvermane and Garrett themselves were lounging on the furpile that served as their bed, the Chieftain greeting the members of his tribe with a warm smile.

Garrett smiled as he removed his own loincloth to reveal his hard cock and then turned around, bent over and revealed his hole to the hungry, aroused stallions.

"Alright, boys, one at a time." Silvermane removed his own loincloth, moving to kneel in front of the human. His crotch inches from Garrett's face, so he could watch each Stallion breeding his mate. One by one they moved forward, eager to have their turn. Their long, thick cocks pressed against Garrett's pucker, teasing the ring before sliding inside. They worked in and out of the human, panting and gasping and leaning forward into a deep kiss with their chief as they did so.

Each stallion was making Garrett moan and his cock was throbbing as he felt them ready to release their loads and whenever they did, it seemed like he had an unlimited supply of his own and it looked like he was becoming truly pregnant.

One by one they filled him, until his hole was gaping and overflowing with their loads. He could feel the thick, hot, sticky wetness flowing down his taint and thighs, interrupted only when a fat stallion cock slid into him to the hilt. The breeding lasted long into the night, Stallion after Stallion sating themselves as the tent was filled with their pleasured moaning and whinnying.

Then at last, every last male had finished inside Garrett and the human's belly was bulging now as he tried not to let it all leak out at once. He wanted to save if for whenever Silvermane would clean him up later.

Once the other tribe stallions had said their farewells, collecting their loincloths--but not dressing just yet--they planned to clean up together in the baths--Silvermane took Garrett into his arms and gave his human a deep, slow kiss.

"That was... Amazing... How... How did I do?" he panted as he felt the stallion pick him up bridal style.

"You did amazing." Silvermane chuckled. "Now... it's time I clean you out, so that I can give you some of my own seed. How does that sound?"

"Sure... I hope you like free drinks... Because I don't know if I can hold it all in," said Garrett as he kept his hole clenched as best he can with all the tribe's cum sloshing inside him.

"Mmm..." Silvermane set Garrett down, and then moved down to spread his mate's ass and get his mouth close to the straining hole. "Let it loose, babe. Let me taste the seed of the tribe within you."

Garrett whimpered as all the semen came gushing out in a small waterfall and it spurted out into the stallion's mouth.

Silvermane moaned as he began to gulp, drinking the musky deluge down. He moved forward to press his lips to Garrett's pucker, sucking the cum and pushing his tongue into that overfull passage to make sure he got every single drop.

When it was all cleaned out, and Garrett's bulge deflated, the human sat up to kiss Silvermane long and deep.

And Silvermane kissed his mate in return, sharing the mingling flavors--and some leftovers--of Stallion seed lingering in his mouth. He moaned and gently pushed the human down onto his back, moving between Garret's spread legs while stroking up and down his mate's sides.

"Breed me, my love," panted Garrett, "I waited to save the best for last."

And Silvermane did. While kissing Garret slow, and deep, and lovingly, he pulled the human into his arms and slid to the hilt into his mate's breeding hole. His erection, thick and long and throbbing, began rocking in and out of Garrett's back passage as the two made passionate love to one another.

Garrett moaned and whimpered as he held onto Silvermane kissing him deeply as he felt the flaring tip of the stallion's cock hit his prostate.

In and then out. In and then out. In to let Garrett feel the full, throbbing length of his malehood, and then out. Silvermane began to thrust faster and faster, his hand wrapping around his mate's own cock to stroke it in time with his pumping.

"Breed me... Breed me hard and good!" whimpered Garrett as he felt his climax getting ready to erupt.

"Oh Garrett...! I love you, so... my love... my mate...!" It only took a few more deep, powerful thrusts for the Stallion to erupt. He hilted inside of Garrett, groaning and whinnying in pleasure as he filled the human's breeding hole to the brim with his potent seed.

Garrett cried out as his own cum erupted too and he kissed Silvermane deeply. "I love you too," he moaned softly.

The pair collapsed into a panting, sweaty, sated pile together, Silvermane nickering and nuzzling his mate while holding Garrett in a tight and tender embrace.

"You know... A lot's happened since we first met," panted Garrett smiling at the stallion.

"That it has." Silvermane smiled as he stroked Garrett's cheek. "But I would not change a single instant of it."

"Neither would I," said Garrett as he snuggled up into Silvermane's embrace.

A few months later, Silvermane was sharing some business with a few stallions from another tribe when Croptail rushed up. "Chief Silvermane! Chief Silvermane!" he called, "It's Garrett. It's time!"

"Thank you, Croptail." Silvermane nodded to the Stallions from the other tribe. "Please excuse me. Blacknose will take over." He nodded to the other stallion, and then moved to follow Croptail back to his tent. There he found Garrett laying on his back, ready to give birth to his foals.

The human was panting with Swifthoof holding his hand with Spotback getting ready to help the first of the foals out. The old stallion looked up to see Silvermane come in. "You're just in time," he said as Garrett gave out a loud cry of pain as he felt the first one coming.

Silvermane kneeled down at Garrett's side, taking his other hand as Spotback coached Garrett through the birth. How to breathe. How to push. How to bear down, to help his and the chief's offspring come into the world. Slowly, gradually, the first little foal pushed out of Garrett. Spotback caught the little one, and gently bathed him before handing him to Silvermane. Then the other foal came out, and he bathed that one as well. A pair of twins, their coats dark and their manes silvery like that of their sire.

"They're... Beautiful," panted Garrett as he allowed the foals to nurse on his nipples.

"They are." As Swifthoof and Spotback moved aside, Silvermane settled in next to his mate and smiled down at their sons. "They're as beautiful as you, my love."

"And they have your looks," said Garrett softly, "What names shall we give them?"

Silvermane hummed, looking the little foals over. Finally he smiled, and reached to brush a finger through the lightly-speckled hair of one's tail. "For this one, perhaps Dusttail. And for this one..." He moved his hand downward, and tapped the other little fools hoof, which had a bit of a grayish shimmer on the bottom edge. “Silverhoof."

"I like those names," said Garrett, "Maybe we should send word to my brothers saying that they're now uncles... And my parents are now grandparents."

Silvermane hesitated, but the happy smile on Garrett's face made him sigh softly and press a kiss to his mate's temple. “Indeed."

Garrett knew deep in his heart, he was truly happy.

The End.