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Seaside Serenade

M/M Version

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

9th September, 2024

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A gentle breeze swept across the shore, carrying with it the unmistakable brine scent of the sea. The sun hung lazily in the sky, warming the golden sand that stretched for miles, only occasionally interrupted by tufts of dune grass or the occasional piece of driftwood. Couples, families and even individuals dove, swam and played in the azure ocean – blissful and content. Raucous seagulls joined in the cacophony of noises, adding to the clamour and din.

Orion, a piebald stallion with a coat of white splashed with light brown patches, stood near the water's edge. His hooves dug into the wet sand as the waves lapped at his ankles, cool against his skin. His long mane, tousled from the sea breeze, fluttered behind him. Orion's swimming trunks clung tightly to his muscular form, leaving little to the imagination, especially around his waist, where a distinctive bulge hinted at his equine nature. His nostrils flaring, he inhaled the rejuvenating scent of the sea air, sighing in pleasure.

He turned his head to look at Ren, who was stretched out languidly on a brightly coloured beach towel just a few feet away. Ren's delicate, slender form was sprawled comfortably on his back, his soft tan coat with fawn-like spots along his back and rump catching the sunlight. His tank top clung snugly to his chest, though the short skirt he wore rode up slightly as he lay there, empathising his more feminine appearance to the casual passersby.

Dark, polarised sunglasses shielded Ren's eyes, the lenses reflecting the bright sky above. His arms rested beneath his antler-less head, and his long, slender legs were lazily crossed at the ankles, giving him an air of relaxed confidence.

Those who passed thought Ren was a doe and never gave him a second glance.

Orion walked over, casting a long shadow over Ren's form, blocking out the sun.

"You're starting to smell like roasted venison -- " Orion chuckled, his voice warm with affection. "Roll over already, before you burn."

Ren sighed dramatically, sliding a finger down the bridge of his sunglasses to peer up at Orion, lips curling into a playful smirk. "Oh, is that right? And just how would you know what roasted venison smells like?"

Orion snorted, his ears flicking in amusement as he knelt down beside Ren, gently rolling him over onto his stomach.

"Mmm, dominant stallion, I like it," Ren murmured, his wedge-like tail flicking from side to side. His voice lowered in a sultry tone. "Can I take the horse for a ride?"

Orion's ears twitched, a faint blush creeping under his fur as he shook his head slowly. "You're incorrigible, you know that? Not here – not in public, Ren. You know better than that."

Ren snickered, stretching his slender arms out and interlacing his fingers together as he flexed his shoulders, the muscles shifting subtly beneath his soft coat as he huffed. "You're such a tease..."

Orion smiled down at Ren, the stallion's hooflets grazing the buck's exposed back, tracing the faint white spots that adorned his fur. "Maybe, but you love it," Orion playfully murmured.

Ren shivered slightly under the touch but kept his composure – just. "I guess I do... but you know, the beach isn't the worst place for a little fun. I mean, it wouldn't be the first time..."

Orion coughed, glancing left and right before he gently placed a paw on the back of Ren's neck and pressed down, leaning close to whisper into Ren's back-swept ears. "Yes, and we were both brushing sand out of our coats for days afterwards!"

"So worth it..." Ren laughed melodiously, his voice quiet, before he turned his head and gazed up at his lover. "So, what did you bring for lunch? I'll need all the energy I can get...for later."

Orion raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting toward the car park. His car was parked a short distance away and nestled just beyond some low dunes. The windows were slightly tinted – enough to offer a bit of privacy, but not too much to hide the fact it was still out in the open.

"Which have you been thinking about this entire time?" Orion teased, flicking one of Ren's ears gently.

Ren snorted, stretching once more on the towel, his back arching as he did. "Maybe... What's wrong with a little spontaneity?"

Orion shook his head and snickered, reaching for the picnic basket. "Food first, then we'll see how you feel once you're stuffed..."

Ren's ears twitched as he glanced up at Orion, for the first time, the young buck was truly struck speechless.

Orion grinned, laying out the contents from the basket, his eyes drifting towards his slender, effeminate partner. It was useless to deny the tension building between them. He felt the pull, the way Ren's subtle body language shifted and teased him, becoming more suggestive, the skirt riding up a little further as he adjusted his position once more. The stallion's heart pounded in his chest, and he was tempted – oh so tempted...

"You're impossible," Orion huffed, but his voice filled with love, his resistance starting to wane.

Ren's grin widened, sensing in Orion's scent and body language, the stallion's resolve faltering. "I'll take that as a yes, then?"

Without warning, Ren rolled over and sat up, his fingers reaching for Orion's hand. He tugged the stallion closer, their muzzles almost touching, a spark of mischief dancing in Ren's eyes as his smile grew wider.

"Come on... I know you want to," Ren whispered, his voice dropping into a soft, teasing murmur, his lips brushing against Orion's ear. "Let's take a break from the sun... and find some shade – make a whole different kind of heat."

Orion's lips trembled, and for a moment, he considered all the reasons he should say no. The beach wasn't that empty, and it wasn't that far from the nearest road. But then again, the thought of being alone with Ren, in the quiet intimacy of the car, sent a rush of excitement through him that he couldn't ignore.

"All right, fine," Orion grunted, standing up and offering Ren his hand. "But if we get caught, this is on you – you'll wear it like an ear tag on those sexy ears... understand?"

Ren's laughter was light and carefree, as he took Orion's hand, pulling himself up. "Oh, please, no one will know what is going on! If they do, well... we'll just cross that bridge when we come to it."

Orion rolled his eyes, packing away the picnic, and rolling up the beach towel. A smile played at the edges of his lips, as he double-checked they had everything. They walked together towards the car, Ren staying close to Orion's side, his hand delicately brushing against the stallion's arm as they moved through the soft sand.

As their hooves crossed the hot pavement, Ren was already eager, sliding into the back seat with a playful glance over his shoulder. The skirt he wore fluttered as he moved, and Orion couldn't help but admire the way Ren's lithe body stretched out across the leather seats, a glimpse of doe's lace panties peeking back – beckoning him to follow.

Orion packed the car, then shut the trunk, before climbing into the back seat and closing it, shutting out the outside world. The car was instantly warmer, despite being parked in a nice, shaded parking lot. Neither of them minded, especially Orion. His attention was fully on Ren now, who was sprawled out beneath him, legs bent slightly, his fingers hungrily reaching for Orion's swim trunk waistband.

"Impatient little doe, aren't you?" Orion grunted, his voice low, though the smile on his muzzle showed he wasn't complaining.

"You've made me wait long enough," Ren moaned theatrically, his voice filled with playful accusation as he tugged at Orion's trunks. "Now, no more games, no more teasing. Now, come here my stallion."

Orion moved closer, lowering himself until their bodies were pressed together. Ren's soft coat and the gentle rise and fall of his chest against Orion's firm body created a contrast that only heightened the sexual tension between them. Ren's hands roamed along Orion's strong, muscular back, while Orion's breath quickened, his heart pounding with anticipation of what was to come.

For a long moment, they simply lay together, wrapped in each other's warm, sharing slow, lingering kisses. The sound of the distant waves was barely a whisper now, muffled by the car's intimate enclosure. The heat inside the car seemed to amplify the charged connection between them, making every touch feel more intense, a shared kiss an unspoken promise. Ren shifted beneath Orion, his slender body arching instinctively into the stallion's, a soft hitch in his breath as the tension between them mounted.

The world outside ceased to exist, as Ren's fingers lightly stroked and caressed the firm bulge that tented Orion's trunks. Awkwardly, Orion sat back on the seat, allowing Ren to slip out from beneath him. Orion's strong, muscular form relaxed, as he removed his trunks, his body trembling with tension beneath his sleek coat. He could feel the pulse of his own heartbeat, steady but quickening as Ren began to remove his short skirt, teasingly looking back at his lover.

"Leave it on -- " Orion growled, his voice becoming rough, his breathing sharper and more pronounced. "These - "

Orion's hands disappeared beneath the skirt, and Ren gasped, feeling the lace panties sliding down his furred thighs.

"Are coming off -- " Orion growled.

Ren smirked, then straddled him, his slender legs resting on either side of Orion's waist, the cloven hooves pressing deeply into the rear leather seat. The young buck's delicate frame pressed intimately against the stallion's broad chest, and though the difference in their physiology was striking, the closeness between them made them feel inseparable. Ren leaned back, his back resting against the solid warmth of Orion's chest, his fingers brushing against the firm, defined tones of the stallion's flanks.

The light touch of Ren's hand sent a shiver through Orion, but it was the connection between them, that stirred something deeper. With a grunt and a low, shuddering moan, Ren felt himself surrender – Orion's gentle movements as the equine's penis pressed against his rump, unmistakable and pleasurable.

"My little doe..." Orion murmured, sliding his hands down to Ren's hips, pulling him gently down and back.

Ren gurgled, his head tilting back, as he felt the firmness grow in girth and length inside him, the warmth of it, the sensation of it – electrifying and arousing. Three inches, six, nine... Ren shuddered, his body quivering as finally, Ren's rump met Orion's waist – fully sheathing the stallion within him.

"Easy girl -- " Orion snorted, his hot breath washing over Ren's ears. "You're not a mare --"

Ren giggled, leaning forwards slightly as he cautiously began a sensual rocking, feeling the heft and weight within him – the pleasure as he'd pull forwards, keeping the flaring penile head inside, then pushing back and that incredible pleasure as the medial ring pushed hard against his rump... then slid back inside.

"I'm...not a mare..." Ren moaned, arching his back inwards, heightening the sexual intimacy for both buck and stallion. "I'm your mare."

Orion grit his teeth, trying to suppress the urges, the primal, savage urges, within him. Each time Ren pulled forward, Orion clenched his fingers on the seat and nicker softly. The heat and warmth of the fallow stag's body drove him mad with desire and passion. Orion gave himself to his skilled and talented lover – allowing Ren to take control and more space to set the pace of the intimacy they shared. Orion's fingers quivered and trembled on Ren's flanks, as he felt himself driven to the edge – so quickly and so expertly, as he knew his lover often did.

"So..." Ren panted, lifting himself up and gazing back, his head tilting back as he sheathed himself upon Orion's length again. "Soon... You're sure... you're not a...a...oh...oh..."

Ren bleated, as Orion explosively snorted, slamming his hips upwards and hilting himself, before he nickered and ejaculated deep inside the gasping fallow. Orion's mind surged with instinct, lust and passion beyond his ability to comprehend, his length throbbing and pulsing, scrotum tightening as he gave his lover everything he had in a dozen powerful surges. His body was slick with sweat, his blood feeling like it was boiling within him, the post-orgasmic rush intense and overwhelming.

Ren bleated, this time it wasn't from pleasure or arousal – it was a loud, barking cry of alarm that shattered the moment's bliss, sending a jolt through both of them. Orion's ears flicked back, his heart still pounding from their intimate connection, but now his senses came surging back.

Knock, knock, knock.

The insistent tapping against the car window snapped Orion completely out of his post-orgasmic daze. His eyes widened as he turned his head towards the source of the sound, spotting a figure looming just outside the slightly tinted window. For a second, everything froze – his muscles tensed as a rush of embarrassment flooded his body.

There, standing in full uniform, was a tall, broad-shouldered German Shepherd police officer. His sharp gaze was partially obscured by dark sunglasses, but there was no mistaking the authoritative posture and the very awkward expression on his muzzle. He knocked again, a bit more firmly this time, as if to remind them both, that yes, he was very much still there.

"Uh... Orion..." Ren squeaked, his muscles crushing down on the stallion's engorged length, making Orion moan and shudder. Ren shifted in Orion's lap, hastily adjusting his skirt in a futile attempt to mask his own arousal.

Orion's heart pounded in his chest, although, this time, it wasn't from passion. He carefully, and with trepidation, began to roll down the window. They both knew it'd been risky to come to the car for their little escapade, but neither of them had expected this.

Orion rolled the window fully down, the cool air outside a sharp contrast to the warmth inside the car. The officer slightly crouched, ears perked in attention, his stance softened slightly by the bemusement painted broadly across his features.

"Everything alright in here folks?" the German Shepherd asked, his voice calm, but tinged with amusement.

Ren, still trying to compose himself, gave a nervous, sheepish smile and cleared his throat. "Uh, yes, Officer, we were just... taking a break from the sun. It's hot out today and..."

The German Shepherd quirked an eyebrow, his tail giving a slow, disbelieving wag behind him. He glanced at Orion, whose massive frame took up most of the back seat, the position and the way he panted, speaking volumes, despite the stallion's desperate attempts to play it cool and nonchalant.

"I'm sure," the officer said, clearly amused, but starting to look a little exasperated. He adjusted his sunglasses with a sigh, his paws resting on his belt. "Look, I'm not here to bust you for public indecency, you're both consenting, obviously mated, adults. However, you can't do this in a public parking lot."

Ren twitched and Orion shuddered, glancing nervously at the police officer. "Of course, sir, we, uh... got a little carried away."

The officer nodded slowly, trying to suppress the smirk on his muzzle. "Next time, maybe you two lovers will find somewhere a bit more... private. Just saying."

Ren gave a nervous chuckle, his cheeks flushed beneath his fur. "Yes... sir, we'll definitely keep that in mind."

The German Shepherd huffed, clearly trying to keep things professional, despite his awkwardness. "Right, well, as long as things don't get too carried away, I'll let you two lovebirds off with a warning." He stepped back, shaking his head in bewilderment. "A deer and a stallion, I've really seen everything now..."

With one final, slightly amused glance, the officer turned and walked back to his patrol car, leaving Ren and Orion in their compromising position, both trembling with pleasure and guilt, caught in the aftermath of what'd just transpired.

As the officer drove away, Ren shuddered and slumped back against Orion's chest with a nervous laugh escaping him. "Well, that was... awkward."

Orion grunted, still as hard as granite, and very firmly buried within Ren's body. "You really know how to pick the right time, don't you?"

Ren shuddered and glanced over his shoulder, his embarrassment quickly fading into amusement. "Oh, come on, it was kind of exciting."

"Once we're done here," Orion growled in mock threat. "I'm taking you straight to a veterinarian – I want to see how a livestock tag looks on your right ear..."

Ren gasped, unconsciously clenching his muscles, making Orion nicker and shudder. "You're kidding me..."

Orion chuckled, despite himself, wrapping his arms around his lover. "Sure, but don't think you will ever live this one down."

Ren exhaled, shivering and arching his spine once more, more cautious and feeling the ache spreading from his rump up his spine. "It was something. I guess we'll just add it to our list of spontaneous adventures..."

Orion snorted, though his tone was affectionate. "Next time, we're sticking to the picnic. No more adventures in the car. Besides missy, you are going to wear that French maid outfit, and clean the car when when get..."

Orion's breath caught in his throat, feeling his own semen slick and hot, making their lovemaking even better than it had been the first time.

"Home..." Orion grunted, gripping Ren's hips.

Ren shuddered and squirmed, savouring the feeling of his lover and his passionate, gentle lovemaking, before he smirked and glanced over his shoulder. "We'll see about that..."

END