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The Australian shepherd had been staring at the screen in front of him for fifteen minutes before he realized he was daydreaming, and hadn’t so much as touched the papers in the manila file on his desk. He was sure several people had passed by his cubicle in the meantime, and Liam hoped regretfully that none had been his boss. With a will Liam opened the file and drew out the documents within and opened the graphic design software on his computer. It took his eyes three runs through the words on the page before they finally began to filter through to his brain. Then he sat there, staring at the blank file open on his program, willing something to come to him.

That something, unfortunately, was the well-muscled equine a couple cubicles over. Liam had to force himself to stay rooted in his chair and not peek over the top edge of the cubicle when he heard Lincoln’s deep voice carry to him over the din of the office. The horse was wearing a simple outfit of khaki slacks and a crisp white collared button-up over his trim chestnut brown fur, sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the top two buttons left open to reveal his muscled chest. All this Liam could remember clearly from walking down the aisle between cubicles and ogling the horse at the end of the row. He had been standing with effortless confidence, leaning with an elbow resting on the top of his cubicle. As well as he might, the horse stood alarmingly near seven feet tall, and towered over their ewe coworker he was speaking to with a charming smile.

Liam himself was a fine example of fitness thanks to his frequent runs around the city blocks near the apartment he shared with his girlfriend. He had light gray fur across his back and shoulders, speckled with black, that turned a tawny blonde along his ruff and his arms and legs. This gave way to pure white fur that stretched from his muzzle down his chest and beyond. He stood just under six feet and possessed some lean muscle, though it didn’t seem to compare to the horse’s biceps. Liam could see his shirt sleeves straining against them when Lincoln smiled and waved a friendly greeting.

Now Liam was sitting there at his desk with a bulge in his pants that could not easily be explained away if anyone happened upon him. He berated himself for daydreaming about the stallion when he was committed to his girlfriend, Riley.

“Hey, Liam, could you tell me how to…” too late Liam realized it was the ewe’s voice from the cubicle beside his. Standing at her tallest height she was just able to peek over the cubicle wall and down into his.

“Oh, hey Emma, what’s up?” the words fell out of his mouth thoughtlessly as he his paw scrabbled for the manila folder on his desk and jerked it into his lap, spilling several papers across the floor beside his chair. He looked up at the ewe’s pair of wide eyes and the top of her head, covered as she was in curly white wool, with a pair of ears standing to attention.

“You should take care of that, hun.” she murmured in a whisper that Liam hoped didn’t carry to the other cubicles around them. Her voice carried kind earnestness, and was of course devoid of any disapproval or offense.

Liam nodded bashfully. “Yeah. Sorry Emma.” he said ruefully.

“Don’t sweat it Liam.” Emma said genially, her voice returning to normal volume as she disappeared back behind the cubicle and sitting down again. “I just need help with my software when you’re back.”

The Australian shepherd took a couple minutes to master himself, and when the swelling in his pants had finally abated enough he quickly made for the restrooms. As Liam approached the bathrooms, he was regretfully reminded that the building’s employee spaces didn’t even have proper masturbatoriums. The only one Liam knew of was in the public lobby of the complex, and he could hardly be excused to go all the way down there. Liam froze when the restroom door swung shut behind him and he rounded the corner into the men’s bathroom.

The room was finished with spartan white tile walls and broad gray tiles on the floor. At the far end of the room from the door stood a set of dark stalls, and were flanked on the right by a bank of urinals with similar black dividers. On the opposite wall were several sinks and hand dryers. Overall the room was spotlessly clean, if dreadfully utilitarian.

What had seized Liam’s attention, however, was the stallion standing just beyond the furthest sink on Liam’s left. Lincoln was standing at the nearest seminal, barely concealed behind a black divider. The devices were made of white porcelain, like the other fixtures in the restroom, and possessed a shape similar to that of a urinal. However the seminals continually had water running from top to bottom over their recessed back, so that semen would not stick and would be flushed away at once.

“Hey Liam. How’s it going?” Lincoln said convivially, glancing over at him as he entered. He did not pause the motion of his right arm which was no doubt pumping his great maleness as he spoke. Great it must be, for Liam realized that Lincoln was standing well back from the seminal. He could see the horse’s belt and slacks undone in the front and pushed down slightly, and if the stallion hadn’t had his left hand wrapped around the base of his girth Liam surely would have seen it.

“Oh, uh hi Lincoln.” Liam stammered after a moment, realizing he was staring. With a nod he averted his eyes and marched past the horse to the furthest seminal as was only courteous. There unzipped his pants and fished out his own red canine shaft with a knot already swelling at the base slightly. Liam’s eyes darted back over to Lincoln sidelong, but the horse seemed intent on focusing only on his own arousal.

Liam wrapped a paw around his cock with a quiet sigh and began to pump his shaft rapidly, while his other paw gently squeezed his growing knot. Again he stole a glance at the stallion, who stared down at himself from behind the divider with his mouth partially open in quiet panting pleasure. Liam couldn’t believe he had chanced upon this. It drove his arousal higher despite being torn between telling himself not to look, and his interest. It took only a couple minutes of quick stroking before he felt his orgasm approaching.

While Lincoln’s pace seemed more leisurely, he had been at it longer. Liam’s ears perked and swiveled when he heard the clop clop of hooves on tile as the horse stepped closer to his seminal. He couldn’t help himself and looked over at Lincoln sidelong as his stroking sped up and he puffed out a snort. The horse had thrust his hips in and puffed out his chest and was stroking with purpose now, and moments later, even over the running water of the seminals Liam heard the spruit of what must have been a truly immense rope of equine seed leaving that shaft. Then the stallion groaned quietly and Liam felt his face reddening as he listened to the ropes of cum splashing into the seminal.

After that, Liam felt himself about to burst, but forced himself to slow down his stroking as Lincoln stuffed himself back into his pants and turned to the sinks on the opposite wall. He hoped to have a little privacy before finally dropping his load. As Lincoln washed his hands, the sight and sound of the horse’s orgasm repeated in his mind. Liam’s orgasm was approaching again as Lincoln dried his hands.

Liam’s arousal was too great to wait any longer as Lincoln made for the exit. He stepped closer to the seminal and stroked his red shaft desperately and squeezed his knot with his other paw. He felt the fluid surge up his length and he swallowed a moan as an immense rope of white cum shot from his cock and into the running water, instantly carried away. He couldn’t help his tongue lolling out and panting quietly as he watched the ropes leave his body, the tension flowing out in spurts to be replaced by blissful pleasure.

“Hey, Liam, want to grab lunch together today?” Lincoln said suddenly and Liam’s head snapped up and over towards the door. Liam had thought the horse had left already, but he was standing near the door looking back at him. “Me and the guys were thinking of grabbing pizza from Papa Jack’s.”

“S-sure!” Liam responded. He was still cumming, ropes of semen spurting from his tip while he looked over at his coworker.

“Alright, see you at lunch then.” Lincoln said with a grin, and Liam could have sworn he had winked at him. Liam’s eyes turned back to his cock, and with Lincoln finally out the door he allowed himself a sigh of relief as he basked in the afterglow of orgasm for a moment.

It was going to be a long day.

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Liam stood quietly and listened with perked ears for a moment when he shut the door to the apartment behind him. His eyes fell on the framed picture on the wall in the hallway. In it Liam was at the beach, up to his waist in the ocean water and laughing while protecting his face from a big splash of water headed right for him. The splash had come from his girlfriend, Riley, a tawny coyote wearing a grin as big as his.

She wasn’t home yet, and their apartment was quiet.

Liam dropped his keys onto the table beside the door and sighed, glad to be home. He turned down the hallway, passing the living room on his right and eagerly made a beeline for the bedroom door on the left. He pulled off his clothes as he made his way over to the bed, leaving them in a pile to be picked up later. He knelt by the bed as he tugged off his shirt and groped under the bed frame until he felt a plastic tote under his fingers.

He pulled the bin out and popped the lid off. An assortment of pink and purple dildos and vibrators and a variety of lubricants quickly told him that was Riley’s box. He replaced the lid and pushed it to the side before reaching further under the bed and withdrawing a smaller tote. He popped the lid off and pushed some of the other toys out of the way, and reached for a dildo shaped like a stallion’s maleness, speckled brown and pink. He grabbed it, the silicone stiff yet flexible under his paws, and a bottle of clear lubricant.

Liam was already part of the way out of his sheath when he tugged off his shorts and climbed up onto the bed, leaving the tote laying on the floor. He set the hefty piece of silicone upright on the bed and rested on his knees. He flipped the bottle’s cap open and squeezed out some of the clear liquid into his other paw before setting it aside. He turned to the silicone toy and stroked his paws over the toy’s length, smearing the lube over it and leaving it gleaming in the light. Heat rushed to Liam’s face as he imagined it was Lincoln’s impressive length under his paws, and how he would nicker quietly while his flesh throbbed against Liam’s pads.

With the toy lubed, Liam turned his paw on himself. He spread his legs and reached between them, smearing the lubricant over his pucker as a shiver shot up his spine. The rest he smeared over his red canine shaft, now all the way out of his sheath and his knot even starting to inflate from his excitement.

He checked the clock on the nightstand as he maneuvered himself into position with his ass hovering above the tip of the horse dildo. He thought he had just enough time before Riley should get home. She would never know, and he needed this.

Liam planted his feet on the bed and balanced in a crouch over the toy, grabbing the silicone stallion’s tip while spreading his ass cheeks open with the other. His heart thudded in his chest while he guided the tip to his pucker and eased himself down. He sighed when he felt the broad face of the toy begin to spread his anal ring, willing himself to relax and accept it within him. The canine groaned as the broad head popped through his ring, and his paws fell to the bed in front of him to balance himself. He gritted his teeth through the pain as his body stretched around the toy stallion’s significant girth. This was a newer toy and his biggest so far, and he hadn’t had many chances to enjoy it yet.

When the pain began to fade he lowered himself further onto the silicone length. “Hhhhahh…” he breathed as he felt it slide deeper within him, and that broad equine head ground over his prostate. Liam peered down at his cock, which jutted out between his forearms. It throbbed and a bead of pre appeared at his tip and then dripped onto the lavender sheets below, leaving a dark spot in the fabric.

A quiet “Oohh…” escaped his muzzle when he felt the toy stallion’s medial ring press up his ass. As he lowered himself onto the pole, he could feel that medial ring’s progress up his hips. It followed the head in bumping over his prostate as he slid lower, sending a shivering jolt up his spine. He was near the base of the toy when he felt himself reach his limit, and he held still.

The Australian shepherd was curled forward, balancing on his hand-paws while his quivering legs held him up. Instinctively his tail was held high and his ears were pinned back against his head submissively. His head hung low and he let his eyes slide shut as he savored having the toy buried so deep inside him. He felt so wonderfully full, so delightfully exposed and vulnerable.

Liam pushed himself up with his legs while keeping his hand-paws planted on the bed, letting the toy flex inside him. He moaned softly as he felt the silicone stallion withdraw from his body, leaving an aching chasm within him that he desperately wanted to be filled again. His voice pitched slightly higher as he moaned and his face flushed. He didn’t let up though, gasping when the medial ring popped back out of him and continuing until he felt just the head inside him.

He let himself back down again, a little faster this time, and opened his eyes for a moment. There were more dark spots on the sheets stained by pre, and his knot had swollen nearly to its full size. He didn’t reach for his cock though, and let his cock bounce freely with his movements. He was too absorbed in the sensation of being mated up his ass to bother with his own cock.

This was his secret shame. He loved this feeling of being stretched, filled, of his body being claimed. He needed it, and only wished it were real.

He drove his hips up and down, riding the toy faster and causing the bed to squeak under him with his movements. The repeated grinding of the toy’s medial ring over his prostate had his seed moving in his body. His cock throbbed as it bounced up and down between his forearms. His inner walls clutched and relaxed around the silicone stallion inside him, driving even more pleasure. It was too much for Liam.

He felt his seed hurtling along his length, propelled in bursts by the stimulation to his prostate. His claws gripped the sheets as he resisted the urge to grab his cock and stroke himself to completion. Instead he let his quivering legs continue their work, up and down, riding that stallion.

“Oh, Lincoln, I’m gonna cum…” his breathy voice was high and edged with need.

He felt his inner walls clench at the same time his seed reached his tip. Another thrust of the toy up his ass forced a fat load of white seed to spill from his tip just a heartbeat before the pleasure struck. Then his ass was spasming around the toy intensely and Liam moaned as the pleasure crashed over him. He felt every inch of the toy inside him, felt his insides milking it desperately. A rope of cum shot from his cock with force, landing in a long white line on the sheets in front of him.

He forced his legs to work, to ride the toy through his orgasm. He moaned and panted, looking down at himself through a haze of pleasure and watching as more long ropes of cum shot from his cock. The spasming around the toy in his ass wrung the tension out of his body and forced it out of him in long spurts.

Cum was still shooting from his body when a noise behind him made his head shoot upright. A cry from behind him at the bedroom door made Liam’s eyes widen in surprise. His body went stiff with shock, even while it yet clung to the pole up his ass and dirtied the sheets before him with seed.