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Horseplay

June 1967

“Alright, everybody," called Virginia. The director clapped her paws then held them up for silence. “Good job today. I'm very pleased with everyone's performance and I think our lighting crew deserves special recognition for hitting their marks each and every time." The wolfess paused while the cast applauded the lighting staff. “Full dress rehearsal tomorrow. And opening night is?…"

“Friday!" cheered the cast and crew in unison.

“Right! Friday. Now, I want you all to get some rest. See you tomorrow. Good night."

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Chet Paxton walked out of the men's dressing room and stepped up to the nearby pay phone. He dropped a dime in the slot and made a quick call home to see if Arthur had eaten yet. Chet promised to bring something home to his roommate and hung up the receiver just as Sienna Wells stepped out into the hall from the ladies' dressing room.

Chet knew Sienna well. The mare was a stunning chestnut Morgan with a flaxen mane and tail. The two of them had attended the same college. In the spring of their senior year, they co-starred in a production of Brigadoon with Chet as Tommy and Sienna playing the part of Fiona. After the final performance, the two horses went back to Sienna's room at the tri-Theta sorority house where they slept together for the first time. Now, three years later, the two equines still spent an occasional night together.

“Whew! I am beat!" Sienna exclaimed, combing her slender fingers through her mane, “Virginia was intense today!"

The stallion nodded in agreement. “She's been working all of our tails off," he said.

“The play is going to be great," Sienna said. “By the way, you really nailed 'Cups & Saucers'. The audience is going to go wild for you."

The mare was referring to a third act dance extravaganza which featured the Arabian stripped to his waist. The skin-tight black shorts he wore contrasted sharply with his dun coloration and emphasized the equine attributes that lay beneath.

“Thanks," Chet replied as the two horses started for the theater's back door, “but 'wild' is probably optimistic."

“No, I'm serious," said Sienna, falling in step beside her fellow actor. “Even if they don't recognize your superb dance skills, the females will be swooning over this." The girl reached over to playfully grope the familiar bulge of Chet's crotch.

The stallion raised an eyebrow at his companion. “Maybe even a male or two," Chet grinned as he pushed open the stage door and held it for Sienna. “Hey, are you hungry?"

“Starved! Did you have something in mind?"

Chet led the way to his car. “I promised Arthur that I'd bring home a pizza from Luccessi's for dinner."

“Can we get it with anchovies?" asked the mare.

“You know Arthur hates anchovies."

“Yeah. So can we get them anyway?" Sienna asked with a broad smile.

“Only if you want to see me murdered," Chet laughed. “Then you'd be stuck with Liam playing Philippe."

“Oh, Lord!" snorted the mare. “You know, Liam isn't bad at all as an actor, but he can't hold a candle to you when it comes to dance. Virginia knew how important 'Cups & Saucers' would be to the production. Why she made him your understudy is beyond me."

“Maybe she thinks he'll get better at dance if I work with him," Chet suggested.

“Or maybe he's fucking her," Sienna countered. “I think that's far more likely."

Chet nodded in agreement. “Occam's Razor: The simplest explanation is usually the correct one," he stated.

“Whatever the reason, just don't you go getting sick," said the girl.

“Or killed for ordering anchovies on our pizza." Chet unlocked the passenger door of his beat-up Pontiac Tempest and held it open for his companion.

“All right," Sienna pouted with exaggerated disappointment. She slipped into the passenger seat and asked, “Will Mr. Tooley let you live if we get mushrooms and onions?"

“I think my chances of survival have just improved dramatically," Chet declared.

“If not, I bet we can find a way to smooth over any disagreement Arthur has with our pizza selection." said the mare.

“I'm sure we can," chuckled the stallion as he closed the car door.

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Arthur Tooley sat on the couch wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts. The black-haired Friesian horse was memorizing dialogue from a sheaf of mimeographed pages held in his hand. Arthur was currently between acting jobs. He'd last been cast as one of the Winkies in an adaptation of The Wizard of Oz, but that production ended its run four months ago. After only two months, Arthur's meager savings account had been depleted. Aware of his friend's financial woes, Chet kindly offered to share his apartment. Had their situations been reversed, Chet knew that he would have been every bit as welcome to sleep on Arthur's sofa.

The unmistakable bang of a horse hoof against the door broke the Friesian's concentration.

“Arthur! Open the door! Our hands are full," called Chet from the hall.

Arthur dropped the pages he was holding onto the scratched and water-stained top of the coffee table and stood. He crossed the short distance to the apartment door, unfastened the security chain, and turned the knob. “Speak, friend, and enter," he solemnly intoned before stepping aside with a dramatic gesture.

Chet squeezed past, balancing a large pizza box atop his left arm. A six-pack of beer dangled from the fingers of his right hand. The chestnut mare followed, holding a paper shopping bag against her chest with one hand and carrying a second six-pack in the other.

“Sienna! It's good to see you again, darling," exclaimed Arthur, reaching out to take her beer. He leaned forward to give the mare a peck on her cheek as she entered the apartment.

The trio of horses unloaded their burdens on the coffee table. Arthur moved his pages of dialogue to the safety of a nearby bookshelf, then turned to hug the lone female.

Sienna returned the squeeze. “Nice to see you too, Arthur." She tugged the waistband of the stallions boxers, then let it snap back. “You know you didn't have to get all dressed up just for me," she said with a giggle.

“Chet didn't say anything about having a guest when he phoned," said Arthur, “or I'd have put on my best tuxedo for you."

Chet, who had ducked into the tiny kitchenette, returned with three plates. Piled on top of those were a small stack of napkins, three forks, and a bottle opener. “I didn't know she'd be joining us when I called," Chet explained. “That was a spur-of-the-moment decision."

Sienna pulled three styrofoam food containers from the paper bag and arranged them on the coffee table. Arthur lifted the lid of the one closest to himself. “Mmm-mm! Luccessi's famous house salad," he said. “One of these days I'm going to figure out the secret ingredient that they put in their dressing."

Sienna brought one of the two mismatched chairs in from the kitchen and set it by the coffee table. The two males had already plopped onto the couch side-by-side. Arthur was busy opening beer bottles while Chet transferred pizza slices to the plates.

Arthur forked salad into his muzzle. “How'd the rehearsal go?" he asked as he chomped noisily on the greens.

“Really good," The Arabian replied. “Even Virginia seemed pleased. She didn't bite anybody's head off today." Chet bit into a slice of pizza.

“Almost," Sienna chimed in. “There was the one time Adam didn't have the glasses on the table for the restaurant scene."

“I forgot all about that one," said Chet. “She still went pretty easy on him, though."

“Adam is your prop boy?" asked the Friesian.

“Yep," replied Sienna. The mare nibbled at her salad. “So, Arthur, Chet tells me you had an audition yesterday. How did that go?"

“That went pretty good." Arthur took a sip of his beer. “The director is kind of an asshole. He kept calling me 'Artie' and it was really starting to piss me off. But the producer is an okay guy and he seemed to like me a lot. I figure if I get the part, I'll straighten out the director then. They want me back for a second reading on Monday."

“Hey! Congratulations!" Sienna reached across the table with her own beer and the three friends clinked their bottles together. “Are you still working on the highway crew?"

“Yeah, and I still hate it," replied Arthur.

“He says he hates it," Chet interjected, “but look what it's doing for his upper body!" The Arabian set his slice of pizza down momentarily and reached over to briskly rub the other male's bare chest. “Just check out these pecs!"

“Oh, I've been checking them out," laughed the female. “If you were straight, Arthur, I'd be all over you."

“Thanks, darling," said Arthur, “and if I was straight, you know I'd let you."

Chet turned to his roommate and said, “Hey, Arthur, tell Sienna about the role you are reading for."

Arthur licked sauce from his fingertips and reached into the pizza box for a second slice. “Well, it's for a homophobic hotel manager."

“You're putting me on!" Sienna exclaimed in surprise.

“Cross my heart," Arthur mumbled around a mouthful of pizza as he drew two lines across the pure black hair of his chest with a finger.

Sienna shook her head. “I'm shocked that you'd even consider the part."

Arthur shrugged. “I'm an actor. I can play anything. I figure that, as a gay male, I've heard it all. Maybe I'll be able to improvise with some of the homophobic comments I've endured myself. If I can show what a douchebag this idiot hotel manager is, maybe some people will see themselves reflected in my performance and think twice about their own behavior."

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The three friends continued to chat into the evening. Chet dropped More Hits by The Supremes on the stereo. The trio stood for an impromptu dance routine while Sienna held her fork like a microphone and sang lead vocal for “Stop! In the Name of Love". Mindful of the dancing required of them in the next day's rehearsal, both Chet and Sienna limited themselves to two slices of pizza each. Famished from his day at work on the highway crew, Arthur polished off the rest of the pie.

With Arthur working on his final slice and The Supremes singing “Back in My Arms Again", Chet leaned against his friend, idly rubbing the Friesian's chest.

Sienna stood and said, “Come on, boys. I think it's that time." With a swish of her flaxen tail, the mare led the way into the bedroom. Chet was quick to follow but his roommate made a short detour into the kitchenette. A minute later, carrying a tub of vegetable shortening, Arthur joined his friends. Sienna was already bottomless and in the process of sensuously stripping off her blouse. Chet was fully naked and stretched across the bed, his half-hard cock throbbing as it grew more erect in response to the female's performance.

Arthur set the container of shortening on the night stand and reached back to unfasten his tail strap. His boxers fell to the floor, exposing his own hardening member. The skin of his shaft was as black as the hair covering the rest of his body. A drip of precum oozed from its tip as he watched Sienna climb onto the bed and position herself between Chet's legs.

The Arabian lay on his back with his arms behind his head. He sighed deeply as Sienna leaned forward to run her tongue the entire length of his penis, from base to tip. The female swirled her tongue around his glans clockwise for a few circles, then counterclockwise. Chet was average sized for a horse of his breed. When Sienna finally opened her lips for him, she could fit just over half his length in her muzzle.

The Morgan mare rhythmically bobbed her head up and down over Chet's cock, inhaling the scent of the stallion's musk. Its mottled pink and tan skin, lubricated by her saliva, slid smoothly between Sienna's soft, velvety lips. Chet danced hard during rehearsal and hadn't yet showered. The heady aroma that reached the female's nostrils was intoxicating. Sienna reached back between her own legs with one hand and began pleasuring herself.

Arthur was gay, but even if one of the participants was a female, he still enjoyed a good erotic show. He leaned his back against the wall and stroked himself, admiring Sienna's technique as she went down on Chet. He was ready to join in on the action, though, and cleared his throat to remind the other equines of his presence.

Chet turned his head toward the sound. His roommate was leaning against the wall. Arthur met his gaze with a smile on his muzzle and a hand wrapped around his cock. The Friesian waggled his eyebrows in a silent, but clear, “You want some of this?" gesture. Chet wriggled around until his head hung backwards over the edge of the mattress and licked his lips in invitation.

Sienna continued to fellate the male lying before her as Chet adjusted his position. With a glance toward Arthur, she understood the reason for Chet's movement. Sienna had felt a little freaked out when she first learned that Chet was bisexual. But she quickly overcame that initial reaction and discovered that the thought of Chet with another male actually turned her on. God, both of these stallions were so sexy! Watching Arthur line himself up in front of Chet's mouth amplified the tingle between Sienna's thighs.

Arthur stepped over to the bed and inserted his penis into Chet's open, welcoming muzzle. The Arabian's lips formed a warm seal around his shaft and Arthur began moving his hips. He let out a satisfied nicker. Chet raised his hands and Arthur reached out to interlace their fingers as he humped into the other male's mouth.

Chet murred with pleasure as his roommate's penis slid deeper into his maw. He and Arthur were about the same size. In this position, with his head back and neck outstretched, Chet could manage nearly all of the other stallion's length. With each thrust, Arthur's heavy, swinging balls bopped Chet lightly on the nose. The thrusting grew more rapid as the Friesian drew ever closer to a sexual climax.

Sienna was close herself. Her fingers moved frantically over her clit until, with an uncontrollable whinny, she came. The mare's entire body quaked with the force of her orgasm and she pulled her muzzle off of Chet's maleness as she gasped with pleasure. Sienna lay there, lightly running her fingers along her slit as she watched the two males. Chet was still hard, but without her pleasuring him and his hands held by Arthur, the Arabian was was going nowhere. At the same time, she could tell from his loud, familiar snorting that Arthur was close to cumming.

“Hey, boys!" Sienna called to interrupt the two males. “I'm ready for the main event. What do you say?"

Arthur stopped thrusting, but didn't withdraw. “Mmmphh!" Chet mumbled around the thick equine tool in his mouth.

The black stallion puffed out a deep breath. “Sounds good to me," he said, releasing his grip on the other male's hands and stepping back. “Chet? You ready?"

The dun Arabian rolled up to his knees and worked his jaw from side to side. “Yeah, I need a break from that."

“You know you love it, roomie," Arthur asserted.

“Never said I didn't," said Chet. Sienna was now lying on her back, legs spread invitingly. Chet maneuvered into position between them.

“I know you love this too," said the mare as she reached down to guide Chet to her warm entrance, already wet and slick from her manual play.

Arthur watched as the male and female on the bed coupled. Chet had a dancer's body and he knew how to use it. The dun stallion's black tail swished and the muscles of his buttocks tightened and relaxed as he danced with the female under him. That butt always turned Arthur on. He would love to have sex with Chet daily, but didn't want to push their friendship too hard. “I'm definitely getting a piece of that booty tonight," he said to himself as he dipped his fingers into the vegetable shortening and began spreading the oily substance over his cock.

Chet was huffing with pleasure, thrusting in and out of the beautiful mare with a steady rhythm. Beneath him, Sienna's eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open. Her flaxen mane spread out on the pillow under Sienna's head like a fiery halo. The mare's firm, nicely rounded breasts rose and fell in time with her rapid breaths.

Arthur climbed onto the bed behind his roommate and reached over for another glob of shortening. He lifted Chet's tail with his clean hand and circled the Arabian's anus with an oily fingertip. He felt Chet's tail give an involuntary twitch as he inserted his finger into the other male's rear entrance. Arthur slid his finger in and out, twisting to thoroughly coat Chet's insides. Satisfied at last, he withdrew his finger.

Chet could feel the mattress sag slightly under his roommate's weight as Arthur joined them on the bed. A hand lifted his tail and a digit tipped with a hoof-like fingernail pressed against the donut of his anus. “Ahhh," sighed the male as the lubricated finger slipped inside to prepare him for what came next.

Sienna felt the bed shake as Arthur joined her and Chet. For a few moments, she couldn't see the black-haired stallion or what he was doing. Chet's thrusts came to a halt. He was balls-deep inside her, motionless, but the mare could tell that he wasn't cumming yet. Arthur's head appeared from behind Chet's shoulder. The Arabian grimaced for a moment, then his features relaxed with a sigh. Sienna now felt the combined weight of both males atop her. Chet hadn't resumed thrusting yet, but the mare could feel him being pressed deeper into her by the Friesian on top. The weight lifted momentarily, then was back as her lover was pressed into her once more.

Arthur adjusted his position slightly. Beneath him, Chet had stopped moving in anticipation for this. The blunt tip of Arthur's cock found its home under his roommate's tail. Sienna peered up at him over Chet's shoulder. With tender care, the Friesian penetrated the other stallion. He could hear a slight grunt as he slipped deeper into Chet's hot ass until finally he was in to the hilt. Arthur began to rock.

“Unnh!" Chet couldn't hold back the gasp. He enjoyed being fucked by Arthur, but that first pop of another equine's cock penetrating him had that effect every time. He sighed as his roommate filled him and his tail twitched on its own accord as Arthur's medial ring slipped past his sphincter. At last, Arthur was in all the way, but not for long. He withdrew slightly before pressing in again, then again.

It didn't take long for the threesome to settle into a natural rhythm. Like a carefully choreographed dance, Arthur would begin pulling out of the male beneath him. That was Chet's cue to withdraw from Sienna. Then the two males would collapse back onto the female like an accordion. Sienna used her legs to set the tempo as the trio's conductor.

Having already come so near earlier, Arthur reached his climax first. With a loud neigh, he slammed hard into Chet's backside, holding tight to the other male's hips while flooding the Arabian's hot passage with his seed.

Trapped between the other two horses, all Chet could manage were rapid, shallow humps. Sienna cried out with her second orgasm of the evening and pulled him tight. Chet could feel the mare's vaginal muscles squeezing and milking his penis. He came last, huffing and snorting as his semen poured into her.

The rapid staccato of her lover's movements inside her pushed Sienna over the edge. The mare threw her arms around Chet's shoulders and another whinny escaped her throat as she came. Chet stopped moving and huffed into the space between her neck and shoulder. Sienna could feel the stallion's penis pulsing within her and the wetness of his warm fluids filling her.

The three equines lay joined together for another minute. Finally, Arthur withdrew and rolled off to one side of the bed. Now free to move, Chet rolled to the other side, sandwiching Sienna between the two males in a bed that was woefully inadequate for three equine occupants.

Sienna spoke with a happy yawn. “Mmmm, I don't want to go home,"

“I don't want to go sleep out on the sofa," said Arthur.

“It's my bed, do I get to vote on this?" asked Chet with feigned annoyance.

“You do, but we've already got you outnumbered," Sienna giggled.

“All right, at least let me get my arm…"

“Here, lay like this…"

“No, no, roll to your side…"

“Just put your arm here…"

“Careful with your knee…"

After some jockeying, the three friends managed to find a mutually comfortable position. Thirty seconds later, the silence was broken.

“Guys? I hate to break it to you, but I need to get up and go pee…"

“Aaaargh! Sienna!"

“You've got to be kidding me!"

“I just got settled here!"

“Actually, I feel like I need to take a whiz too."

“Oh, for crying out loud!"