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Part 8

Terry was able to talk to Joey before he went over to see Roman for their lesson. Joey had confided in him his insecurities about lasting longer, and Terry understood, but he felt a little guilty making Joey feel that way. Joey was a great provider and husband. Terry didn’t want his partner to think he wasn’t grateful for everything he did for him, let alone the limb Joey went out on letting him go across the hall in the first place. Maybe he could do something special for him, like make his favorite supper. Lamb vindaloo was his favorite, maybe he could get that going for Joey tomorrow while he was at work.

Terry thought it was only fair Joey got to go across the hall with his sexual questions as well, but he also wanted to be the one to help him. Maybe this is how it felt when Joey let him go. He felt so helpless and frustrated. The cougar huffed as he scrubbed at a particularly stuck piece of food on a pot. Normally they would do dishes together, but Terry had offered to pick up some more of the housework now that Joey was working himself to the bone at work and burying his bone in him.

Terry blushed, the lewd thought making his tail hike and his pussy quiver. He could hardly handle the sensation as it radiated up his spine. It made his fur stand on end and a blush to color his cheeks. The hot water on his hands felt warmer, the suds felt more alive against his flesh, the dripping of dishwater as it rolled off his hands into the sink was like the sound of his leg rising out of the tub. The sounds were so similar, the smell of soaps the only difference, but the sweet heat of his musk still tainted the air of both his thoughts and his current reality.

The last time Terry had sex was that morning with Joey. He usually held off so he could have fun with Joey, but his husband wasn’t going to be there for him tonight and gave him the all clear to go and ask Levi or Kam and Caleb. Apparently him and Roman were working on his stamina? Either way it left Terry alone in the apartment to his own devices.

The cougar gave a heavy sigh to try and calm himself, but it only temporarily abated the warmth that threatened to take him. It was like every time he had sex and didn’t get pregnant his heat would get annoyed and come back a little quicker each time. Terry didn’t know if it was because he just wanted it, or if it was really his heat driving his desire. For now, it didn’t really matter. He just needed to find a way to keep it from ripping him apart with claws of fire from the inside.

Terry gulped down a glass of ice water he had next to the sink, the cubes inside clinking together as he drained the glass. He took his apron off and made his way across the hall to see if Levi could help him with his heat. It might not be coupled with Roman’s barbs, but Levi knew how to make his legs quake. Maybe he’d even let him have a go with that strap on.

He blinked as he found himself outside. He was already half way across the hall when he realized the thought he just had was so…dirty. Was he specifically doing this so he could have sex with the people across the way, or did he really want to do these things to Joey?

The idea of having Joey on his knees worship his way up his leg, the sexy tiger purring as he came to his rubber, vibrating strap on, and then bending over for him did make Terry’s legs quiver. The idea of their rolls being reversed and him pounding away at Joey did make the cougar’s toes curl and his petals quiver. Did…Did he want to dominate Joey or was his heat messing with his mind so much that he just thought getting Joey pregnant would satisfy his needs?

“Get a grip Terrance,” Terry shook his head, his blush sticking on his cheeks as he came over and knocked on the door. “Hey, um Levi? Are you home?”

He was met with silence and was about to knock on the door again when it swung open. Terry was greeted with the sight of a large Zebra. Terry felt himself shrink down, feeling so tiny compared to the big striped horse, his Mohawk making him even taller and imposing like some stacked, bodybuilding Spartan wearing his helmet.

It didn’t help he was only wearing some athletic shorts either.

“Hey there cutie,” Kam smirked. “I don’t believe we’ve formally met before. I’m Kameron, but my friends and the cuties call me Kam.” The zebra gave a sexy growl, his tail whipping behind his sexy ass.

“Oh…um hello,” Terry gave a little wave close to his chest. “Is Levi home?”

“What? I ain’t good enough for ya?” Kam had a little annoyance in his tone, but it was well covered by the sly smirk and smooth voice.

Terry didn’t know what to say and his face got redder. Kameron decided to have mercy on the little cougar and answered his question.

“Levi’s not here, but we were told, in no uncertain terms, to pick up the slack while the snow boy is away.”

“Oh…I…I don’t know…I w-wouldn’t want to impose…”

“You got it bad, don’t ya?” Kam put his hands on the top of the door and leaned forward, his head dipping out of his apartment, his massive muscles bulging as he looked down at the shrinking feline. “Why don’t you let daddy Kam and uncle Caleb take care of you?”

Terry felt like he was going to burn up, but for once, not from his heat. Something about being caught in Kam’s eyes was like he could see every dirty thought the cougar had ever had, every intrusive desire that crossed his mind, every lewd longing that made his knees quiver and his pussy quake.

“Come now Kam,” The Clydesdale’s powerful hand pushed Kam back into the apartment. “Pardon the bruit Terry. He means well, but he ain’t exactly subtle.”

“Oh…hi, um, are you Caleb?” Terry asked, cocking his head.

“Yes Sir-y-bub!” Caleb laid the southern accent on thick. He wore a jean jacket and matching pants with a pristine wife beater beneath it. His fur was a solid chocolate brown apart from his hands and hooves where they were white. “And you must be Levi’s dutiful student, Terry? Right? We met in passing a while ago, but I don’t think we’ve had the official meet-and-greet.”

Caleb held out a strong, calloused hand. Terry took it and winced in advanced for a strong, working man’s handshake, but was rewarded with a tender grip. Terry blinked and looked up at the horse, his mane cut short and his hair cropped into a nice up-do. The only thing missing from this image to make him the cover photo of every western hero movie would be a tanned cowboy hat and a piece of hay sticking from the corner of his muzzle. Though, somehow the absence of the two clichés made him feel far more genuine a cowboy than any old western he’d seen before.

“Listen, I know my man can be a lot,” Caleb took his hand back and put it over his heart like a man coming to his landlord with hat in hand. “But I assure you he’s got a heart of gold. Even if his moral compass travails south, he’s still a good guy.”

“Oh…Oh!” Terry put his hands up. “No! No, I didn’t think he was a bad guy or anything, but I was…I was just asking if Levi was here and—er Joey said you guys are great and we should get everyone together to play cards or something. I don’t know why I was so nervous or…I know who you guys are and everything—I…I just don’t know.”

“Heat hits your head funny, that’s for sure,” Caleb chuckled, showing off a bright smile. “Kam can’t tell his left from his right even when he’s off his cycle. I can’t even imagine what you sweet things truly go through.”

“I appreciate it,” Terry smiled and nodded. “I meant no offence.”

“None taken,” Kam poked his head down by Caleb’s shoulder. “I know I’m a lot of man to take in. Most people get out of the way until they realize how awesome I am. Then they’re the one’s chasing after me to catch up.”

“Not me baby,” Caleb smirked and kissed his man, their tongues lulling around each other. “I love me a horse I can’t tame.”

“Damn right you can’t,” Kam chuckled and gave a sexy growl before kissing Caleb again. “Damn, are you doin’ this to us Terry boy?”

Terry was pulled back to reality after watching those two kiss. They were mesmerizing with the way all that power moved so deliberately and languidly in their passionate lip-lock. Though, now that he had his wits about him again, he noticed his heat was wafting up from his loins. He wasn’t wearing a pad around the house anymore and he didn’t put one on before leaving the apartment. Why would he if he was just going to get it taken care of.

“S-Sorry,” Terry chuckled. “I didn’t mean to make you guys feel uncomfortable.”

“Nonsense,” Caleb smirked. “We’ve been enjoying your heat ourselves for some time now. We just didn’t realize the fresh stuff would hit so hard.”

“Yeah,” Kam gave a little nicker, tossing his stiff mane. “I mean, damn! And I thought Levi’s heat was hot. You’re like a glory hole compared to his bonfire.”

“A glory hole?” Terry cocked his head. “What’s that?”

“Oh yeah, got to remember not everyone at home knows that one,” Kam chuckled, rubbing his chin and causing his piercings to glint against his thick fingers. “It’s the furnace used to melt and mold glass. It’s also slang for a hole in a—”

“Anyway,” Caleb cut Kam off. “If you’ll let us, we’re more than happy to deal with your heat. I assure you we’re more than well enough equipped. Got protection and Levi left us some of his Plan B pills if you decided to come over.”

Terry had to think about that for a minute. He knew Joey approved of Caleb and Kam, and they did discuss spending time with them, so it was okay if he wanted to. He glanced over the two, the zebra helping Caleb take his jacket off and revealing the Clydesdale’s powerful arms, the sculpted muscles beneath that wife beater were powerful and strong. A sudden flush of warmth washed over Terry’s shoulders and chest. He liked Roman’s muscles, but these guys were so much larger and more powerful. He knew he could push Roman off him if he needed, not that he ever did, but these two could have their way with him easy enough.

And Terry’s blush grew deeper at that thought. The two showing him how to properly please larger men did sound enticing. Not that he thought Joey would ever become a muscle bound beast like these paragon of men, but that didn’t stop the fantasy from burning his cheeks.

“I…I’m willing to try,” Terry nodded. “Yeah, I want to try.”

“Hells yeah!” Kam punched his fist against the ceiling, a bit of the popcorn sealant dusting down on his shoulder. “We’re going to show you how these studs roll!” Kam snorted out his nostrils, a duo of streams practically fogging in the air.

“Woah there Kam,” Caleb smirked. “You know how Joey was. We’re going to take things slow and at Terry’s pace.”

“For sure, for sure,” Kam nodded. “But I bet we can get you inside him before the night is over. I mean, if he can take Joey no problem, then I bet you can work your way inside easy enough.”

“Don’t talk like he ain’t here,” Caleb slapped Kam’s chest with the back of his hand, a duo of gold rings glinting on his ring and pinky finger. “Show some respect, He’s willing to share his most intimate feelings with us, and Joey is counting on us to show him a good time and keep him safe. You want to let Joey down?”

“Of course not,” Kam rolled his eyes before letting them fall on the cougar. “We’ll take it at your pace, I promise on my left ovary we won’t do nothing you don’t want.”

“Well, Levi and I came up with a safe word,” Terry shrugged. “Is that something you guys do?”

“If it’s what you want, by all means, lets come up with something easy to remember,” Caleb smirked. “How about Booyah?”

“I don’t think I’d ever say anything like that,” Terry put a hand over his lips, hiding a chuckle.

“Then it’s perfect,” Kam winked. “Now, come on in and let us show you where the magic happens.”

Oddly enough Kam and Caleb’s room was cleaner than Roman and Levi’s. The snow leopard tended to have organized piles of clothes and everything was on display. The equines though had most of their clothes packed away or hanging in their closet. The floor didn’t have anything on it besides mystery stains.

“Oh, your room is so much cleaner than Levi’s,” Terry commented.

“Yeah, Levi is kind of a pack rat,” Kam shrugged. “Speaking of the little devil, how does he usually get you revved up?”

“Revved up?” Terry cocked his brow before sitting on the bed. There wasn’t much room to stand with both the body builders taking up space.

“Yeah, how does he get you in the mood? What do you like? What would you be comfortable with? Are there any specific rules of what you can and can’t do?”

“Oh!” Terry blushed. “Yeah, that makes sense. Joey and I didn’t really make any set rules for specific kinds of sex. It’s just that I can’t get pregnant and that’s about it.”

“Oh my, now that leaves a lot of room to stretch our hooves,” Kam winked. “How about this.”

Kam got onto his knees, the massive zebra’s Mohawk still crested above Terry’s head. He gently moved his hands up to Terry’s hips and pulled down on his pants, discarding them smoothly and tenderly.

“There, no pants, you want me to go further?” Kam asked.

“I…um…sure?” Terry blushed. He was such a big guy that could easily pin him down and the fact he was asking permission was making his fur ripple and stand on end.

“Oh, I’m sure Levi has taught you all about consent already,” Kam’s powerful hands gently stroked Terry’s thighs, warming them, but never going further or forcing him. “How about Caleb shows you some of his skills?”

The mattress beneath Terry shifted as Caleb sat down, causing Terry to lean into his powerful side. In one smooth motion, the Clydesdale had put his arm around his shoulder, his hand gently guiding Terry to look up. Then their lips were touching.

Terry’s spine tingled as he felt those lips touch his. They were large, thick, and powerful. He tenderly suckled on one, pulling it back and letting it smack back into a warm smile. Terry gave a little giggle before Caleb’s strong arm pulled him in closer, their lips smacking and playing with one another.

“Alright, sweetheart,” Caleb murred. “You ready for Kam to show you a good time?”

“Yes,” Terry purred.

Kam didn’t need any more confirmation. He gripped Terry’s boxers and pulled them down to reveal his puffy, pink-blushing snatch. Kam gave a low nicker before nuzzling it, getting a hard hit of those fresh, uncut pheromones. Kam’s own pussy quivered, swelling with his need as he opened his maw and his powerful lips wrapped around Terry’s entire pussy.

“Oh goodness,” Terry broke the kiss with Caleb as his pussy was wrapped in warm horse lips. Then Kam started gently smacking them against his clit. Terry’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and Caleb caught him from falling back.

“Woah there, Sweetheart,” Caleb chuckled. “You still with us?”

“Oh my,” Terry’s legs quivered further apart, his toe beans fanning as Kam gave him a cocky look. The zebra’s tongue lulled forward, slicking up those petals before curling around that clit and gently pulling at it, circling it, slurping, smacking and continuing to make out with those sensitive folds as Caleb continued to take his breath away.

“Yeah, Kam’s eaten a pussy out once or twice in his life,” Caleb winked down at his man, the Zebra winking back as he relentlessly worked over that snatch.

Terry had no way of describing it. It was like some sort of pleasure serpent was curling around his clit, sliding over his petals, teasing his entrance and smacking with just the right amount of pressure to force his heat to burn up his core, awakening his need like Kam’s mouth was made to stoke heat.

Then Kam’s tongue slipped inside his snatch. It wasn’t much, just a little ring around the entrance and back out. Just a little taste. Terry gave a shuddering moan as he huffed into Caleb’s shoulder. It was like Kam traced a halo and it spiraled up inside him, knocking his vertebrae and making him shiver. His hand slipped over and he gripped onto Caleb’s thigh, but…it wasn’t his thigh.

Terry blushed, his eyes locking with Caleb’s as he gave a warm smile.

“Can’t help it if my man going to town on a sweet thing like you gets this stallion hot and heavy,” Caleb’s cock throbbed in its denim prison. It was massive! Had the same dick been presented to Terry a few weeks ago, he would have ran to the hills in the opposite direction, but his heat roared inside him when he felt that fuck log throb in the Clydesdale’s pants.

“Can—” Terry gave a soft wine. “May I suck it?”

“You’re the one with the heat,” Caleb smirked, unzipping his pants. “First rule is you get whatever you want.”

“No,” Terry smirked, proud he could remember the other first rule. “Rule number one is consent. So, may I…suck your dick Caleb?”

“You really are somethin’ else,” Caleb gripped the hem of his pants and pulled them down, his musky crotch exposed showing he went commando underneath. “Yes, you can suck it, Sweetheart.”

Terry blushed at how soft and lewd the situation was. It was almost like the zebra and Clydesdale were two sides of the same coin. Night and day. Kam the dark and handsome zebra and Caleb the chocolate sun kissed Clydesdale. Kam may have been hot and heavy, but Caleb was soft and tender. Neither would force him to do anything he didn’t want to, so he would have to kind of take charge and let them know what he was okay with.

And he wanted to be more open and less reserved in expressing what he wanted. That’s what led to most of their problems at home, so he might as well start working on it now.

The cougar was pulled from his mental revelation when that dick sprang forward. It swung up and smacked Caleb’s chest, a drop of pre darkening a spot on his shirt. It was even more surreal out in the open. It was a foot and a half of mottled horse cock, easy, and it was hard for his heat. Somehow that idea made Terry’s heat bloom in his womb.

“Oh shit!” Kam came off Terry’s drooling pussy. “You really got him worked up with what you’re doing up there.”

“We hardly done anything yet,” Caleb beamed from above. “Though, you got him wanting dick like the Amazon wants rain.”

“Oh, you want me to keep going Terry?” Kam smiled, his long tongue flopping forward, several barbells glinting with his saliva as the tip of that member teased and lightly flicked over the cougar’s clit.

“Oh yes, please!” Terry moaned.

“You got it,” Kam murred and continued to slurp on that snatch, his lips descending on those petals to give them a good lashing. Meanwhile his fingers slipped into his own athletic shorts, a duo of fingers slipping into his greedy and dripping snatch. Kam’s shorts were soaked through already, his need dripping down his wrist and soaking his fingers as he played with his own sweet spot while making his way to Terry’s. Kam’s tongue slipped into those folds, circling, flicking back, and then going deeper, a slow two step that worked Terry’s snatch expertly.

Terry bit his lower lip and purred. He leaned into Caleb before sliding down, his nose coming to the musky tip of that cock. He must have just gotten back from work when he came over because he had the sweat and musk of a man who spent the day breaking rocks in the sun.

“Oh my Terry,” Caleb moaned as those purring vibrations rolled down his cock. “Oh that’s mighty fine.”

“It is?” Terry smiled before licking over that flared horse cock. The musky flavor of man filled his senses, his pussy being slowly pried open causing the Cougar to purr constantly. He opened his maw and tried to take that fat head into his muzzle. With some doing it was in and he slurped on that cock head, his hands gently stroking over that throbbing shaft.

Caleb leaned back, letting Terry come with him into a better position to suck him off and get eaten out. Kam continued to work that snatch, getting it nice and slick as his tongue graced a sweet spot in that warm love tunnel. Terry popped off that cock to moan out a sound half way between a meow and a growl as his love button was pressed. Kam decided to kick things up a notch and started digging his tongue in deeper, tracing love notes along that little bundle of nerves and causing Terry to huff and moan against that thick cock head.

“Need me to help you there Terry?” Caleb asked and threaded his powerful fingers through the cougar’s hair. He had two golden rings on his fingers, one on his ring finger and another on his pinky as he guided Terry back to his cock head. Terry moaned and let that hand bring him to that fat, flared head. He slurped it up, his lips smacking, making out with that piss slit and tasting the salty essence of man as it filled his senses.

Terry was trying to do his best to suck Caleb off, but he just wasn’t as good as Levi was. His lips worked over the shaft as best he could and his tongue swirled around, but a deep, rumbling nicker from Caleb told Terry he was doing a good job. Terry’s tail lashed about behind him, flicking side to side as he worked that shaft, sucking and bobbing on the first few inches before it caused him to gag and retreat.

It didn’t help that the cougar didn’t have his wits about him with his pussy dripping over Kam’s chin, wetting his stubble and matting the Zebra’s soul patch, making the piercing there glisten as he continued to work that pussy. Those petals were puffy, pink and ready to pop. It was time Kam pulled off the kid gloves. He started to flitter his tongue deep inside on that g-spot, making Terry’s eyes go wide.

“Oh god!” Terry couldn’t hold back anymore, his legs quivered and his pussy popped. He shouted out in his orgasm as he squirted over the zebra’s muzzle. Kam gulped down that orgasm, working his tongue over those sensitive bits as that pussy sprayed his tongue and muzzle with the strongest heat he had ever been hit with.

Slowly Terry came down from his first orgasm, Kam’s tongue slipping from that pussy and giving his clit a little kiss before Kam stood up and peeled his soaking shorts off and letting them smack on the ground.

“Fuck Caleb, I need that dick and I fucking need it NOW!” Kam growled. His eyes were burning with lust as he lapped the bitch slick from his lips.

“Fuck babe, I need a nice warm place to put this too,” Caleb chuckled. “How about you get in position and we can give Terry a preview of what he’ll be having.”

Kam snorted, a bit of that pussy juices spraying from his nostrils as he took Terry in his arms, the cougar barely aware of what was happening. The zebra laid back, pulling the little cougar onto his powerful chest and making out with the little wild cat. Terry moaned, the smell of his own pheromones dancing in his head as Kam made out with him. The zebra was more aggressive than before, but Terry didn’t care anymore. He was on cloud nine and coming back down to Earth for more.

Caleb stood up and looked at his man and Terry making out on the bed. He simply smirked, gripping his iron hard cock and lining it up with Kam’s snatch and pressing forward. The Clydesdale gave a deep nicker and started thrusting. Kam threw his head back and nickered, his powerful thighs shuddering as he spread them and Caleb plunged his monster cock deep into those sopping depths.

“FUCK YES CALEB! FUCK ME!” Kam shouted, his powerful hands gripping Terry and pulling him close to make out with him as they both bounced. Terry could feel Caleb fucking Kam, he could feel the light bulge of that dick push against the Zebra’s abdominal wall. It was subtle, almost indistinguishable from the rest of Kam’s writhing, but he could feel it. Terry opened his maw and let Kam sink his tongue dip into his mouth as they made out. Terry grinded down his hips on Kam’s abs, his little bullet pushing between them while he gripped the zebras massive pecs, tweaking his nips while Caleb smacked away at his needy snatch.

“Fuck baby! You’re milking me like crazy! It’s like you’re in heat,” Caleb nickered, fucking into that snatch harder and faster. “You want to have a go at this stallion Terry?”

“Oh fuck yes!” Terry broke the kiss, his pussy drooling and causing a froth to form on Kam’s abdominals as they made out and grinded against one another. Every time Caleb bottomed out, Terry could feel the bump of that dick make those abs he was bouncing his bullet against shift. It was maddening to feel such a studly cock so close and be so empty—

“Oh GOD!” Terry’s back arched as Kam’s fingers slipped down beneath his cheeks and slipped inside his cunt. A duo of fingers were playing with his love tunnel, working it and causing it to drip and drool.

“That’s right baby!” Kam murred. “I’m going to get you nice and ready for the fucking thickness! Just let me finish creaming on that fucking daddy Stallion dick!”

“Oh so, mmm! Dirty,” Terry moaned, biting his bottom lip. Kam’s fingers played with his petals and folds with the knowledge of someone who had a pussy. He knew just how to make his thighs quiver with a simple flutter of digits and rub of his knuckles.

“FUCK YEAH BABY! FUCK THAT PUSSY! PUT A FUCKING FOULE IN ME! FUCK!” Kam was getting really into it, that heat making him desperate. “FUCKING NUT IN THAT FUCKING—FUCK!!!!”

Kam couldn’t hold it back, his pussy popped, Caleb putting on a satisfied smirk as he slammed harder and faster. The Clydesdale’s dick plunged deep into that pussy, his balls smacking Kam’s ass as he thrusted through the quivering orgasm of his man.

Kam screamed, shouted as he writhed on that dick, his thighs shaking uncontrollably. Terry could feel the messages of pleasure Kam’s body was sending to his brain by the way the goosebumps rolled over his flesh and made his fur stand on end. Powerful streams of Kam’s fem cum splattered Caleb. The cowboy had struck oil and was enjoying the pleasure of knowing his oil rig was responsible for that gusher.

“H-Holy shit,” Kam huffed. “Oh my fucking god that was so FUCKING good.”

“Oh my goodness,” Terry had a deep blush on his muzzle. “Do you think…I can handle it.”

“Fuck,” Kam took something that Caleb handed him from the night stand. “Only one way to find out.”

Terry noticed the med before Kam could tear it open. It was a Plan B pill. Terry didn’t like using them so much, and he had a doctor’s appointment ready for his own prescription, but Terry knew himself better now. He knew he wouldn’t be able to let that cock pull out. He wanted that nut inside him. He wanted that manly stallion cream to breed him nice and deep.

A dark and dirty idea of Terry and Joey raising a kid that was clearly not theirs made a burning blush flush his face just as Kam pressed his lips to his. They made out, the pill twirling around their tongues before Terry gulped it down. That fantasy would be nice fuel for this heat dousing session.

Caleb murred and pulled back, his cock glistening with a glaze of Kam’s fem nut. That massive horse cock was throbbing, oozing pre like a broken faucet and twitching constantly.

“You ready for me, Sweet Heat?” Caleb changed the cute little sweetheart nickname into something far more lewd that made Terry’s toes curl.

“Yes!” Terry knew the rules of consent.

“Gunna be a tight fit, but I think we can make this work,” Caleb leaned forward, the gold chain that normally hid beneath his wife beater dangled and tickled Terry’s spine. “You ready to grow my herd, Sweet Heat?”

“Yes! Please! Please fuck me!” Terry’s mind raced with the fantasy of being fucked by this wild stallion. Terry could see how Caleb could tame Kam so easy now. It wasn’t so much his dick, as much as it was the air of confidence he had. He knew he could find more pussy in his harem if he was denied release from one of his mares. He needn’t be pushy when all the pussy would fling itself at him.

Kam smirked and gripped Terry’s cheeks, his powerful fingers prying those tight buns apart and using his pinkies to spread those petals. Terry’s pussy quivered, winking as best it could wile so well worked open at the stallion stud before it. Caleb nickered and lined his cock up with that pussy. He couldn’t help it when a pussy winked at him. He couldn’t keep teasing anymore. His balls boiled with the need to breed and he wouldn’t be denied.

Caleb pressed forward and snorted in frustration at his cock head not going in all the way. Terry shuddered at the pressure. He could feel it trying to pry him open, and he was ready, he knew he could take it. He needed it! He needed to breed!

Suddenly Caleb’s cock sank in and Terry gave a shuddering gasp before melting onto Kam’s chest as the Zebra murred, kissing the cougar’s neck as his man started to sink his cock into the tightest snatch he had the pleasure of fucking in a long time.

“Fuck! You’re one tight mare,” Caleb tossed his mane, his hair starting to droop from the sweat. His musky cock sank deeper into those folds, Kam’s fem cum lubing the way as they sank deeper and deeper until that median ring kissed those petals. Caleb wasn’t fully bottomed out yet, but he didn’t want to overdo it on Terry’s first time.

“Please! Just a little more!” Terry pushed back, arching his spine and getting that dick to sink in a few more inches until that horse head was making out with his cervix. Terry practically had heart eyes as his heat rewarded him with a blooming of pleasure for getting that dick primed and ready to answer the call to nature.

Caleb was floored, his hooves kicking on the carpet to try and hold back the pleasure from overtaking him. He love it when a mare pushed back. That’s why he loved Kam so much. Caleb took a deep breath before pulling back, his head almost causing a plunger like effect with how tight it was, drawing more of Terry’s slick out as he fucked right up against that cervix. Caleb brought a hand down to his mate’s snatch, slipping a few fingers into Kam and playing with his pussy in time with his thrusts inside Terry.

“Fuck you two are so hot,” Kam rumbled, his fingers coming down to pet Terry’s clit while his man fucked and bulged his belly with his stallion dick.

Terry groaned, his legs keeping his hips at the perfect angle for Caleb to sink in over and over, bottoming out again and again as Caleb got into a rhythm. Terry was already close from the fingering, but now with his cervix being played with and that median ring popping in and out of his sweet snatch, he wasn’t going to last long.

“Caleb! I-I can’t hold back long! You’re going to make me cum!” Terry gasped.

“Yeah, Sweet Heat?” Caleb murred. “You ready for that stallion nut? You want my foals?”

“You want those foals Sweet Heat?” Kam egged on Terry.

“Yes! Please! Breed me!” Terry shuddered as Caleb kicked it up a notch.

“You want to be my mare, Sweet Heat?” Caleb grunted, gripping a fistful of Terry’s hair and pulling it back to force him to hold his arch. “I’m gunna bust! You want to join my harem?”

Caleb had a dark and dirty side too. Once he was steeped in enough heat and horny enough he became quite the dom. Even the gentleman cowboy couldn’t overcome the primal urge of a stallion needing to breed and grow his harem.

“Yes! CUM IN ME!” Terry’s pussy started to quiver as his orgasm started to take hold.

“FUCK YES! WELCOM TO THE RANCH SWEET HEAT!” Caleb roared, his muscles flexing as his balls bounced up and his cock head flared. His dick head swelling and causing that cervix to open up as his piss slit opened and spat his foals deep into his pussy. Thick streaming jets shot forward into Terry. The cougar screamed as his pussy popped off. After just a few thick jets it was squirting out of his pussy, thick streams crashing into one another and spraying out of that quivering pussy. Terry’s fem cum welled up in Kam’s abs, dripping between them and soaking his abdomen in his release.

“Damn,” Caleb huffed, whipping sweat from his brow and pulling out of Terry. “You can be just as kinky as Kam, huh?”

Terry was a moaning mess on Kam’s chest, unable to answer.

“Fuck,” Kam murred. “Caleb, we’re not done yet. Go get a Gatorade and come finish me off too.”

“You got it babe.” Caleb huffed as he slipped his fingers from Kam’s cunt. “You need anything Sweet Heat?”

“No, I’m good,” Terry moaned as Caleb’s cum drooled from his gaped pussy. Terry was worried that he may have gotten pregnant, but deep down he knew he wasn’t. He could feel his heat was satisfied for now, but it wasn’t gone.

Not yet.

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