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Traveling Salesman Chap 2

"Heh... bet I can fix it." Barthalow boasted as he shoved eggs and biscuits into his mouth. "Darn this is some good cookin'!" The big stud grunted trying to get some more before his brothers ate it all.

"Sure'in the boy has away with mechanical things." Cameron grunted as he sipped his coffee, admiring the breakfast and his big son's. "Ya can go down there and show him what's the matter with it." The grizzled old stallion grunted. The big Tiger licked his lip's thinking even if the car didn't get fixed... something would!

"Of course." The feline agreed at once. "But I want to help you get cleaned up here as well."

"Ahhhh ya don't have to do that." The old stallion grunted. "Ya done enough just cookin' breakfast."

"Well I still plan on helping you." The Tiger insisted. "I can't help but notice, that with your

oldest out at town. There are only four here at the table, are you missing one?" The big Tiger asked cocking his head to the side, inquisitively. The older horse gruffed.

"Eh, yep... Frank's taken ill." "And with Barthalow helping you out, I'll only have the twins

here and Cobalt to help out."

The Tiger interrupted. "Well, what is it you have to get done?" Cameron puffed on his pipe a bit, as the rest of the table was cleaned off by the four big studs. "Well I'll need two to milk the cows, I reckon... and probably four to get all the threshing done today." The Tiger put up his paws.

"Well... Miguel could help Cobalt with the milking... he's shorter after all; closer to the udders." He chuckled. "And I have just the thing for the twins... will help them do the work of two furs apiece!

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The large tiger climbed into the massive pick up truck, Barthalow fitting in snugly behind the wheel. He eagerly cranked up the ole wheezer and they started chugging down the driveway.

"So... ah Barthalow you have a girlfriend?" The horse turned and stared at the tiger quizzically. Then shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"Uh... no." He admitted his look and manner telling the Tiger something illicit was going on.

Charn smiled, enjoying the large bulge in the horse's cut off short shorts. "A shame..."

Swaggering over to the car, the big horse opened the hood. And bent over looking the motor over, his cut off short shorts. Offering the big Tiger a excellent view of Barthalow's big low hanging orbs. Clearly the horse was proud of his endowments, and the Tiger had to admit; he had plenty of reason to be!

Charn snickered, the big balls half crushed against an inner thigh. By denim fabric of the tight short shorts... he'd have to remedy that. The big feline thought with a smirk as he placed a paw on the horse's shoulders. Pushing him forward, to make him lean in; and tug those shorts up even higher. "The sound was coming from about in there..." He gestured towards the area behind the radiator, where the fan belt had obviously snapped. Peeking out of the corner of his eyes, as one huge nut flopped free of the tight shorts off cut leg.

"Darn this looks crappy." Barthalow grunted grabbing the broken belt, and pulling it out. "Don't ya ever do maintenance?" He asked, shifting his body slightly. To release his trapped nut, so it flopped over free with his other one. "This wouldn't keep it from runnin' tho'." The big stud grunted.

"Well... yeah, you know." "Times have been kind of slow." Charn grunts taking the broken belt, wrapping and folding the long sturdy strap between his fingers. With both heavy nuts flopped free, they hang down further and further. Tugging the soft loose scrotal skin along with them, until they rest against the cars grill. The tiger imagines himself simply noosing them with the belt. Just noosing them, and tugging the ends hard, trapping them. He glances up, hearing the horse's voice. Barthalow was talking, turning, and watching him looking at his big nuts. The horse grinned, spreading his legs wider as he noticed the Tiger's admiring look.

"Somethin' tell's me ya could've fixed the car yerself..." The naive farm boi infers, lifting his long flowing tail up to better display his big round rump. The horse gives Charn a slightly leering grin. "Like this view huh..."

"Yeah, I do." The big feline grunted, reaching out to cup and squeeze Barthalow's ass cheeks. The horse whickered softly, at the Tiger's touch, large, firm fingers stroking over his tight bubble butt. "In fact I'd like to see more!" Charn growled, a claw slid up the back of the horse's shorts. Barthalow gasped as he felt his shorts rending, along the seam. "It can be fixed, but..." The razor sharp claw slides up, cutting easily through the tough fabric. Delicately caressing the inner cleft between the stud's buttocks as the hot butt hole was revealed. "How about this... you fix my car." The Tiger purred huge warm paw slowly closed around the horses dangling egg's, gripping them pleasantly. "And I'll fix an itch, I been meaning to scratch?" The big stud smiled as the Tiger admitted he liked males.

"Man I'm glad... not many guys like us around here!" The big horse panted obviously enjoying the Tiger's roving paw. "I'm lucking to have a buddy on the next place out..." The big stud explained, as he shivered as the claw reveals his big dark anus. "Still its hard fer us to get together... so I never get enough dick... always... Ummmmm horny!" He pants as Charn's strong paw grasps his big sack pleasantly. "O... Ok sure, hand me that socket wrench if ya will." The stallion grunts bending over farther, ass lifting up into the air; as he works on the engine.

Seeing this obvious display the Tiger snickers, putting the toolbox within easy reach. Than handing him a socket wrench... the feline knows what the tools are, of course. His finger's tugging more on those big balls, slowly stretching them down. Until the horse's torso flexed and tensed as his ass lowered a bit. "Oh yeah?" "What's your buddy like?" The Tiger asked licking the drool off his lips. Barthlow grunts, as he begins taking the engine apart. Finding it hard to concentrate, as his big balls are stretched. The stallion's big cock forcing its way out of his sheath, and over filling the crotch of his shorts. "Maybe I'll head over to his place on the way out..." He snickers at that thought, and licks one thick finger. Before without warning worming it up the horse's soft supple chute. Noting as he did that Barthalow hardly seemed surprised and was apparently delighted with this action.

"Brady... oh he's great, a big sweet bull... loves to mount up!" The stallion grunts, half humping the front of the car; as the finger is shoved up his tight donut shaped anus! "He... he'd... like you!" Barthalow assured his voice low and husky with arousal, long cock at last crawling out of his shorts. And was dangling down the inner thigh of his left leg.

"I can understand why you're always horny too... you got some big jewels!" He observed honestly.

"Yeah all the family has'em!" The distracted stud groaned.

"And I think I know why you like to show them off." Charn sneered glancing through the tools, seeing what he had to work with."

"Oh... its becuz... but why do you think?" The stud started to explain then decided he'd rather hear the Tigers thoughts. "Vice grips..."

"Vice grips, huh?" Charn picks them up, mentally gauging. Imagining clamping them around that soft vulnerable sack... as the glands of the horse's maleness kisses the shiny chrome bumper. "Damn huge dude!" He purred stroking the underside of the big pink organ with the soft furry back of one paw. "You gotta be bigger than your brothers." He grunt's handing the vice grips to the horse, his finger sliding in and out of Barthalow's hot hole firmly.

"Uhuuuu well... bigger than some of them anyway!" He assures, as his big blunt cock head begins to leak silvery pre over the cold steel bumper. Then slips the big finger out, reaching over to open the oil plug he dips them in. Fingers coming out black, and greasy Charn pushes both of them up the horse's winking ass. Slicking it up as he lazily toys with Barthalow's heavy nuts! Maybe the stallion secretly wants to have his balls played with. "I think it's cuz you like them being squeezed like this... but mostly its because you like showing off to your brothers."

"FFFFUUU..." Groans excitedly as your greasy fingers are thrust up him... hip's pushing back to meet them. "Oh yeah... I like that, and the squeezin'." He admits.

"You ever hope one of your bigger bros would bend you over and plow you?" He emphasizes the question by ramming two more fingers into Barthalow's rump! Toying with the horse's ass, as he tests the slut's limits. Grunts, accidentally clamping the vice grips on to his finger!

"What..." The big horse chokes looking back startled at this question. "You think I want my brothers to... to..." Acts shocked, and disgusted; but the Tiger can see his huge cock tensing harder. Even more of the stallion's pre-cum spurting out, his breath growing deeper and more ragged as Charn added more fingers.

"Oh come on now..." Purrs jamming his fingers in to squeeze and fondle Barthalows pleasure knot. "We all admire and desire really big cocks."

"Ohooooooo gods... you... your arm would be just about as big as Abel's cock..." The stallion moaned eye's glazed over, mind obviously engaged in fantasy.

Seeing his chance the Tiger leaned over, and spread the horse's long arms. Quickly handcuffing Barthalow's wrists to the hinges of the car hood. Then kicking his long equine legs out splayed, tight shorts pinching at the root of the stud's cock and sack. Legs tied to the ends of the bumper, the horse's cock bent slightly on the now slick chrome. "Very good..." Charn purred. Barthalow looks confused, as he is cuffed and tied; but is obviously very excited.

"Does this turn you on?" He questioned, liking the kinkiness of it. "Cuz you could have me without them..." The young stud grunts lustfully, tail flagging and flicking around high.

"It really does." "Nothing like a fine piece of ass all laid out and ready for the taking!" The Tiger purrs oiling his fingers again, then works his whole fist into the horses already stretched ass!

"Whiiinnnyyyy!" The horse squealed as the big felines paw is ravishing his tight anus. Charn snickered as he kept pushing, even as the horse's sphincters tried to keep him out.

"You dream about taking Abel's big cock, huh?" He teases. "Taking it all the way inside you?" The other paw fastens around that soft unsuspecting sack, and he cruelly stretches those orbs down again.

"Well I... not exactly dream about... my brother fucking... I'm not a perv..." The aroused stallion denied.

"He'd never take your ass, though..." "Would he?" "Because you're a guy... he'd see your ball's and freak out!" Planting dark seeds in the horse's mind, as he wiggles more of his fist. Into the stallions snug tight backside.

"Yeah... oh fuckin' yeah take me!" The horny stud moans lustfully, as the oiled fingers stretch his hole wide. "Uhuuuuuu!" Groans as his passions grow, with the depth of the Tiger's paw. "Yes... oh god yes... taking it inside of mmmmm." Grunting in pain, as his big balls are pulled down and out. He pushes into the equine anus, through the quivering sphincters there. Big striped paw slowly works its way deeper into the horse's guts. Feeling the hot muscular chasm clutch and grip at his arm. "Yeah." "Yeah you're right, he'd never fuck a guy..." Squeals loudly as the Tiger's big paw at last is forced passed his anal ring! "Shit... oho SSSHHHIIITT!" He grunts

"Well..." "Maybe I can help you get fucked by Abel..." Charn purred slowly closing his paw into a fist. "Would you like that?" "Having your older brother wrapped around you, huffing in your ear; dumping his load deep in your pretty ass?" He questioned leading the horse on, fueling his incestuous fantasy. Even as he snagged the vice clamps from the hood of the car, tracing the low slung pouch with their steel jaws! Greasy steel jaws slowly closing around Barthalow's scrotal neck, until it is softly pinched. Then he roughly slam's his fist deeper into the horse. "Huh?" "You want that?" He demands growing aggressive now as his own passions flare. Barthlow's head snapped back, his big body tensing and pulling against the restraints. As the Tiger's paw was shoved up his ass, pounding against his hard prostate gland.

"Fuckin' hell!" He chokes, his long thick cock going slightly limp. Even as hot rivers of pre-cum spill over the bumper, and puddle in the dirt below. His long proud equine head dropping forwards in submission, as he gives himself up. To the Tiger and his own perverted fantasies. "Ye... yea... I'd love to have him... to feel him... UUUUUUUUUUU!!!" Squeals loudly as the fist is punched in hard and deep. "YES!!!" Charn leans down; crouching... pinching the nut cords just a bit more. Feeling those cord give, then a bit more, before reaching for the thick cock. He tugs it back, the shorts shifting, pinching off the base almost completely. Allowing no blood to go into or out of the big organ anymore. The feline snickers, bending the flexible shaft back. Slurping it between hungry carnivore lips, as nimble fingers work to tighten the clamps jaws. Almost as an absent thought, he tugs most of his arm back out of the horse's ass. Before punching it back in, feeling the slick inner skin slither past his hard unyielding fist.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" The stallion moans in delight, as the big paw is punched deep up his asshole. Charns hot mouth engulfing his long semi hard cock only adding to the ecstasy. Charn batters the hard prostate, as he chews and sucks down more of the horse's length. His strong paw moving to squeeze the clamps firmly, steel jaws working like a burdizzo! They latch on hard, the big nuts suddenly cut off from the rest of the horse's body. Pre gushing a torrent as the fist beats Barthalow's hard prostate. The combination of sexual pleasure, and testicle pain overwhelming the horse's brain. Not even noticing, as the vice grips clamp down on his vulnerable cord's! "OHOOOO... gods yes more please." He begs not realizing that what he was begging for was his own emasculation! The big feline slurps down the pre-cum like it was fine wine. Rrrring warmly at the gushes of it... he twists his knuckles. Noogying the horse's throbbing prostate gland with one paw, the other squeezing the vice grips all the way shut! One edge clamping of, the other shearing through soft male flesh! A dull thud is heard, as Barthalow's huge ball's come free; and bounce off the car bumper. The Tiger snickers around his mouthful, and rams his fist in and out savagely! In and out, in and out! Until the neutered former stallion, gives him a hot sperm less mouthful of prostate juice. Barthalow is confused... he knows he's cumming... but it feels different somehow.

"Ammmm yeah oh fuck yeah..." He grunts as the pleasure thunders through him as his cock gushes. But something is missing some sensation, ‘Cock flare...' no that's not it... ‘Rush of fluids...' no he can feel that! ‘Balls drawing up...' The big former stallion grunted, twisting his long equine neck around to look over his shoulder. Unable to see under his own tail, but that hardly mattered. For at that moment the big grinning Tiger held something up. It took Barthalow a few seconds to recognize the bulging roan furred sack. Then his big dark eyes flew open wide in shock, but oddly also fascination. "Is that my...?" He asked sounding strangely peaceful, compared to how his brother had sounded the night before. "Did you just cut my ball's off?" The new gelding asked almost brightly.

"That's right..." Charn purred as he moved up closer to the new gelding. "Without these..." The Tiger shook the over stuffed sack. "Your not rightly a male anymore... can't breed mares or make foals!"

"Hey... yeah." Barthalow moaned weakly, as his dissevered sack rubbed against his big round nose.

"So no true stallion will have any objection to rutting you, like the slutty little gelded filly you are!" The big feline pushed the young horse back, lifting his thighs. To plant his thick hard feline male hood between Barthalows bubble butt cheeks! "Time for your fucking little filly!" Charn purred making the horse shiver with delight.

Fin Chap 2