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Angus sipped his sweetened iced tea as he lazed on the heavy lounge on the patio the sound of the lawnmower sawing through the afternoon air. He was trying to focus, for once, on the page in front of him, but the view of the muscular black horse kept distracting him. He'd get about three lines of a paragraph read when he'd find his eyes glancing up hopefully trying to steal a glance at the stallion plodding methodically across the lawn.

The red mower glided gently and with precise movements over the Bermuda the bull had chosen for his backyard oasis. It was his favorite. The soft smell of the grass reminded him of times on his uncles farm when they'd bring in the feed and deal with the feral cows.

Muscles gleamed under brilliant black fur as Darren continued to mow. He'd shed his shirt as soon as he'd gotten here. Angus smiled to himself with self-satisfaction as he watched the stallion wipe his forelock out of his eye, the biceps bulging as his arm curved, his wide lats only partly obscuring the matted pit fur there soaking with sweat. The bovine drooled like a feral tiger spying a juicy deer, his hunger causing his ample sheath to swell. Self-satisfaction indeed, since he'd finally convinced his wife Elly to let the firm do the yard work instead.

_She wanted them to do the housework, but after those interviews they said they would be more suited to yard work. Her loss, my gain. _

He about came in his shorts that night thinking of the hot stallion and one of his boys coming to work on the yard. His marriage was in a rut, and the firm offered toned and hot men who could clean, cook, sew, vacuum, and apparently, do yard work as well. It hadn't been in the brochure, but he didn't care. It suited him just fine. He'd be able to watch them as much as he wanted and to hell with her.

They'd fought the next day before he'd headed to work claiming that he was focusing on his own needs too much, again. He'd countered that he wasn't what with the amount of work he put in to provide the house, the food, the cars, the vacations to Europe, and all those little fripperies she liked.

As if those things matter, but she seems to like them anyway. Huh, I almost don't understand her anymore.

The sweet cow had changed in the last five years. The first ten of their marriage had been awesome. Hot sex, lots of cuddles, then nothing. So he'd done what all males do in circumstances like that.

He turned to gay porn. Lots of it. Dog on cat, rabbit on wolf, bull horse and deer on fox, and any other combination you could think of. Hot sweaty guys with big muscles, fembois, average guys, and even a cuntboi or two. Every other day or two he'd have his special 'alone time' in the office and spill his hot thick load while watching the videos. He'd also bought a lot of fun toys to help him. A proverbial army of fleshlights lined an entire shelf in his office ready to do battle at his command. Another had a series of special sleeves designed to encase his cock and stimulate it with pulses of electricity. Those had become his favorite.

And Elly? She'd turned her nose up the first time she'd found one of his cum soaked shirts in the wash, confronting him about it with a withering "Why?" He was surprised she hadn't thrown it out honestly. She had given him a look she'd never given him before when he didn't answer. What befuddled him even more was when he'd found that cum encrusted shirt under her pillow.

Ah, what does she know? She doesn't know what to do to get me off anymore so I do what I can, and if its watch a hot stallion mow my lawn to get me in a mood to even go near her during our 'once a month' session, then so be it.

Having these two hot horses do yard work had been the particular carrot for this big bull. He'd agreed to do his husbandly duty to her, in return for being able to ogle the help. This would 'get him ready' as he put it. It was also hush hush that the firm also performed "other duties" but it wasn't on any paper or advertisement. Very discrete. If the employees did something well, that was different. An employer couldn't help what their employees did off the clock right? Angus thought he might try his paw on the pair of brothers sometime if he got a chance. It was a pair as well. The big black stud, and the little bay.

Hrm, where is that little thing? Such a cutie!

Angus hadn't had his paw on a sweet male rump since his days in college. What young experimental Holstein would deny himself the chance to have a little fun before marriage anyway? He and Elly were slated to get married in four years, so he'd had as much fun as he could while he could.

His favorite 'friend-with-benefits' in college had been Carlos. Not because of his build, but because of his skill as a bottom. Carlos has been a sweet little pinto who was similar to the smaller horse Darren had brought with him. Darren called his brother 'colt' even thought he wasn't really a colt. It was a term others outside of equine circles used that was similar to 'boi.'

Cole was slender, trim, and well defined without being muscular. His silky black tail and mane and tail were well cared for, and he had blue eyes that sparkled at the bull every time he'd glance over. The clothing the little horse wore didn't help. Tight little cut off jean shorts, a half shirt that showed off a slender set of pert abs, slender yet muscular arms, and a round little butt.

Angus shifted again as his crotch began to get tight as he watched the flirty horse trot over to the flowerbed. He hadn't asked the young equine to shed his clothing. Yet. He preferred big muscular horses anyway. The bigger, the better. So much more fun to get his cock in. He liked the struggle they put up when he was balls deep inside of them. Of course he had a huge pair. Elly had loved them, so she said, but men tended to be more appreciative.

"Mr. Upton? Mr. Upton?" Darren was walking over. The bull had gotten distracted again, and as his name was called, he got distracted for another reason. The black horse was ripped, and his stride was cockily confident as he clopped over. Huge broad pecs, mountainous shoulders, corded legs that rippled as he walked, and abs. Those abs, in Angus's opinion, were the hottest he'd ever seen, each one bunching in turn, causing a sexy ripple as the stud walked closer.

"Mr. Upton?" A black paw waved in front of his eyes and he snorted scowling a little.

"Yeah?" He took a sip of his cold tea savoring the sweetness on his tongue.

"Mind if we take a break for a bit? Cole and I have been working most of the afternoon." The horse gestured to the two chairs sitting on the patio, one on each side of the bull.

Angus nodded his white head convivially. "Of course, be my guest." He said swallowing his tea quickly. He so badly wanted to ask the horse how much for an hour or so of "fun" but was a little shy. Also he hadn't cleared that with Elly. There was the chance that he'd push too far and end up in divorce court. If he paid for it, and didn't ask, he'd be in terrible trouble, because then she'd know what he was doing. That didn't stop him from looking though, and oh did he look hard, his eyes roaming appreciatively over the muscled steed as he took his seat, leaning back as far as he could on the chair, his legs spread wide, a tantalizing hint of black fur leading to a wonderfully buried treasure.

Angus didn't hide his hardon at all. He may be shy about asking for sex from one of the equines, but he wasn't shy around men he found attractive. Anyone for that matter. That's how he'd seduced Elly at that bar all those years ago. Slipping up behind her while dancing and pressing into her, and after a few minutes later when his length was good and hard, grinding it up against her.

"Sure is hot today Mr. Upton." The smaller horse walked over wiping his paw across his forelock, trying to get the sweaty strand to stay to the side, but it kept falling cutely over one eye.

"Mmmm yes. It is hot." He raised the water beaded glass to his lips and gently licked the rim turning back to the big stallion on his right. His bull meat strained his shorts as he laid there. His white fur was immaculate, but he was still a little matted from sweat.

Darren watched the sultry attempt at flirting and lifted his lips in a little smile. "Well, looks like you know all about, hot." He scooted the metal legged chair a little closer and laid his hand on the bull's wide thigh, tracing one thick chitinous finger hoof up the inseam to the warm damp crotch.

Angus smiled.

He didn't ask for payment!!!!

The white bull all but screamed to himself. That was something a lot of guys said he'd talked to about this firm. If they start something with you, they are into you and won't ask for payment up front. They weren't allowed to tease physically without payment. That was considered enticement and carried a heavy fine for the company. Payment was due before services started, otherwise there was the off chance the employees could decide to provide services without payment. He'd heard a few tales about that from his co-workers. One a nice big bear named Jordan. He had been imminently pleased with the equines. Angus repressed an excited shiver. He was going to be buried in horse ass soon and for free and Elly wouldn't know!

A light nickering chuckle reminded the horny male that he had more than one visitor just before the smaller paws began to rub his shoulders. He hadn't heard the little guy move at all.

"Hot bro. Yeah, haven't had bull in a while either! You know what they say about the dangers of a low beef diet?" There was a soft nibbling on Angus's floppy bovine ears as Cole ducked under the horns to whisper the answer softly. "You loose energy. Wouldn't want me or my brother to not have the strength to continue..our work do you?"

His arm went numb. There was no warning, no soft tingling sensation gently spreading out. He was like that. Touch his cock? He was hard. Kiss him? He got horny. Rub or nip his ears? He got erotically numb feelings on the side of the body he was touched.

A hard firm hand worked at his crotch, pulling down the metal fly, letting the (relatively) cooler air engulf his thick cock causing it to throb almost painfully. He lowed softly as the large hand of the jet colored stallion reached in and hefted the engorged beefy cock out into view. Angus glanced down and watched as that strong paw gave his cock a few long languid strokes, the bulbous head flaring at each stroke, his pre soaking its length and the black fur of the horse's index finger as it trickled down.

"Ooooh, a thick one!" The little stallion cooed as he straightened up, his ears perking at the sight. He didn't wait for confirmation or refusal. He left the bulls shouldesr and clopped to Angus's side grinning, bent over, then deftly pulled the bull's cock into his slender muzzle with his tongue, slurping down the length greedily, his cheeks bulging from the thickness.

"Wow." Angus groaned.

"I think he likes you little brother." Darren chuckled as he pulled out his cellphone.

"Uh, Darren, what are you doing?" Angus knitted his eyebrows as the big stallion now worked his nuts with one paw, and with the other dialed a number on his cell phone which he brought up to his ear with a wink. "Just checking in like I'm supposed to. Hang on."

The little bay horse kept bobbing his sweet muzzle along the Holstein's length, undulating his tongue on the underside of the shaft, using his soft lips to caress and squeeze the huge round bloated head.

"Hey. Missus Upton? Yeah, Darren here." Darren didn't miss a beat, his hand still working the bulls large orbs.

"Uh, what?" Angus's head shot up, but he didn't move.

Did he say Missus Upton? Angus was a little worried now.

"Yeah, we've half started. Uh huh. Yeah, he's enjoying our work. Yup. Quite a lot. Very pleased. Hrm? Sure, hang on." Darren locked eyes with the bull and held his phone out to the startled bovine. "It's for you."

Angus had to take a sharp breath as the coltish stallion dove down quickly, managing to deep throat him for the first time in what the bull had estimated was at least a few decades, but still managed to grasp the phone in one large paw and bring it up to his head tentatively, almost afraid as if the device would bite his ear off. Elly had a temper, and Angus knew it, and if she knew what was happening. Well, to say that he would be in trouble would be an understatement.

"Uh, Yeah?" He'd had to hide another intake of breath as the large stallion slipped his paw under his fat bulls nuts to run a finger hoof along Angus's leathery taint causing him to almost squeal into the phone. His taint was very sensitive.

"Hello darling. Listen, I'm not going to be home for several hours. I understand Darren and Cole have started working?" There was a slight edge to her voice that set off little alarm bells in Angus's brain. Every time she used that tone, something was going to happen. Something unpleasant, expensive, and that left him a little unsure as to what was going to happen next.

He paused for a moment while Darren watched his face. "Honesty Angus, it's was part of your vows right? To love, cherish, and honor?" The horse whispered.

The bull swallowed the lump of fear and dove straight into the waters of truth. Sort of. "Uh, yes dear. They're working now. And, aha, quite well." Honesty right? He was completely honest. He told the truth, just not all of it.

"Uh huh. Well listen, I need to go, but I'm running late. I'll be home an hour or so later than expected. So I hope you'll be ready for me when I get there. Let me speak to Darren again." Her tone hadn't changed a bit. He nodded even though she couldn't hear him and passed the cell phone back to the black horse.

Angus quickly brought paw up to his forehead, he was drenched in sweat from nerves. That had been close. Very close.

"Yeah. Ok, sure. Just like you wanted. Yup. More than ready for you. You'll see. Ok. Bye." Darren shoved the phone back in his pocket with a beaming smile.

"Well, I think you got enough out of that Cole. You know what to do." The stallion stood up and clopped away for a moment, but Angus was far from alone. The smaller bay horse pulled off f the raging hard cock and wiped his chin of sticky pre and spit, his eyes sparkling.

"Sure thing. Let's see what this big boy can do." He sounded positively esthetic to the bull who was more than a little confused at this turn of events.

"Do?" He asked as Cole began stripping his clothes off, pulling his tight shirt up over his head and mane, his muzzle arcing to the sky in order to pull the garment off. His denim shorts followed suit, and it was evident that he loved his job. His cock was half hard and leaking pre, the clear thick liquid beading and streaming down his leg fur, the mottled flesh poking cutely out from his sheath.

"Yeah, do. As in, perform. Turn over and back up. Darren will be back in a minute." The order was simple. Perhaps, Angus thought, he was going to get a nice back massage. He always loved those. His bull brain was a little sluggish when he got aroused, and wasn't too concerned. After all he had a naked little stud here. What could be better?

He hefted his frame up and dutifully turned over, his broad and smooth white ass cheeks glinting in the sun like snow covered mountains, his whip like tail arcing once in a while belying his excitement. The rubber straps on the lounge were a little awkward to deal with in turning over, his hands kept trying to slip between the white strands.

"Ah ah, lower now." The colt gestured and Angus backed up a little confused until his knees were even with the lower ledge of the lounge.

"There we go. Almost ready Darren?" The sound of hooves on concrete behind him heralded the horse's return. Angus turned around a little confused as he watched the equine put something down, his muscles bulging as the item was placed on the concrete patio floor with a metallic clank.

"Yup." The horse replied from Angus's rear.

Angus's gaze slid over the stallion as he slowly pulled his shorts off revealing that the equine had gone commando. Just the term made Angus wish he'd joined the military if this was the kind of thing he would have had a chance to see every day. The horse was large and thick, but not overly so. Just the right amount of stallion, but that wasn't what Angus had wanted to see. He'd have preferred to see the equine's taint and hole, and preferably just before he sunk himself into horsy heaven. However, that didn't seem to be in the cards. He was confused again and wanted to know why he wasn't going to get what he wanted when a few seconds later he was even more confused. Plastic zip ties were strapped to his ankles and wrists by the two horses, locking him in place on the lounge. "Hey! Wha?"

A solid hand stroked his rump softly, the bigger Darren nickering at him kindly. "Easy now, its ok. We're just going to have a little fun. Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

The bull was transfixed by the horses gaze and just dumbly nodded. Nothing bad had happened yet so he just went with the flow. A soft creaking of the metal frame caused him to turn around as a weight was added to the metal and rubber thong upholstered lounge. Cole had positioned himself in front of the bull's muzzle, his red brown cheeks just a few inches away from Angus's pink nose. He could smell the sweat the little stallion had accumulated between those furred mounds, and it made his mouth water a little. He would have preferred Darren to be in this position, but still, you couldn't get everything you wanted in life.

Right?

"Mmm, ok bulli boy. I think you should take a little taste of me now. It's not often that I get one you big boys to chow down." Cole tossed his mane and looked coyly over his shoulder, that forelock covering his eye. He shifted his hips a little and Angus watched as the little horse's flared cock swayed between the bay's legs, the heavy horse sack sliding back and forth.

Slowly Angus pressed his nose to Cole's roan cheeks taking a delicate niff. He was young, and sweet smelling. Almost like a female, a delicate odor that made his mouth water more than he expected. Angus snorted confused at this thought but pressed in further.

The soft fur tickled and pricked his sensitive nose as finally he reached the little pleasurable cove that contained Cole's sweet ring. Drool began to seep out of the corner of his mouth as he smelled the warm flesh and the sweat that was trapped there. He felt a little tugging on his cock but paid it no mind. Darren, the kind soul that he was, had fitted it between two of the rubber straps that made up the surface of the lounge. He shifted his ass back a little to get more comfortable as he pushed his tongue forward to the tight and delicious ring.

It was sweet, and musky, and full of flavor. He grunted as someone, probably Darren again, pressed his thumb up against Angus's ass. The bull felt oddly wet back there but paid the feeling no mind as he swirled his tongue around to get a better taste. Scenes and visions of fucking the smaller horse began to fill his mind, images of his thick cock buried in his sweet little ass, the moans he'd hear from the horse, and the feeling of his cock slipping into the hole he was loosening up with his tongue. It was enough to make him squirt a large dose of pre out his cock.

"Ah, very nice. A little early, but we'll see how much we can get won't we?" There was a shifting movement behind Angus as the horse moved a little more.

Cole let out a soft nickering laugh. "Oh come on Angus, you can do far better than that I bet, I can barely feel it."

The bull shook his horns a little in irritation. He hated being told he wasn't good at something or that he could 'do better.'

Fuck this little horse, I'll show him. He dove in more aggressively, his teeth nipping at the leathery black taint once in a while.

"Oooh better" Cole breathed. "But not great. How's it going Darren?"

Suddenly there was a heavy feeling against his hole as the horse pressed something into him with a deep shove. It felt slightly plastic, and foreign to his never-fucked-hole but there was no pain. Oh he'd used his broad fingers on himself a couple times to see what it was like, but never understood why anyone would want to get fucked.

Now he was beginning to seriously worry about his safety. He was strapped down with a fiery little steed in front of him, and his brutish brother behind him poking him with something. He was about to pull back and protest as the object was pressed further inside of him and glanced off of something.

"Uugh" he let out a deep groan as a tingle shot down his cock and up his tail, causing one to thrash, and the other to throb.

"Ahhhh, jackpot. There we go. Nothing like a little prodding to give you some incentive though." The object began a relentlessly assault as the paw guiding it twisted and swirled it around the bulls guts. Time and again it would glance off that thing inside him and he'd moan. There was soft sound of liquid shooting into a metal container each time that shock would hit him.

He was being milked.

Professionally too, but all of a sudden the pleasure stopped, as what could only be a dildo, stilled. "Ahem." Cole coughed wriggling his behind. "Just because it feels good, doesn't mean you can't concentrate on my ass. Come on Mr. Upton. FOCUS!"

He moved his nose from side to side a little, reorienting himself on the horse's rear. His lips nibbled on the soft sweet doughnut as he lapped his long tongue forward again and again. The horse hissed. "Ahh. Better, but I want more Aggie. Come on."

Ask and ye shall receive. He thought as he redoubled his efforts, that sweet taste on his tongue as he imagined what he would do to him if he had a chance. He wished he could.

"Oh, ask and ye shall receive!" The colt whinnied. "So much better!" He whimpered. "Ah yes Darren, he's getting me there."

The horse twisted his paw deftly causing the broad dildo tip to scrape against the thing inside of Angus. He bellowed with pleasure as pressure built up within him. He could feel his heavy nuts churning and gurgling as another load was prepared. He thought about what it would be like to slowly slide his heavy cock inside the colt's worked up rear. How that ring would spread out around his broad head and almost eagerly swallow every inch he had to give, the nickering cries from the sweet brown muzzle filling his ears as the horse would push back.

"Ahhh hnf!" Cole uttered pressing his puckered and wet hole to the bull's muzzle. There was a soft sound of a horse cumming gently as the creamy equine load splattered on the concrete ahead of him. "Ahh so much better. Keep going. I didn't say stop."

Angus had no intention on stopping. He kept rimming the sweet little equine ass in front of him with a fervor that was astounding him. The additional application of pleasure he was getting as yet another wave hit his loins kept him working. He had a lot of stamina for this kind of thing; he was a bull after all.

Suddenly, just before the next peak of euphoria could hit him, the dildo was removed slowly from his now loosened hole. He backed his head up a little, sweat and saliva dripping off the edge of his chin as he tried to turn his head. Soft hands on his horns from behind pushed him back to his target along with a commanding voice. "Keep going now Angus. You're going to enjoy this part."

He felt the hot flare press up against his slick ring, the ridge bumps teasing his ass fur.

He's going to fuck me!?

The bull rebelled but didn't see any way out of his situation but forward, and so far everything had been good. He had to admit to himself he was at least a little curious at what he was going to experience. Instead of thinking about it, he began to seriously munch on the soft furred cleft his snout was in.

"Ahhh!" It was a triple cry. Darren pushed forward, Angus chomped down, and Cole shuddered as the trio paused. Horse adjusting to a tight bull, bull adjusting to a thick stallion, and Cole adjusting to the punch and tug of teeth on his tender nuts since Angus had bent his head down a little too far just as the stud had entered him.

"onesecondonesecondonesecond" the bull huffed, slightly muffled as he nuzzled against the horse's rear. Both equines stilled as the big burly bovine settled down. He chuffed his breath a few times, the hot moist air coating the colts backside and taint.

"Ready?" Darren shifted slightly, a little impatient himself. Angus was a fantastically big muscled bull. He still worked out daily after work (it gave him time to spy on hot men before heading home) and it showed in the defined cut of muscle on his back. If he'd been a feral, he'd have matched a Belgian blue for musculature. A prime example of beef. Very much Grade A.

"ok" It was almost a whimper, but still, it was a green light. Darren wasn't going to waste any more time. It was a GO. He wanted to breed the bull he'd just milked.

The horse pressed forward and Angus shuddered as that broad ridge hit that thing deep inside him. His prostate he guessed. He'd never bothered with it before, but now he couldn't wait to play with it. He had no idea the...

"Oh tight!" The stallion huffed as he pulled back, his cock glistening in the sun with lube and bull ass juice.

"Oh good!" Cole squealed cutely as Angus began to lap at his stretched hole greedily, suckling the ring from one side to another with his lips and tongue, preparing the little colt as he would his wife.

Elly...she would be home soo..

Angus had no more time for thought as Darren picked up the pace, his flared cock scraping the bull's sweet spot rhythmically. The horse watched the play of muscle on the broad back, reading it like a scientist reads a complicated chemical chart. Each ripple and twitch told the horse where he was with the bull. Pleasure, pain, pleasure, intense arousal, submission. All of it flashed in his eyes as he watched the back strain against and with him in time.

"Ahhh" Angus could feel it again. Another load. Probably his fourth so far. He hadn't cum this much since he was 20. He didn't stop, as Cole had hinted if he did this little ride would be over, and he didn't want it to stop. He huffed and blew as he ravaged the colt in front of him. "Ah, ah!"

He felt the final rise then as his loins began to spill his seed into the bucket below him. He tossed his head in pleasure, the heavy muscled of his neck tense as the most intense orgasm of the day washed over him, the sound of a heavy long stream of cum hissing into a pail already brimming with bull milk filling him with pride for the amount he'd given today.

"Ah! Darren!!" Cole shouted as a second load erupted from the lithe bay equine just as Darren huffed and felt his own load fill and spill out of the warm bull he was buried in.

"Oh. Wow." Angus muffled his exclamation as Cole's black tail began to droop.

Suddenly the sound of the sliding glass door caused the bull to snort and lift his head up. Elly stood there, her black and white face smirking down at him, her arms crossed, and she had nothing on but her bra and panties. Lacy black things she'd picked up this afternoon.

"Hrm. Looks like you're good and ready now. Just like we'd decided. Now...my turn.

**

Darren sipped his coffee as he sat at his desk admiring the growing portfolio of satisfied clients. He was updating the profile of one of his new employees when the e-mail chime alerted him to a new message. He already knew what it would say before he read it:

**

Darren,

Thanks again for your services. I've never seen Aggie perform like he did last night. Ever! I think it had to do with the added promise that yesterday's performance could be repeated if he was a good boy and acted like a real bull and not like some bored husband. I do want to ask you about possible further exercises like pegging? He can't stop about how wonderful he felt while being fucked. Guess he liked it more than he realized.

Let me know what your schedule is like as well since we may increase the number of sessions we'll need. I think he enjoyed the prodding and incentive a lot, and if this keeps up, we may need to find some permanent staff for our, ah, yard cleanings.

Thanks Again!

Ellison Upton

**

Darren smiled. He loved his job.