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Birthday Surprise

by Havoc

******

"O-Okay, come on, Tate. You can do this. It's not a big deal. Just...Just go inside and you can do this..."

Tate stood at the doorway to the nondescript bathroom, and continually looked over his shoulder to see if anyone was coming. The high school senior needn't have been so paranoid; this was a part of the school that nobody really frequented. Next to the auditorium, the only times it would be used would be when the school was putting on a play, and there wasn't anything like that going on right now. He didn't have anything much to worry about. But still, the idea of what he was here to do, and the still somewhat-public nature of the location, sent shivers up his spine even as excitement coursed through his veins.

The tall, slender young stallion looked down at the crumpled ten dollar bill in his right hand. Seemed like such a small price for something so important. Not that he was complaining...he didn't have a job, so birthday and Christmas money was about all the income he had. And he_had_ been looking forward to this...Ever since his friends had told him about the location.

With a deep breath, Tate reached out with his left hand and pushed the door open, and he stepped inside the bathroom quickly before his nerves got the better of him. The door swung shut behind him with a quiet thump. He took a moment to check that the coast was still clear. His ears pricked up as he listened and looked. The bathroom was quiet. Of the three stalls, two of them seemed empty. The far stall, in the back corner of the restroom, had its door closed, suggesting someone was inside, but that was to be expected. Swallowing, Tate started for the middle stall.

Can't believe I'm doing this..., he thought to himself, as his mind wandered back to how this had begun.

******

Sunlight streamed through the slats in Tate's bedroom blinds, creeping across the floor and towards his bed as the sun climbed higher into the sky. The light crept along his legs, warming them as he snoozed on top of the covers, then onto his chest, and finally came to rest on his face. He squeezed his eyes shut tighter and then slowly opened them, exhaling softly as he woke up. Covering his face with one arm to shut out the brightness, he sat up and yawned. The equine stretched his back, hearing a soft pop as his shoulders flexed, and then he swung his legs off the bed and slowly stood up.

Seventeen feels about the same as sixteen..., he said to himself as he yawned again. Tate looked at the clock sitting on a table next to his bed. Seven in the morning. He would have liked to at least sleep in on his birthday, but such was the life of someone who was still in high school.

Tate went to the closet and took a brief look in the mirror. His very short, chestnut fur looked a little lighter in the morning sunlight that filled his room. He checked himself out, making sure he looked alright before he went to school, always a necessity for any high schooler who knew that appearances were everything. Tate wasn't very muscular as far as horses went, but he was slim and trim, and that made up the difference, or at least so he thought. He brushed a hand back through his dark brown mane, straightening it up from how mussed it got overnight, and did the same with his long, swishy tail. Maybe he was just imagining things, but even if he didn't look any older, he sure was starting to feel more mature. Of course, he was just a kid by most peoples' standards, but like all kids he had an inflated opinion of his own maturity.

"Looking good, boy," he pronounced. Tate flexed in the mirror, doing his best imitation of a body builder pose. Then he picked out some clothes from the closet, jeans and a t-shirt, and headed out of the bedroom and down the hall to the living room, where the smells of breakfast greeted him, wafting out of the attached kitchen.

Tate walked in and sat down at the table. "Morning, mom."

His mother, Jan, a frumpy, middle-aged gray mare, turned away from the stove and smiled at him. "Well, there's my birthday boy," she greeted him. "How's my seventeen-year-old little man?"

He rolled his eyes, though inwardly he was pleased by the babying talk from his mom. "Come on, mooooom, I'm not some little kid. Don't talk to me that way."

"Moms' privilege, boy," she said to him with a grin. "Long as I'm alive, you're always going to be a kid to me. How's breakfast sound? Got some apple cinnamon oatmeal ready to go, if you're hungry."

Like she had to ask. Apple cinnamon was his favorite, and she had her answer from the way his ears pricked up. Soon enough, he was digging in to a big, steaming bowl of hot oatmeal while his mother made herself a bowl and sat down with him. A few minutes later, footsteps sounded behind Tate and his face was pushed down close to his bowl by a firm grip from behind.

"Happy birthday, dweebo," a young, female voice said close to his ear. Tate's older sister, Tammy, rubbed the palm of her hand hard on the top of his head, messing up his mane all over again while she laughed.

"Hey, lemme up, you jerk!" Tate protested. He struggled against his sister's stronger grip, until finally she let him up. He glared at her back as she laughed her way to the stove to get her own breakfast.

Tammy was eight years older than him, twenty-five, and she was still living at home for convenience. The mare was dressed in a smart-looking pantsuit of dark blue, ready for her job. She happened to work at the same high school that Tate attended, as a secretary in the main office. Her duties were to maintain and file grades and other academic records, her first job out of college and one that she seemed to enjoy a lot. Tate, for his part, didn't know why she liked what seemed like such a mundane job, but it paid well and he guessed she was satisfied to have something easy to do to work up experience until something even better came along. His sister was pinto-colored, like their father had been, with a brown coat splotched all over with patches of pure white and a blonde mane and tail. She had always been a little shorter than Tate, but she was built more solidly and therefore had always been the victor in their childhood tussles despite Tate being the boy. As nice a sister as she could be, she frequently enjoyed bullying him, though she did it with barely any malice at all.

"Tammy, be nice to your brother," Jan scolded her daughter lightly. "It's his birthday today. Ease up on him, okay?" She gave her a pointed look that suggested some anger would be swift to come out if the younger mare didn't heed her words.

Now it was Tammy's turn to roll her eyes, but she nodded her head. "Fine, mom...You're lucky this morning, birthday dweebo." She leaned back against the counter with her bowl of oatmeal, eating quickly. "Hurry up and finish, Tate. I gotta get to work early today and you're walking if you don't get your ass in gear."

Grumbling, Tate went back to eating his breakfast. He had a driver's license, of course, but Tammy was the one who had a car, and he hated walking or riding the bus. If he was gonna get to school today, he had to play nice.

"Language, Tammy," their mother admonished her. "I swear, if your father was still around to hear words like that coming out of your mouth..." Tammy and Tate's father had died when Tammy had been in middle school and Tate had been barely older than an infant. It had been just the three of them for quite a while, and though they'd gotten over the grief years ago, mention of their father was still enough to get the older sister to fall into line.

"Sorry, mom," she mumbled, looking down at her bowl and finishing the meal in silence. Tate smirked to himself, glad to see his sister put in her place. Maybe now he could finish the rest of his birthday breakfast in peace.

******

Later that morning, Tate sat down in homeroom class, waiting for the bell to ring so that the morning announcements could be made and the school day could start for real. His best friend, Joey, a Doberman, was already at the desk next to his. The canine leaned over and threw a light punch at the equine's shoulder.

"'Sup, bro?" he said, grinning. "How's the birthday so far? Your hair's all fucked up."

"Shut up," Tate shot back, laughing as he rubbed the spot where his friend had whacked him. He lunged over and gave him a return shot. "My sis gave me noogies this morning for a present, it's not my fault. I was looking good before she got her big mitts on me."

Joey leaned back and crossed his arms behind his head. "Lucky. Wish she'd get her big mitts on me. Maybe I'll get sent to the office later so I can talk to her." He gave Tate a snarky smirk. The dog loved to tease his buddy about his "hot sister". Lots of the guys at school did, in fact. Tammy had graduated from the school long before they'd attended, but her picture was still up in the trophy case at the school's front entrance. She'd been on the girls' basketball team, and they'd won the state championship in Tammy's senior year. Now that she was working in the main office, a lot of the guys at school lusted after her. Tate couldn't see it, but then again he was her brother.

"Shut up, asshole," Tate said. He laughed, but inside he was thinking of a good way to get Joey back for the comment.

"Hey, get anything good for your birthday?" his friend asked him.

"Not yet. I guess mom's holding off on that for when I get home. I did get a card from my grandma. Ten bucks in it." He sighed. "I swear, what can you get for ten bucks anymore? My grandma still thinks it's the fifties, or something." The stallion swished his tail in feigned annoyance, even though he was grateful to his grandmother. Her heart was in the right place, and she had never ever forgotten a birthday for either him or Tammy. Even _if_ten bucks didn't go very far these days.

Joey looked around the room, seeing who was listening. Most of the other students were chatting amongst themselves. Tate looked at him curiously, wondering why he suddenly seemed so secretive. He was about to say something when the Doberman leaned close and lowered his voice to a whisper.

"Look...don't spread this around, but...I heard a rumor." He cupped his hand around his mouth, lowering his voice even more. "I dunno if this is true, but...I heard something about the boys' room near the auditorium. Robby Fisher said that if you go there during lunch, you can go into the middle stall and...there's a glory hole there."

"A glory hole?" Tate said in surprise, his voice a little louder than he'd intended.

"Shhhhh, keep it down! What the fuck, you wanna let the secret get out and ruin it?"

"Sorry, sorry..." Tate looked around to see if anyone had heard, but it didn't look like anyone was paying him any attention. He leaned closer to Joey and brought his voice down. "Dude, are you serious? I thought those were...like...an urban legend, or something."

Joey nodded. "Yeah, so did I, but Robby said he went to check it out, and he got his dick sucked for ten bucks! He swore it was true!" The dog was grinning from ear to ear. "Dude, put your birthday money to good use."

Tate was understandably a little skeptical. "I dunno, man...Even if it was true, who knows who's on the other side? I don't want a blowjob from some other guy, you know?"

"You've never done it before, right?"

"Well..."

"That's what I thought," Joey said smugly. "Come on, man, who cares? It's a glory hole. Totally anonymous. You can pretend it's some famous supermodel, if you want." The Doberman leaned back and straightened up as the teacher came into the room. "A mouth is a mouth, dude. Think about it."

******

As much as Tate was unwilling to believe the rumor that his friend had told him, he just wasn't able to put the idea out of his mind. All morning, his attention slacked in class as he thought about what it would be like to visit the fabled glory hole. Yeah, it probably wasn't true, but...what if it was? He was a total virgin. He'd never so much as kissed a girl, let alone had one suck his cock, but like all boys in the age of the internet, he had a general idea of what sex was like. If it was just a rumor, he wasn't risking anything if he just went to check the place out. His ten bucks would still be his if it was just a gag his friend was playing on him. But if it _was_true...ten bucks was a small price to pay to see what having someone else's lips wrapped around his cock was like.

And, so, that brought him to where he was now, walking into the middle stall in that remote bathroom by the auditorium. Tate closed the stall door and locked it securely, and then he chanced a look at the wall to his left, the one that bordered the corner stall. His heart thudded in his chest.

Holy shit, Joey wasn't kidding...

There, carved right into the wooden wall of the stall, roughly at waist level, was a circular opening about five inches wide. Tate couldn't believe his eyes. The glory hole was for real! It was really for real! His breathing quickened as his mind raced. What should he do? Should he go through with it? Maybe he should just leave...but he was already here! He couldn't let an opportunity like this pass. Was there even anyone in there? The stall door had been closed, but that didn't necessarily mean it was occupied. And what if, as unlikely as it was, someone was in there and they weren't in on the glory hole thing? If he just shoved his dick in there, he could wind up in major trouble. Even more so if it was a teacher and not some random, innocent other student. Maybe he should just say something?

Just as he was about to open his mouth, a hand appeared at the glory hole. Tate could see enough to tell that it looked like a girl's hand, slender and feminine. As he watched, the pointer and middle finger rubbed back and forth slowly over the thumb. For a moment, the young stallion was confused, and then he remembered the ten dollar bill in his hand. Holding his breath, he shakily extended his hand and stuck the money through the opening. The fingers took the bill, and then he heard some moving about in the neighboring stall. A moment later, a pair of lips appeared, and they parted as a tongue snaked its way past them. A long, broad, pink tongue, that ran around the lips as they made a soft, moist kissing noise. The owner of the mouth spoke no words, and Tate took his cue from them.

_Holy shit, I can't believe this is really happening,_he thought. In a daze, he unbuttoned the fly of his jeans and lowered the zipper. He pulled down on the waistband of his pants, taking his boxers with them. His thickening equine sheath flopped out, his mottled pink-and-chestnut cock already starting to drop and stiffen. Tate was anxious and even a little scared, but over all of that, he was intensely turned on. This was like a dream.

Moving closer to the glory hole, he put his waist close to the opening, his half-hard cock pressing against the cool wood of the stall wall. He heard a quiet snuffling noise, like whoever was on the other side was testing his scent. Then...oh God...he felt it. A warm, wet sensation as the tongue touched his shaft! His knees started to shake at how good it felt. The person on the other side licked along his cock, up and down like his member was a lollipop. He had to take a step back as his shaft began to rise and thicken to its full length. He was a good ten or eleven inches when fully hard, large for most other species but about average when it came to an equine.

As he became erect, the lips belonging to that silky tongue kissed and grabbed at his flaring tip. He took the hint, and wrapped a hand around his shaft, guiding it to the opening in the stall wall. He pushed it through, having an inch of girth to spare. The next sensation he felt nearly made him lose his balance. The now-unseen mouth on the other side of the wall opened up and closed around his cock, sliding down the first five inches of his length. He had to press both hands against the wall to keep himself from falling. He stifled a groan of pleasure, not wanting to risk even the slightest chance that someone walking by the bathroom might hear.

Holy fuck..., he said to himself, gasping for breath as he fought the urge to make noise. That feels...fucking incredible. Oh my god, it's so warm, and wet...

Tate stepped closer to the stall wall, and he pushed his cock further through the opening. He heard a muffled moan as his cock was shoved deeper into the mouth of whoever was on the other side. The young stallion bit back a cry as he felt what could only be the sensation of his cock sliding down the other person's throat. It was even tighter in there, and he couldn't believe that they were able to take him that deep. Tate couldn't believe anything could feel this good.

He wanted to make this last as long as he could, but the other person was just too good. The way her (he couldn't help but insist in his mind that it had to be a her) throat clenched and swallowed around his cock was incredible. Tate felt like his balls were swelling up, like they were filling themselves in preparation for what was to come. And the person in the next stall seemed eager for it! She was working her lips back and forth over his knob, while her tongue swirled and rubbed around his girth. His body was shuddering now, pleasure tingling up and down his spine, and his hands started to ball into fists.

"Nnngyahhh!" he groaned, leaning forward until his forehead touched the wooden stall wall. His brow furrowed and his eyes clenched shut, and he got up on his tiptoes to thrust his shaft as deep as it could go into the other person's throat. All at once, stars exploded in his head and his knees gave out, and he quickly stretched his arms up to grab the top edge of the stall to keep himself from crumpling to the floor. His balls tensed and his cock throbbed, as a thick, heavy rope of cum exploded from his flared cockhead. He couldn't help moaning out loud now, as he felt the other person's lips slide up his shaft until only the flare remained in her mouth.

Tate felt fingers wrap around his exposed shaft, and they tightened their grip as they pumped up and down his length, milking every last drop from him. He shuddered as the muscles in his rump tensed from the effort of expelling all of the cum in his balls into her mouth, until finally he had nothing left to give. He stumbled back from the stall wall, and he heard a wet plop as his flare came out, with some difficulty, from the greedily sucking lips of the person on the other side. Tate let out a shaky breath, and he leaned back against the wall behind him, one hand over his sweaty forehead as he came down from the dizzying high or orgasm.

Holy shit, he thought. That was...beyond amazing...Whoa, I just had my first blowjob. He couldn't comprehend how awesome it had felt. Now he knew just how much better another person felt versus his own hand. He wasn't sure he'd be able to concentrate on the rest of the school day, after experiencing something like that.

"Ohhh mmmm..."

Tate's ears perked up as he heard the other person's voice for the first time. Now that was _definitely_a girl, he could tell from the pitch and tone, even though her voice was muffled by the huge amount of cum that had to be filling her mouth. His cock gave a final throb as he heard the enjoyment in her voice. Then there was a slurping sound, and his heart pounded as he realized she was relishing the flavor of his seed on her tongue. Holy hell, he could actually _hear_the sound of her throat gulping as she swallowed his hot cum. But...something had sounded odd about the voice. Something sounded familiar.

Overcome by curiosity, Tate realized he had to know who was on the other side. He figured this was against the "rules" of anonymity implied by a glory hole, but he just couldn't resist. Before he could talk himself out of it, he put one foot onto the toilet seat and hoisted himself up by grabbing the top of the stall wall. Balancing precariously, he craned his neck up and over, looking down into the neighboring stall. What he saw there made him stop breathing.

Kneeling on the bathroom floor, her pants unzipped and one hand down her panties, her equine lips coated in the remainders of his seed, was none other than his sister, Tammy. She looked up, and their wide eyes locked onto each other as they saw each others' faces. He saw her jaw drop in horror and dismay.

"What the fuck!?" she shrieked. Tammy's hand flew out of her pants as she rocked back onto her rear, scooting back until she bumped up against the bathroom wall. She covered her face with both hands. "Tate, what the fuck are you doing, oh my god!"

Yelping in surprise, Tate's feet scrabbled at the toilet seat, and he slipped. One foot landed on the floor while the other splashed into the bowl of water, and he cursed and yanked his leg out. "The shit do you mean, what am I doing? What are _you_doing! Oh god!" He tripped as his wet foot slipped on the smooth tile floor, and he crashed into the stall door.

"Oh my god, ew! Ew ew ew!" He could hear his sister retching as the full impact of what they'd just done hit her, and she stumbled up to her feet. The neighboring stall door unlocked and slammed open, and he heard his sister's feet slapping the floor as she ran out of the stall. Then the sound of a faucet turning on. "Get out, Tate, get the fuck out!"

Dazed, the young stallion fumbled for the door lock and finally managed to get it open. He pushed the stall door aside and rushed out. He glanced over and saw Tammy furiously splashing water all over her face as she scrubbed his cum off of her mouth, then she leaned down and let the water run directly inside, swishing it around to get the taste of her brother's semen off her tongue. With no other idea of what to do, he flat ran out of the bathroom and charged down the hall as the bell sounded for lunch to end.

******

The rest of the school day was a haze. Tate honestly couldn't recall later what had gone on in his classes. He was on total autopilot, his mind a blur of jumbled up thoughts and confused emotions. Several of his teachers called him out to ask what was wrong with him, and he couldn't even remember what he'd said to them. All he could think about was what had happened in the auditorium bathroom, and the sight of his sister on her knees with his cum dripping from her lips. His first blowjob, and it had been given to him by his sister. Sure, neither of them had realized it was the other while it was happening, but somehow that made it even worse in his mind. A brother and sister doing something like that? It was worse than wrong, it was sick. And what was even worse than that was that it had felt good. While it was happening, at least. Afterwards, he'd felt nauseous and dizzy. He remembered his friend Joey asking him what had happened at the end of their last class, and to avoid the conversation he made up some excuse about needing to get home soon and rushed out of the room.

The ride home was even worse. The distance back to his house was too far to walk, so of course he had to ride back in his sister's car. She'd been in the driver's seat with the engine running, waiting for him, when he walked out to the parking lot. They hadn't been able to say anything to each other. Tate snuck a look at Tammy's face during the silent drive, and he thought that her eyes looked red around the edges, like she'd been crying or something. He felt just as miserable as she looked. He wanted to say something, but his throat was as dry as a desert and the words just wouldn't come.

Once they pulled into the driveway, Tammy quickly shut the engine off and got out of the car before Tate could even unbuckle his seatbelt. She was in the house before he could reach the front porch. Glumly, he went inside and tossed his bookbag on the living room armchair, going to the couch and sinking down onto it. The chestnut stallion could hear water running from down the hall. It sounded like Tammy was already taking a shower. He hoped she would hurry. They shared a bathroom, and he felt like he needed about an hourlong shower himself. Their mother wasn't home yet, and likely wouldn't be for another few hours. The whole house felt eerily empty and quiet, apart from the sound of water flowing through the pipes.

About twenty minutes later, Tate heard footsteps in the hallway leading from the bedrooms, and he looked up to see Tammy coming into the living room. She had changed into jeans and a t-shirt after her shower. Her blonde mane was still frizzy from the water, which was odd. She usually took great care in her appearance. She walked quickly past him and into the kitchen, and he heard the fridge open and shut. A minute later Tammy came back into the living room with an open bottle of wine and two glasses, which she set on the coffee table as she sat on the opposite end of the couch from him. She poured two glasses of the dark red liquid and pushed one to him.

"You look fucking wrecked," she mumbled. "I think we both need this right now."

"I...I'm not twenty-one yet...," Tate replied weakly.

"Shut the fuck up and drink," Tammy ordered him. "My nerves are shot, and I hate drinking alone, so take the glass and be quiet for a while." She picked up her own glass and drank it down in two large gulps, quickly pouring herself a second.

His hands shaky, Tate picked up the wine glass and sipped at it. Then he drank deeply, letting the sour-sweet liquid warm his throat. She was right. He did need something after this disaster of a day. He coughed a little as he swallowed the last of the wine. Alcohol wasn't something he drank often. When he put the empty glass down on the table with a soft clink, his sister was quick to refill it. They drank in silence for a while, staring out the back sliding glass door at the trees behind the house. Tate didn't know what to think. The atmosphere was tense.

Tate glanced over at his sister. She was sipping more slowly on her second glass. She hadn't dried off well from her shower; he could see spots of moisture darkening the red fabric of the pinto mare's shirt. He couldn't blame her. If she was feeling the same way he felt, fine motor skills were difficult at the moment. The wine wasn't making matters any easier. Tate could feel a slight buzz coming over him as he worked his way through the second glass. She looked over at him.

"Tate-"

"Tammy-," he said, at almost exactly the same time. They both closed their mouths, staring at one another. He wasn't sure what he could have been about to say, so he shook his head. "You go."

"No, you go ahead," Tammy said. She was making an effort to smile that was coming across as more of a grimace.

Tate took a deep breath, putting his glass down. "Do you...wanna talk about it?"

"Not really..."

"Yeah...Yeah, m-me either..." Tate looked down at the floor. The carpet fibers looked like they were spinning, so he raised his head and looked up at the ceiling. That didn't help either, so he looked back out at the trees. "Um...so...so uh...shit..."

"You said it." Tammy sipped her wine and put her glass down, topping it off from the bottle, which was now empty. "Fuck...I can't believe that happened..."

Tate looked over at her again. Her eyes still looked kind of red, but better than they had earlier on the drive home. "Um...H-How long have you been doing that?"

"What?" Tammy's voice was rough, and had a snapping tone to it. She stared blazingly back at him, and he almost didn't want to speak again, but he had to know.

"How long have you been doing that? In the bathroom, I mean. I mean, you know...I mean, the guys at school told me about the...glory hole. How long have you been doing...that...there?"

Tammy closed her eyes and leaned back on the couch, tilting her head back. She was quiet for a good few minutes, and then finally she responded. "I dunno. A year, maybe? I've lost track. You don't really keep a journal, you know?" She looked back at Tate, her cheeks flushed from embarrassment. "You're not gonna tell mom, are you?"

Tate's eyes bugged out. "Are you fucking insane?_I'm not gonna tell _anybody. Can you imagine what people will think!? Oh yeah, spread that around the school. 'Hey, there's Tate! You know he got a blowjob from his sister!?' Right..."

"Yeah...Yeah, that was a pretty stupid question." Tammy sighed and rubbed a hand over her face before swallowing down the rest of her wine. "Holy god, I gave my brother a blowjob...Ugh..." She shook her head, and then actually laughed. "Wow..."

"S-So...You've done that a...lot, then? I mean...it _felt_like you'd done that a lot."

"Ah, shut the hell up. Yeah, I've done that a lot. Ten bucks a pop adds up to some serious money from horny high school boys." Tammy flicked her blonde tail in annoyance.

"Well...why?"

Tammy took a long time in answering. Probably nobody had ever asked her anything like that before. "I mean...fuck this is awkward to talk about with you." She closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them again. "It just...feels...good. I mean...hell...I dunno. I_like_ it. There's something fun about having a young guy at my mercy, begging for it while I do it. I guess I can't help myself."

"Wow..." Tate stared at his sister. He'd never imagined she could have this kind of side to herself. He'd always seen her as the nice, occasionally kind of mean, sister who held a quiet, simple job at the local high school. He hadn't even considered the fact that she had a sexual side, even if that seemed like something obvious now. She was a regular person, after all. If _he_had sexual urges, even though they'd up to now been solo, then it made sense that she did as well. Abstractly, he'd known that she was attractive. His friends had always said so. But as her brother, he'd never really thought about her in that way. He was shocked, and more than a little ashamed, to realize that he was half-hard inside his pants. Probably that had something to do with the wine, but another part of it was that he was remembering just how good it had felt to have his cock inside her mouth, before he'd discovered that it had been her. "So...So what now, I mean...Th-This is kinda heavy stuff..."

"Gee, you think?" Tammy said sarcastically. She put her empty glass down. "Fuck, I don't know. What do _you_think?"

Tate was at a loss for a few moments. He couldn't think of what to say next. He sipped the wine and tossed a few thoughts around in his head. "I mean...well...what did I taste like?"

His sister slowly leaned her head to one side, cocking one eyebrow at him. "What did...I mean...It tasted like jizz, Tate. What kind of question is that?"

"Well, you did swallow it all. Did it taste good? I've never tasted it before."

"Oh my fucking god...Are you really asking me that?" Tammy leaned forward and put her head in her hands, shaking it from side to side slowly. After a few minutes, she looked back up again. "It tasted fine, if you really, really gotta know. It tasted like every other guy's cum that I've had in my mouth."

"O-Okay, okay...I get it." That answer certainly didn't help, and his cock gave a twinge in his pants. He looked down and saw that he was visibly bulging against the fabric of his jeans. Looking over at Tammy, he was shocked to see that she was looking, too.

His sister blinked before she looked up at him. "Are you hard right now?"

"A...A little, yeah..."

"A little? That looks like more than a little, little bro." Tammy glanced back down again, and then she managed to smile a little. "If it makes you feel less awkward...I'm a little wet right now. I'll admit it. This conversation is turning me on, kinda."

"Really?" Tate blinked in surprise, not sure what to think of that. His heart rate went up a little, in fact. His sister was getting turned on by the thought of what they'd done earlier? Or was she just getting that way from seeing that it was turning _him_on? "I didn't...I mean, I figured you'd hate me now, or something?"

Tammy actually barked out a laugh. "Hate you? Tate, I can't hate you, you're my brother. Yeah, it's fucking weird, and twisted, and all kinds of wrong, but I can't hate you. If I hate anyone right now, it's myself, for letting this happen." She slid a little closer to him on the couch and put her hand on his shoulder. "I'm always gonna love you, bro. You're my family. I can't hate my family."

The amount of relief that flooded over Tate was so much that he actually felt tears well up in his eyes. His sister saw that was crying, and she quickly wrapped her arms around him. His shoulders shook as he rested his head on hers and cried quietly for a few minutes. As much as his sister bothered him sometimes, as much as he hated the way she teased him, he loved her just as much as any brother would love a sibling. Knowing that she didn't think any less of him for what had happened was just so liberating for him that he couldn't help but break down a bit.

Tammy rubbed his back for a few minutes, holding him gently. Then she leaned back and looked him right in the face. "Hey bro...This is kinda crazy, and feel free to slug me, but...I mean...Shit, I don't know how to say this." She took a deep breath. "You wanna...maybe...do it again?"

Tate blinked, and he wiped his eyes. "A-...Again? Like...right now? Wh-What we just..."

"Yeah, I mean...maybe it's just the wine talking, and I'll probably regret it all over again, but..." His sister dropped a hand down to his lap, and he sucked in a sharp breath as she traced her fingers over the ridge of his erection. "I'm fucking hot right now, and I can't stop thinking about it. Maybe if we do it again, knowing this time, I can get it out of my system. We can never speak about it again. What do you say?"

As crazy as it did sound, Tate found himself wondering if she had a point. Now he was curious. Would it feel the same? Would he enjoy it this time? Now that his sister had planted the idea in his head, he couldn't go on in life without knowing. Slowly, he nodded his head up and down. "Y-Yeah...Okay. I...I want to do it again."

"Good, now get your pants off, before I change my mind."

Dazed by the turn of events, and more than a little spinny in the head from the wine, Tate reached for his waist and unzipped his jeans. He could feel his sister's eyes on him as he lifted his rear off the couch and slid them off. His underwear was the next to go. The chestnut stallion was shocked by how raging hard he was right now. A decent brother would have been shriveled almost to nothing if he found himself naked in front of his sister, but his cock sprang up as it was freed from his boxers, swinging back to slap his belly. A little spatter of pre was flung up, hitting his cheek just below his eye. Tammy giggled a bit when she saw that.

"Damn, bro." She reached over and used her thumb to wipe away the offending drop of goo. Almost as an afterthought, she brought her hand to her mouth and licked her thumb clean. "You know, I never really got a great look at it before, but you've got a pretty big tool."

Tate felt his cheeks warm even more. "R-Really? I always assumed I was average." He was having a hard time figuring out what to do with his hands right now. He couldn't very well fold them in his lap, and it seemed awkward to cross them over his chest, so he finally ended up stretching them out on either side of him, over the back of the couch. The position gave him a look of being more casual than he actually felt.

"I'll be honest, you were the first time I ever blew another horse," Tammy informed him. "Heh...Not exactly a lot of us at that school." She was looking at his erect cock, taking in the sight. He thought he saw her lick her lips slightly.

Now that he thought about it, she was right. Other than him, there were maybe two or three other equine students. "I guess none of the others ever heard the rumor," Tate said.

"Shut up," his sister said with a laugh. She reached over with one hand and touched a few fingers to the side of his shaft. Tate gave a quiet moan as his sister began to trace them up and down his erection. "It's okay if I touch like this, right?" He was a little amused, but grateful, that she was bothering to ask permission, even if the throb of his cock when she touched him pretty well gave his consent for him.

"Yeah, it's...t-totally fine," he replied.

"Good." Tammy wrapped all of the fingers of her right hand around him and held him in a firm grip. She squeezed his member, getting a feel for it again. "Take your shirt off, bro. I want to see all of you this time."

Swallowing a little, Tate did as the older mare asked him, tugging his shirt up and over his head to bare his chest. He wasn't as muscled as other guys his age were, but he _was_a horse. That gave him a certain natural musculature that would have made it look, to other species, like he worked out a lot more than he did. While his sister began to stroke her hand up and down his cock, he watched her move over until her hip bumped up against his. To his surprise, she leaned towards him and pressed her lips to his collarbone, giving him a little nibbling kiss.

"What are you doing?" he asked her, his voice suddenly husky. The kiss felt strange, but it made him feel even more aroused than he already was.

"Hush. This'll make it feel even better." The pinto mare kissed her way down his chest. Tate gave another moan as he felt her tongue on one of his nipples, swirling slowly around it in a circle. He'd definitely never felt anything like that before. She moved her head over, giving the other nipple the same attention. Almost of its own accord, his hand came down to the top of her head and rubbed between her pointed ears, along the still-damp fluff of her blonde mane. He heard her give a quiet whinny.

Tammy kept going lower, kissing her way down his belly, over his navel as she slid her rear off of the couch. She got down on the carpeted floor on her knees, and she moved so that she was between his legs facing him, using her hands to push his knees apart and give herself some room. When her hand came down to cup his balls, he leaned his head back and let out a sharp huff of breath.

"Nice ones," she murmured. Tate expected to feel her lips on his cock again, but instead what he felt next was her tongue dragging lightly along the surface of his sack. He pushed up slightly on the balls of his feet, a quiet sound of pleasure escaping his lips as she sucked one of the orbs into her mouth. His sister ran her tongue around the circumference of his ball, and then let it pop out of her mouth with a wet smacking sound. She looked up at him and smiled at the way he reacted, and then she went down and took its twin between her lips. He felt a thick, clear glob of precum emerge from his tip and drip down the side of his shaft. What she was doing felt different from before, but no less pleasurable.

"Fuck, Tam...," he groaned. "That feels amazing..."

"I bet," his sister replied. She ran her tongue in between his nuts, reaching the base of his cock. It traveled slowly up the underside of his member as she raised herself up on her knees. Taking her hands from where they'd been on her thighs, she reached down and grabbed the bottom of her shirt. "You don't mind, right? It's getting a little warm in here."

Tate watched with bated breath as his sister pulled her shirt up and over her head. He didn't even mind that she had to take her lips away from him for a few seconds. When he saw her breasts bared, it made his cock pulse and spit more pre down his length. He'd never even thought to take notice before, but she had pretty big tits. Her left breast was a soft brown color, but her pinto coat had a splotch of white over the right breast that made it a different color from its neighbor. Her nipples were a dusty pink, and he saw that they looked as hard and stiff as his cock was.

"You're...pretty," he stammered. It sounded lame to his ears, but the words made his sisters cheeks redden as she smiled.

"Aw, thanks." She leaned forward towards him again, and her breasts pressed against his thighs as she put a hand around his cock again. She moved it up his shaft, smearing her fingers in precum and coaxing more of it from the swelling flare of his head. Angling his cock towards her face, she opened her mouth and finally sucked the tip of his cock inside.

Tate's hand was back on her head in an instant. He didn't know what was coming over him, but he was suddenly pushing her down, making her take more of him into her mouth as his hips raised up. Tammy moaned around his shaft, letting her younger brother take control for a moment as his cock slid towards the back of her throat. He watched with rapt attention, seeing inch after inch disappear into the mare's mouth. When her lips reached his medial ring, he let up the pressure, just taking in the sensation. It felt even hotter now that he could see her face, and see the flush in her cheeks as her brother's cock twitched in her maw.

After a few moments of letting her tongue bathe him in warmth, Tammy began to move her head back and forth. Tate groaned and leaned back fully against the couch cushions, looking up at the ceiling as his sister blew him. She really was an expert at this. His buttocks tensed and relaxed in rhythm with her bobbing motions, making him thrust lightly up to meet her mouth. She rotated her head subtly in a quarter turn every time on the way, which made him throb and spurt precum against the back of her throat. The young stallion could feel her swallow around him, drinking down the slippery pre whenever it pooled on her tongue. He wasn't going to last long at this rate, just like the first time.

Perhaps Tammy could sense how close she was, because she slowed down and gradually slid him out of her mouth. When his cock was free of her lips, she sat back on her haunches and breathed hard for a few moments. Tate could see that she was blushing hard as he looked down at her, and their eyes met for a few long moments.

"Hey bro, do you maybe wanna...I mean..." She looked uncertain for a few moments, and he see her rear wiggling slightly from side to side. If she was still as wet as she'd said she was before, he imagine that her panties must be soaked right now. "I mean, maybe this is too weird for you, but you wanna try licking me? I'm really horny right now..."

She needn't have been concerned. Tate had been hoping she would ask that, and he didn't think he'd have had the nerve to ask it himself. He nodded in answer, and she stood up. They quickly switched placed on the couch, and she had her jeans unzipped and headed down her legs before she even sat down. He watched as Tammy pulled her pants all the way off and tossed them across the living room. His cock got even more hard, if that was possible, when he saw that she hadn't even bothered with panties. The teardrop-shaped lips of her pussy were full and pouting, her clit winking out every few seconds from arousal. The thin brown fur around her sex was glistening with moisture.

"Do you always go commando?" he asked her, a shuddering laugh coming with the question. He placed his hands on the insides of her thighs, giving himself a better look at his naked sister's pussy.

"Yeah, whenever I'm not at work," Tammy replied. "I don't like the way panties feel." She whinnied quietly as Tate leaned closer to her sex. It was her turn to put her hand on top of his head, brushing his dark mane between her fingers. "I-If you don't like the taste, you don't have to..."

"It's only fair," Tate reasoned. He moved in and pressed his lips against her wet pussy, giving it a kiss. His ears pricked up as his big sister moaned quietly. He put his tongue out and lapped gently from the bottom of her sex up to her clit. She tasted musky and slightly salty, and smelled a little like jasmine, which must have been from the body wash she used in the shower. Her slick lips felt interesting on his tongue.

Tammy moaned louder when he pressed his tongue firmly against her and slipped it inside of her cunt. She was hot inside, so very hot, and he felt the muscles inside of her vagina clench at his invading tongue. He curled it around and ran it along the upper wall of her sex, drawing it out until he rubbed against her clit. The mare shivered from pleasure and lifted her legs, placing her feet on the edge of the couch as she spread her thighs wider for him. Moving on instinct now, he slid his hands under her and cupped her rump. He felt her muscles tensing on his palms as he slurped and sucked on her pussy. She tasted exquisite.

"God, bro, don't stop...," she moaned, a tone of command in her voice. "That feels so fucking good..." He had no intention of stopping now, and he closed his lips around her clit, suckling hard on it. She cried out loudly and he felt her pussy spurt a little onto his chin, the slick, thin liquid dripping down onto the floor below. Her scent was growing increasingly intense, and he felt his cock throb as it begged for attention, but all of his senses were attuned to the mare writhing around on the couch. He was having trouble thinking of her as his sister anymore, and instead was thinking of her as the sexy woman that she was to him right now.

Her hips were rocking back and forth on the couch, pushing her pussy against his face. Tate rubbed her ass with both hands, moving his fingers from her tailbase to the tops of her thighs. His fingertips brushed her puffy, donut-shaped tailhole every now and then, which made her moan sharply as buck up against his mouth. In a few minutes, he heard her stop breathing, and a squeaking whinny escaped her lips. Her legs came together, pressing against the sides of his head, and her pussy winked against his tongue as she shuddered for several long minutes. Tate's heart thudded against the inside of his chest as he realized he was making his sister cum. Soon she was panting for breath, her thighs slowly relaxing as pleasure washed over her. Her hand was applying firm pressure to the back of his head, her hips rolling around in quick circles as she ground her pussy against his face.

"Oh fuck, oh god...," Tammy groaned. She sank against the soft surface of the couch, her thighs falling apart and her feet slipping down to the floor as she relaxed. Tate lifted his head up and licked his lips, which were coated in his sister's essence. He thought she looked more at peace than she ever had in all the years he'd known her. Her cheeks were as red as radishes, and she was staring up at the ceiling with a goofy smile on her face.

Tate suddenly got to his feet, his cock standing out fully from his body. "Tammy can we...I mean, shit, I..." His voice was deep with arousal, and his sister's eyes dropped down and locked on his throbbing shaft and heavy, full balls.

"Goddamn, yes...Fuck yes. I wanna fuck you so bad right now." She sat up with some difficulty and turned around, putting her hands on the back of the couch and getting into a kneeling position with her ass thrust out at him. Her tail flagged up, giving him a full view of her winking, vividly pink pussy. "Get inside me...I don't give a damn at all anymore, I gotta have your cock in me."

"Holy shit," Tate murmured, still at the limits of his belief. His sister's pussy looked amazing, better than anything he'd ever seen on any website, and she was offering it up to him. He put his hands on her rump and aimed his cock directly at her dripping opening. As his flaring head pressed against her, he could feel an incredible, soft warmth on his flesh. "You're really sure about this?"

In answer, Tammy pressed back against him. They both groaned as Tate's thick cock slipped inside of her, bidding his virginity a seductive goodbye. He wrapped his hands around his sister's waist, pushing in as she pushed back. He watched as inch after inch of his cock disappeared inside her, until his hips connecting with her ass. He was all the way in, as deep as he could go.

"Tate, wow," Tammy moaned. Her pussy clenched around him, squeezing his shaft with incredible tightness. "You're so big. I feel full. Fuck me, little bro, don't keep me waiting! Fuck me hard."

Gritting his teeth, Tate whinnied and pulled his cock back hard, making his sister lift her head back and scream as his cockflesh dragged along the sensitive walls of her sex. Then he slammed back into her, rocking her forward on the couch as his shaft bottomed out inside of her. He even thought he could feel his flare mashing against her womb, and she whimpered, but he wasn't about to let up now. He'd had a taste of his sister's succulent body, and he was going to get a whole lot more before he was done with her. Tate wrapped his arms around her middle and began fucking her in earnest, his balls swaying underneath him as he thrust over and over. The wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her sodden cunt mixed with the slap of his hips against her ass, and mingled with their combined moans of pleasure.

Tammy had her arms around the back cushion of the couch, hugging it as tight as she could while she held on for dear life. Her brother was going harder than she could have thought possible, his cock punching her cervix with every inward thrust. The pleasure was unimaginable, taking over her body while she moaned and begged him for more. Her tail was slapping his face, but he didn't seem to care. His lips were drawn back in a grimace of pure bliss, and he ground around inside of her, his cock rubbing hard against her clit as he rutted her like he was a breeding stallion on a mare in heat. Which wasn't far from the truth. The wrongness of it all seemed to make the pleasure ten times better, the knowledge that this was the very last thing they should be doing making them giddy with sinful delight.

"Sis, I'm going to cum so hard inside you," Tate growled, surprising himself with the intensity of his words. He couldn't help himself. She was driving him mad with how wonderful she felt, and he couldn't think of anything he'd like to do more right than fill his sister's begging cunt with his thick, incestuous seed.

"Do it, fucking do it!" Tammy moaned, the pinto mare looking back over her shoulder at him. "God, I'm so hot...I need it. I want all of it, Tate." She arched her back, neighing as she began to cum. He could feel her pussy rippling up and down his length, her hips rocking back against him over and over as she drove her pussy to the hilt of his cock repeatedly.

Tate leaned forward, laying himself flat over his sister's back. He snaked his arms around her and grabbed her breasts in his hands, kneading and squeezing them as he held his cock deep inside of her. His thrusts became deep and short, faster and faster, his balls tightening and drawing up closer to his body. He bore down on his older sister and clamped his jaws on her shoulder, biting her hard as he thrust his cock home one last time. Then he felt a hard swelling traveling down the length of his shaft, and his cock flared up, locking itself against her cervix and erupting directly into her womb. Tammy squealed as his hot cum squirted out, bathing her inside with hot, naughty, brotherly love. Over and over he pulsed into her, his whole body quivering as he moaned out her name. His eyes squeezed shut from the pleasure that overtook him. He felt her body trembling underneath him, and heard her moaning as she was bred by her chosen stallion.

The feeling seemed to last forever, until the pleasure began to taper off, to be replaced by a warm, incredibly fuzzy sensation. Tate had never felt anything like it before, and he wondered if he'd ever feel it again. As his mind started to clear up from the haze of lust, he waited for the guilt to hit him. He'd just done the ultimate in forbidden acts. He'd lost his virginity to his sister. The younger horse was sure that he'd feel awful. Instead, he was surprised to find that the warmth and fuzziness only intensified.

"Oh my god, Tate," Tammy moaned. She tilted her head back, turning it so that she could get to his lips. Brother and sister kissed, their tongues sliding over each others' as Tate rubbed his hands up and down her sweaty, tired body. "That was so good. I've never felt that good before. I fucking love you, little bro..."

"I love you, too," he replied back to her. And he'd never meant it more than right now. Even though this had only been his first time, he knew it would never feel the same with anyone else. This was the ultimate. As his cock began to shrink, he slowly pulled out of his sister. His flare popped out of her, accompanied by a slow trickle of his cum, which dripped onto the floor and his feet. "So...um...Feel like you got it out of your system now?"

He watched his sister's eyes twinkle. He thought he saw some mischief in there, and it delighted him. "Hm, I dunno. Tell you what. We've got some time before mom gets home."

"You mean...?"

"What I mean is, I need another shower. And we both smell like a whorehouse right now." She straightened up, his cum running down her thighs, and turned around to press her naked mare body against her brother's. "Let's get cleaned up, and maybe after that...well, maybe after that, we'll see if there's anything we still need to work out." Tammy smiled at Tate as she watched her little brother's cock begin to rise all over again.