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Friday 10:00 PM

Eustace glanced down at his phone with a grimace on his big horse muzzle. "Got a surprise for you when you get home. Kisses and hugs and gropes. XOPXOPXOP," it read. Davey, his sweet little Davey, all excited about a surprise, and Eustace had been kept away by a work dinner (and subsequent trip to the bar) until this late hour. He parked the car outside the house, sighed, and clambered out, suitcase in one hand and overcoat in the other.

There was only a dim light on inside, and as he stepped in through the front door, he caught sight of his Davey playing video games in the corner, shouting something into his headset. The lizard picked up the motion of Eustace's entrance in the corner of his eyes, his frill perked up straight atop his head, and he tore out of his headset so he could leap into Eustace's arms. The horse had to drop his suitcase and overcoat in order to catch him, but he didn't think the lizard minded that or even cared.

"Hey, stud," the lizard said as he nuzzled in against Eustace's chest. "Missed you for dinner tonight."

Eustace glanced into the kitchen, where the remains of the delivery pizza box had been bent in half and shoved into the recycling bin. "Looks like you got on all right without me. And I'm sorry, love. It was work."

Davey jumped out of the horse's big arms. Even standing in front of him, the lizard only came up to his chest, and he was, from shoulder to shoulder, only half as wide as Eustace. They made a very improbable pair. Davey poked at Eustace's stomach with a grin. "That's okay. I know you have to schmooze. So long as you come back to me."

Eustace leaned down to kiss the lizard's snout. He had requested the same of Davey, who had a lot of kinks and fetishes that Eustace had no interest in. He had reluctantly let the lizard go out to play with other men so long as he always came back to him at the end of the day.

The pair spent a long time next to the front door, Eustace rubbing his muzzle along his boyfriend's cheeks and the lizard stroking back up over his belly and chest. "So," the horse said with a rumble, "you said you had a surprise for me?"

"Oh yeah!" Davey sprung out of the embrace and dashed over to the couch, his thin tail whipping back and forth. He came back holding a piece of leather. "I know it's not your thing usually, but I saw this the other day and knew you'd love it."

Eustace picked up the bit of leather, realizing quite quickly that it was a collar. But there was a weird metal box on the side of it, with two nodules extending onto the inside of the collar. "Is this... is this a shock collar?"

"Nooooo, no, silly." The lizard rocked on his heels, his lips split in a wide grin. "It's the opposite of that. It's designed to tap into your muscles and give a pleasing sensation. Like this."

Before the horse could stop him. Davey had grabbed the collar, placed the two nodules on the inside to the horse's thick wrist, and pressed the button on a remote he had. Eustace was about to yank his hand away, expecting pain, but instead he felt a soothing sensation extend along his arm. It felt... it felt like stepping in a warm shower after a long day, he decided, as if all the tension was being slowly drained away.

"That's nice," Eustace said. "I could use that at work."

Davey shook his head with a little laugh. "There's a reason it's a kink item. It has some side effects." The lizard reached out and ran a hand over Eustace's groin. The horse was sporting half of an erection already.

"Oh," was all the horse could think to say. His mind felt sluggish, relaxed to the point of uncaring.

"But it's perfect for home use! You get to relax, and I get to enjoy a hard stud wearing a collar." He rocked on his heels, eyeing all over the horse's bulk. "So, want to see what the full deal feels like?"

Eustace wrapped one arm around his lover and kissed him deeply before muttering something about needing to get into something less restrictive around the hips first.

Friday 11:30 PM

Eustace was half-asleep on the couch. He had the collar on (now around his neck as it should be) and a pair of lounge pants on, nothing else. His head rested comfortably on his boyfriend's lap. Davey was still distracted with his games, although he would occasionally tell Eustace how handsome he looked, which would make the horse's big shaft (which had been hard ever since he put the collar on) throb in response.

Davey was right, Eustace decided. The collar felt great. He didn't see why he'd ever take it off.

Saturday 7:00 AM

Eustace woke up the following morning and stumbled into the bathroom to make use of the toilet. After washing his hands and clearing some of the sleep out of his eyes, he glanced at his reflection. He was still wearing just his lounge pants and collar and, now that he had time to look at himself better, he had to admit, the collar really did look good on him. He liked how the dark black of the collar meshed with the deep browns of his pelt.

Davey dragged himself into the bathroom a few moments later, and seeing Eustace flexing, couldn't resist reaching out to pinch his boyfriend's rump. He laughed and jumped away as Eustace tried to swat his hands. The littler lizard held up the remote. "So, enjoying the collar?"

"Oh yeah, it's great, but I don't think I need--"

"Nah, don't worry about it," the lizard said, interrupting him with a press of the remote's large button.

Immediately Eustace shuddered, a wave of euphoria running through him. His shaft immediately perked up at the attention, straining against his lounge pants and threatening to leave a damp spot on them. "Oooooh, that's good," the horse mumbled.

The lizard slid in behind Eustace again, his arms wrapping around the horse's big waist, barely able to meet at the front. His thin fingers eased the waistband of the pants down until they fell to the floor and then started teasing over the head of the horse's shaft. His head poked around Eustace's flank. "I love it when you get naked for me, love," Davey said. "It's not like you need clothes when we're here alone together. Don't you like showing off what a big, strong stud you are, Tace? You're showing off right now and doesn't it feel good?"

The horse flinched a little at being called Tace. The nickname never did seem to fit him. But as he thought about it--what little he could think--he realized it did feel good to show off. His shaft was mostly erect now, drooling just a little, and he liked the way Davey kept looking at it and licking his lips a little. He always had been a little self-conscious of his height compared to Davey. Right now, though, he felt admired. He felt attractive. He felt, as Davey would no doubt put it, studly.

Saturday 10:00 AM

Eustace couldn't remember the last time he had spent so long naked without fucking. His Saturday morning had been filled with the usual Saturday morning things: breakfast, laundry, cleaning--all done with his shaft swaying in the cool air. Sometimes Davey would turn on the collar for a little while and tell him how much of a stud he was. Every time, Eustace would find himself absently stroking his shaft and then needing to clean up himself and the drops of pre he had left on the floor.

It was at one of these times, with Eustace rubbing his meat, that the lizard tugged him unresistingly into the bedroom and from there into the bedroom closet. "I need help picking out clothes."

Eustace's slow thoughts struggled with that concept. Davey worked from home and wore the same ratty jeans and loose-fitting t-shirts day in and day out. But the walk-in closet had a nook in the back where Davey kept all his kinky gear. Most days, Eustace avoided even glancing at it, but now he found himself looking through leather and latex, harnesses and chaps and suits. The collar kept pulsing warmth through his body as he dumbly watched his boyfriend get dressed, but the pleasure leapt in intensity as Davey modeled each outfit, strutting in front of the horse. Eustace found himself staring at butt-hugging latex or chest-covering leather as he jerked his shaft.

"What do you think, Tace? Which one looks best?"

The horse was still idly rubbing along his shaft. He might have been drooling. He was so completely zoned out. "I, uh..." He really had to put effort into thinking. "The chaps."

"Why is that, Tace?" Davey kept using that nickname.

"You have a cute butt. It shows it off."

Davey gave an almost girlish giggle. "Simple and honest. I like that." The lizard added a few items to accentuate the chaps, leather bands that wrapped around his tailbase, upper arms, and wrists. Then he turned away, leaned forward, lifted his tail, and swayed his naked rear right at the dazed horse. "Just what you like, isn't it?" The questioning words at the end felt like an afterthought. It was a statement, really. Eustace liked how that looked.

"C'mon," Davey said. "Let's go watch some TV."

Saturday Noon

When Davey said, "Let's go watch some TV," what he meant was, "Let me go watch some TV and I'll give you a massage."

And when Davey meant to say, "I'll give you a massage," what he really meant was, "Get on all fours and let me rest my feet on your back."

But all of that was fine with Eustace. The collar was humming away and his body felt like mush. Even the few caresses of Davey's feet over his back had him feeling like he was receiving an expert massage. And after some soothing words from the lizard, Eustace stopped caring about his hanging erection rubbing against the floor and leaving a thick damp spot on the carpet.

When the shows were over, Davey reached down and took off the collar. It needed recharging, he said. Eustace almost whined as it left. The horse picked himself up and felt his erection shrinking for the first time in hours. Nonetheless the feelings of arousal and desire persisted within him. He eased himself first to one foot, then to the other, lifting his body with a feeling like swimming up through heavy syrup.

"That's my stud," Davey said quietly.

Eustace shook his head, then shook it again. Finally his head seemed to clear. He gave a mighty stretch and came out of it with a sharp gasp. "Is that the time?" His voice was high and fast. "I need to get lunch. I need to check my email. I need to take a shower."

The lizard suppressed a giggle. "I'd say what you need to do is have a good orgasm before any of that." He gestured to the dangling horsemeat and the long thread of fluid dribbling from the tip.

"Yeah, I probably should, shouldn't I?"

One corner of the lizard's lips and the eyebrow opposite it both lifted at the same time. "Want to fool around, stud?"

"I do, I really do, but I also want to get back on track today," Eustace said apologetically. "I'll beat one off in the shower." He started to make his way towards the bathroom door.

"Make sure you think about my ass in chaps while you do," Davey called just as Eustace rounded into the hall.

The horse gave a thumbs up back at him.

Saturday 5:00 PM

A shower, a lunch, cleaning, email, tai chi, a few rounds of games with Davey, more email, reading, a walk to the local grocery store, and dinner prep took up all of Eustace's afternoon. He liked to do things in a particular way in a particular order, but given how much of his morning had been spent relaxing, the horse was rushing a bit. He also was rushing because that meant he might get to put on the collar again a little earlier once it was done charging. Besides that, the only thing that made that day different from any other Saturday was that Eustace spent his entire time indoors naked or close to it, and that every time Davey walked by, Eustace was stealing glances at the leather-framed ass of his partner.

Shortly before the lasagna was set to go into the oven, Davey announced, "It's done recharging. Ready for more?"

"I am."

Davey reached out to slide it around Eustace's neck, but the horse put up a hand to block it.

"It's really great," Eustace said.

Davey looked a bit confused, but nodded.

"It's just what I needed this weekend."

Davey mmhmmed, still confused.

"But... every time I put it on, I get real dopey and I don't want to do that during us time."

Davey at last understood. Us time. Eustace, who loved to schedule so much of his time, made sure he always scheduled time for Davey and him. Not Eustace doing Davey things, not Davey doing Eustace things, but the two of them together as a couple.

Davey got up on tip-toes and kissed his love on the tip of the snout. "Don't worry, big guy. I know how bad you want it. I have a plan for us time tonight."

"You're sure?"

The lizard deepened the kiss and slid the collar on, giggling as the horse's erection rose up to tap his own belly a moment later.

Saturday 8:00 PM

"Oh, that's it. Ooooh. Yeeeeaaaahhh. Deeper. Deeper. Right there"

Davey was face down on the bed with Eustace on top of him, grinding away, but not with his hips, with his hands. The big horse was pushing back and forth in a kneading motion over the muscles and scales of Davey's back. Every now and then they'd stop, Eustace holding the little lizard as they kissed deeply.

"I think," Davey said as his lips drew away from the horses' for a moment, "that I might be more relaxed than you now."

"No," the horse slurred. "Pretty sure I'm more."

"Could be. Good us time?"

"Good us time," Eustace agreed.

They kissed again. And again. Then Davey laid out for the massage again. As Eustace started up again, Davey kept talking. "You know, you're much better at this than the boys at the club, even with the collar on."

"Oh?" Eustace said in the disinterested way of someone who wasn't paying attention.

Davey spoke up, after a moan escaped him from Eustace working out a particular knot from his back. "I sometimes get a sub who just wants to serve. I'll lie down, let them feed me, massage me, caress me, worship me, serve me. And that's all it takes. They're happy and I'm happy."

"Sounds nice," Eustace said dreamily as he ran his hands along his lover's spine. That got a delighted coo which made him smile.

"It is. And you enjoy it, don't you?"

"Yes," the horse slurred another time.

"You enjoy massaging me?"

"Yes."

"You enjoy caressing me?"

"Yes." This time his word was accompanied by a throb in his shaft, which tapped against the lizard's back.

"You enjoy worshiping me?"

"Yes." Another throb.

"You enjoy serving me?"

"Yes." No throb, but Davey smiled all the same.

Sunday 7:00 AM

Eustace woke first with the sound of the lizard's gentle snores in his ears. He made to get up, but Davey was nestled in against his chest and he couldn't bear to wake him yet. So the horse caressed his lover's neck until the lizard took a deep breath and blinked open his eyes. "Morning," the lizard said.

"Morning," Eustace said back. "Great night last night."

"It was," Davey agreed. "Now you see why all the other boys like it."

Eustace chuckled and turned on his side, propping himself up on one arm. "I guess I kinda do. You get that done often?"

"Hm?" Davey was still half-asleep.

"Get someone cute to massage you?"

"I never get anyone as cute as you," Davey said. "You're the best."

The horse chuckled and pulled the lizard against him for a hug. Then, with a last ruffle of his head frill, he got up.

"Hun," Davey called while Eustace was stretching. "Do you want to find out more of what it was like?"

The horse paused and looked over his shoulder. "More of what? Serving you?"

Davey coyly crooked his finger to beckon Eustace closer and said nothing.

"I think I might be okay with trying a bit more, to see what it's like."

"You could be the cutest boy in the club," Davey mused and his eyes alighted on the closet.

Eustace chuckled and shook his head, scratching the back of his neck. "I don't think I'd do well in the club."

"Probably right." Davey rolled onto his back and looked up at the ceiling. "I'd much rather have you all to myself; however, if you're going to be a good boy, you should learn how to properly respond."

Eustace's face scrunched as he thought. "How is that?"

"You say, 'Yes, sir.'"

The horse pondered that for a moment, thinking back to the previous night. The latent feelings of blanked-out bliss from the collar caused a stirring in his groin. "Yes, sir."

"Good boy, Tace."

Sunday 12:00 AM

Eustace was riding waves of euphoria all morning. Davey hadn't asked him to do all that much. Eustace was staying to his schedule quite well. But every now and then Davey would make a request.

The first request was to keep calling him sir and to wear nothing but his collar all day. It wasn't turned on all the time, only when he'd done something good and Davey wanted to reward him.

The second, third, and fourth request were all the same: a foot rub. Davey only let the rub go on for about a minute, then gave him a burst of bliss through the collar, while telling him this was what it was like to be a sub.

The fifth time Eustace was called out to be a footrest for a few minutes. He didn't do that good of a job though, according to Davey, squirming too much, so he wasn't rewarded that time. So Davey made the same request several more times until Eustace started to get it right. He found that not only his shaft but his pride were swelling now after a job well done. If that weren't enough to keep him obeying the commands, the wide smile on Davey's face would have made it all worth it.

The rest of a morning was a blur. Eustace managed to stay productive and to his schedule, but the brief interludes with Davey, as he put it over lunch, were "A great way to take a break."

"So, you're liking it?" Davey asked before taking a big bite of his sandwich.

"Mmhmm," said Eustace around a mouthful.

"Want to see even more?"

Even without the collar being turned on, Eustace's shaft twitched against the chair at the thought. "What more could there be?" (He hadn't even thought about how neither he nor Davey had dressed in anything more than kink gear all morning long.)

Davey laughed mid-chew and had to contain himself until he swallowed. "Of course there's more. You don't think I get all dressed up to go out just to get a massage, do you?"

Eustace scratched his chin. "I might dress up for a massage."

Davey laughed again. "Yeah, you just might. But not me. I want to have some fun while I'm out."

Eustace's shaft twitched again. "You mean like..."

"Sexual service, uh-huh."

Eustace wasn't completely ignorant of what his lover did when he went out, but the morning's experience had put a new spin on it. Serving Davey, that had been fun. But to mix that with sex... How would that even work? Would Davey command him to give the lizard a handjob? A blowjob? That could be fun. Maybe he'd be forced to give a striptease. That wouldn't be so fun, but maybe worth it. For Davey. "Could you tell me more? What all do you do?"

"How about instead of telling you I show you?"

Eustace swallowed and licked his lips. "Yes, sir."

Sunday 2:30 PM

Today's "time doing Davey things" was not the usual video games. At Davey's insistence, it was porn.

Eustace was on his knees in front of the couch, arms cuffed behind his back. He was, again at Davey's insistence, wearing an anal plug for the first time in years, the constant internal pressure making his hips grind forward into Davey's touch. Thanks to a cockring and frequent activations of the collar, the horse stayed hard through the entire movie.

Davey was laying down on the couch, idly watching the movie while one hand reached around the horse's bulk to play with his lover's shaft. The porno he had chosen was classic heavy BDSM, "The Training of a Wolf," with an over-muscled leather-wearing iguana breaking the will of a soon-to-be slavepup. Every time the iguana issued a stern command (which was often), Davey activated the collar; every time the pup obeyed (which increased steadily as the porno went on), Davey jerked the horseshaft in his hands.

Eustace took a deep, shuddering gasp. "I... I'm getting close." A shudder through his shaft sent some more lubricating fluids dripping onto Davey's hand.

"Remember what the Master said." Davey gestured to the porno, while turning on the collar for a moment. "A slave's pleasure is secondary to his Master's. Slaves don't get to cum until their Masters say so."

"Yes, sir," Eustace said as the collar fogged his mind. "But... it's so hard."

"It is. So very hard." He chuckled to himself as he rubbed the firm horsecock. "But doesn't it feel so good?"

Eustace groaned and nodded.

Sunday 5:00 PM

Eustace was supposed to be getting some reading in. He was supposed to be sticking to the schedule. Instead, he was responding to a challenge from Davey. Despite how good the horse had been during the porn-watching, Davey said he hadn't been quite good enough to earn an orgasm yet. The horse had been desperate, but no matter what he had done to try and please his lover and recent dominant, nothing had made the lizard bend. Then, Davey suggested, if he could take an entire dildo in, then he'd get to cum later in the evening.

On hearing this, Eustace dropped everything he was doing and got the requested dildo, kneeling over it in the middle of the living room. He lubed it up and slid the tip inside of himself. He was immediately rewarded with a moment of bliss from the collar.

"Go slow," Davey coaxed.

"Yes, sir." It wasn't as though Eustace was a virgin, but it was so rare for him that he struggled. He slipped down another inch, glad that the shaft was tapered, then let out another toe-curling moan as Davey pumped him full of bliss.

"You can take it. I know you can, Tace. Every inch of it. But don't rush."

It was achingly slow. Each time Eustace sunk a little lower, Davey would reward him. His legs, strong and toned as they were, had no trouble with the strain, but the deeper he went the more the urge to climax rose in him and the more he needed to focus to prevent himself from cumming without permission. He'd been hanging near the edge ever since the porno, and the dildo threatened to tip him over. By the time the last inch of the toy had sunk inside of him, he was panting and straining with the urge to climax.

Davey was rubbing at the horse's big shoulders, letting the collar do its thing. "That's a good boy, Tace. You make such a good slave."

"I... I do, sir?" By now the horse was adding the honorific all the time, without Davey needing to prompt him.

"You do. It makes me so happy to see you being a good slave."

Eustace's shaft throbbed. "I like being a good slave too, sir."

Sunday 8:00 PM

"Are you ready, slave Tace?" Davey asked.

Eustace was on top of the lizard, facing each other. The horse's shaft was positioned under his lover's tail and they were looking at each other, eye to eye. The collar was still on his neck, but it hadn't been on in a while. "I'm ready, sir."

Davey smiled and reached up to tap the horse's nose. "Slaves should call their doms Master."

"Sorry, Master," Eustace said, looking sheepish.

"That's better. Now, do you know what to do?"

The horse nodded, reciting the lesson that the iguana had taught the wolf in the movie earlier. "A slave focuses on his dom's pleasure first. A slave's pleasure is secondary to his Master's."

"That's right. Start studding me, slavestud."

Eustace put his hands on the lizard's shoulders and eased his hips forward. He felt a moment of resistance as his tip met the lizard's tailhole and then it was past, the two joining in moans of pleasure as the larger horse entered the smaller lizard. Eustace had naturally used lube and was adding lots of his own natural lubrication as well, but still, given the size difference between them, it was a tight fit.

"Deeper," the lizard commanded.

Eustace groaned and obeyed, grinding his hips forward until half of himself was buried inside his lover.

"Stay." Davey wriggled a bit on the spot. "Don't think you're getting any deeper than that today, slave."

"Yes, Master," Eustace said, without any of the usual sexual frustration he felt at being stopped short. After all, his pleasure was secondary. What mattered was Davey's pleasure.

"In and out, slow, only that deep."

Eustace's muscles rippled. He slid out and back in, working himself into a gentle rhythm. His shaft, oversensitive from a long weekend of use, sent jolting shocks of pleasure up over his body that made consistency of speed difficult. "God, Master, I'm already close."

"Good. You will cum after you've made me cum. Got it?"

"Yes, Master," the horse said eagerly. It made him speed up a little, wanting to make the lizard climax sooner. He slid a hand over Davey's chest, tracing the bands of the harness he wore, then teased across the scales of his belly, coming closer but not quite touching the shaft. "May I?"

Davey nodded.

On the next thrust, Eustace wound his fingers around the lizard's shaft and started to pump in time with his strokes. When Davey said, "No, faster," his hand sped up, which made the lizard start to wriggle and squirm in delight.

Davey leaned up and wrapped his arms around the back of Eustace's neck to kiss him. For a minute they were low on air, grinding, pumping, and kissing. When Davey finally popped off with a gasp, he asked, "How close are you?"

"I'm really, really close, Master."

"Edge for me, slave." His eyes were wide with anticipation.

Eustace groaned and sped up his thrusting until he could feel the orgasm boiling within him, threatening to burst forth with the slightest stimulus. "I'm... there..."

"Make me cum."

Eustace's hand sped up on the lizard's shaft. The squirming became more frantic, his slim hips bouncing on the shaft. The motion of it pushed Eustace unexpectedly over the edge and his hips shivered as he pumped his seed deep into the lizard. Struggling for breath, and still pumping hard on the shaft in his hand, he gasped out, "I'm sorry, Master."

The lizard's jaws were clenched tight. "Just... make... me... cum..."

Eustace pumped as hard as he dared and cupped the lizard's sac. It only took a few more seconds before Davey also shuddered and came over himself.

The pair came down off their orgasmic high panting heavily. They were looking one another in the eye, giggling softly. "That was fun, Master," Eustace said. "We should do this again sometime."

The lizard hummed in agreement. He snaked an arm out from under the horse's embrace to rub behind Eustace's ears. "Not all the time though. You make a wonderful slave, Tace, but I don't want that to be all that you are."

Eustace nodded. "Of course, but... could I try this for at least one more day?"

The lizard rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Monday 5:45 PM

Eustace entered the home silently. As soon as the door was closed, he set aside his briefcase and started to undress. Each and every item of clothing was removed, folded, and set aside by the briefcase. Then naked, he slid on the collar, which Davey had since told him was a "training collar," whatever that meant. With Davey's permission from earlier, he turned the collar on to a low setting and sunk to his knees. His voice let out a low moan as the blissful nothingness surrounded his mind and his shaft strained against the chastity cage he had been wearing all day.

Finally ready, he called out, "Master, I'm here."