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It was late in the day, the Smith had spent it sharing mare's with Zorrul, while they talk about how nice it was to have nuts... When suddenly the horny older Goat fondled the young herd Stallion, a wicked smile flickering across lip's. "Yeah, remember the time you almost got gelded."

The handsome young herd Stallion shivered slightly, and yet there is a certain interest there. "Yes... that was scary... and kinda exciting in a weird way." Zorrul confessed meekly, it had been the Smith who was going to geld him after all. Now here they were in the Blacksmiths house, so that he could enjoy the herd as he'd been promised.

The sooty Goat played with those young Horse nuts, gently as he looked into Zorrul's dark eyes. "Yeah, it's really thanks to me that you're even able to enjoy these girls..." Of course the Goat had enjoyed each one of them first, letting the so called herd Stallion have sloppy seconds.

The young herd Stallion inhaled in a long slow breath, his short young cock bouncing up and down as it stiffened once again. While the Goat's callused hands stroked and tugged on those firm young nuts playfully. "Yeah... yeah... I know and I'm real grateful master." Zorrul simpered, his mind flashing back to the day when he and his brothers had been tied to a fence for gelding.

"Hey, whatever happened to all your brothers that I gelded, are you still keeping them around? You fucking them in the ass like geldings should get?" The horny older Goat asked, plainly amused at the fact that the young so called herd Stallion had shown more interest in mounting geldings than mares.

"Wha... my brothers... well I... I kept them around for a bit... yeah I fucked them all good, but sold them all off. You know to make money for the herd." Zorrul explained, not admitting that he'd kept a couple on them to be his personal gelding servants.

"Heh, did they like it... Hmmm, do you wonder if you'd like it?" The Blacksmith asked tauntingly, as he stroked and tugged on the young Stallion's fat orb's playfully.

"Some of them did... others no so much. Wha... well sometimes maybe..." The young Stud admitted awkwardly, taken off guard by the Smith's fast and blunt questioning.

"I can fuck you right now, we can find out." The lustful Goat offered, with a greasy kind of smile on his furry white muzzle.

"You... you would... but I'm not supposed to let males... I'm a herd Stallion now. My lead mare sez I'm not to... to..." The gruff, sweaty, musky Goat grinned, and gave those tender young Horse balls another tug.

"Yeah, but you almost weren't. You almost got gelded just like all your brothers, that you fucked... And you did enjoy that, didn't you; fucking their quivering, tight rumps... reaching around to feel their dicks, all soft with their nuts gone... dropped into the bucket and floating in their last spurts." The Smith grinned, and lewdly ground his groin against the young Stallion's rump, rubbing his stiff cock against the Colt's backside. "I know you wonder what it would have been like."

"I... I know..." The young roan herd Stallion admitted, his body shivering more intensely for a moment. "Yes... yes I like fucking their tail holes and playing with their cocks... most of them were bigger than mine." He confessed weakly, as he felt the Smith's firm sheath and full balls grind against his soft round ass.

"Yeah, your dick is pretty small for a Horse... I bet it gave you a thrill to hold your brother's big, limp cocks in your hand while you fucked their gelded asses." The naughty Goat snickered, thinking of all the young Horse's brothers he'd nutted.

"What... what..." The young Stallion blushed brightly, as the Goat talked about how small he was. "Yeah that was pretty hot, and knowing their limp like that was all it would ever be."

"Well don't sweat it... you're young, you can experiment. Hey, we can even go somewhere private to do it... you know I'm good for keeping your secrets." The horny Caprine pointed out, licking along the edge of the young Horse's ear.

"You... you... and no one would know... well ok maybe just this once it would be ok... Right?" The gruff Goat grinned lewdly, and stroked the young Horse's small dick, and then gave his nuts another fondle.

"Usually the under-hung Colts are the first to get the knife... so let's pretend it really happened." The Goat nuzzled the young Stallion hotly, whispering into his pointed equine ear. "Turn out the lights... lock the door... and then come back to bed. I'll rut you like I'd been told to geld you in the morning."

"Wait... wait what... they are?" The new herd Stallion choked, realizing that it was very lucky indeed that he was still a Stallion at all. "I'm just young... it'll get bigger some day. Wait what... pretend it really happened..." He moaned, shivering hard as the Goat's hot breath tickled in his pointed equine ear. Standing up the young herd Stallion trotted over to the door, closing and locking it slowly before blowing out the light. And then slowly trotting back over to the bed, crawling up onto the bed with the Goat once again. "So yer gunna geld me in the morning Smith?"

The leering Goat licked his lips in the dark, then lewdly and wetly tongued inside the Colt's ear. "Yeah... your cute little body has been promised to me... your ass for my pleasure tonight. Your balls tomorrow." He panted lustfully into the Colt's ear as he pressed his shaggy groin up against that smooth young rump, his stiff dick sliding around those firm buttocks. And then deflected down between the Colt's thighs, prodding his young testicles from behind. The Goat grasped them both in the same grip and thrust forward slowly, sliding his hard cock against the young Horse's tender balls. "Gonna pop your little cummers right off of you, boy..."

"Ohooo..." The young stud moaned, shivering as that hot, wet tongue tip teased inside of his ear. "So... so you're going to enjoy me before I'm ever a gelding." He did his best to sound like he was offended by this, and yet his firm rump pressed back against the Goat. The herd Stallion feeling that hot fucker pressing between his thigh's, as a hot trickle of pre-cum smeared in his soft fur. "Huhuhu." The young studs breath was coming out in deep ragged gasps, as he felt those strong callused fingers gripping his orbs. "Just like I... I did my sires?"

The Goat snorted in amusement, and gave the young Horse's colt-like nuts a firm pull. "Yeah, just like you did to your own sires... just like you watch me do to your brothers. Or maybe differently... maybe I'll get you on your back, with your hooves in the air, and make you watch me slice your lovely, velvety sac open and pop your boys out one by one. Some Horses cum when they see themselves getting gelded... I wonder if you will," He grunted darkly, and then shifted pulling the young Horse firmly back against his aroused groin.

"I think maybe I would..." Zorrul admitted weakly, picturing it in his own head laying back with his leg's up watching the Smith cut his balls out.

"And don't be shocked that I'm gonna fuck you while you still have your nuts. It happens a lot... Stallions send over their meekest boy to me... so I can have him for the night... and then send him back without his balls." The horny Goat pulled back a little, and ran his palm over the young Horse's firm round rump. "Damn, you've got a nice little ass, boy... I'm gonna bust your cherry like you're a filly." He pulled those hips back, and pressed forward again, this time with his firm pole dragging across the young Stallion's backdoor... and then, nearly pinning the boy on the bed, he started pushing inside...

"Wha... really?" The young stud moaned in shock he'd never heard that, and it made his already hard cock bounce up even stiffer. "So you fuck a meek young Stallion all-night and then cut him and send him off huh. Am I going to me sent off to be some young Colts gelding fuck boy?" He asked meekly, panting harder as those rough hands fondled his firm round butt cheeks. "Gunna make me squeal like filly?" The new herd Stallion's muzzle twists in pain as that fat cock head, slowly pushes into his clenching hole. "Gods ohooo... gods you're so fucking big! Owww gods please... no... no more."

The Smith chortled with laughter, as he listened to the young herd Stallion's recap sounding so aroused. "Geldings don't get to decide when they're done being fucked." The nasty Goat reminded the young Stallion, even as he pushed his aroused fucker in harder. "HNH yeah, I can feel your cherry popping geldie." He grunted as he worked his stiff cock into that taunt tail hole, making it disappear inch by inch between those pink gates. "Tonight... you're MY fuck toy." He snorted working his hips lustfully, pulling them back and thrusting forwards, drilling that young Colt's behind as the Goat's balls jostle and knock...

The young herd Stallion bucked and struggled weakly, but this only served to wiggle the Goats hard cock into his slowly opening anus. "Owwww gods..." Those rough hands grasp his young balls savagely hard, yanking back as the Goat shoved his erection forwards. "Ohowo fuck." He whimpered as that hard, relentless erection at last pushed past his gates, inch by inch until the young equines anal muscles gave out. And that hard fucker slides smoothly inside of him, the young stud letting out a long whinny. "WEEHEHEEE." It really does sound like a young filly being turned into a mare, he'd hear it often enough these day as the Smith was fucking every new filly in the herd. "Yes... yes Smith I'm yer fuck toy... and tomorrow you will make me your gelding."

"HUNH yeah, that's so hot isn't it boy?" The filthy Goat panted into the young Colt's ear, squeezing his nuts in an almost massaging rhythm, tugging on those tender velvety orbs as they struggle and tremble. He thrust in, stuffing his hard pole into that hot Colt's tight rear, letting the young Horse feel the Goat's sweaty balls heavily rolling forward and striking his own much smaller ones.

"Yesss..." Zorrul admitted breathlessly, his back arching as the Goat pumped in and out of that tight young rut hole.

"AMMM you're so fuckin' tight... a guy knows a real good fuck when he gets it..." The Goat laughed, this young herd Stallion really was a eager, energetic rut.

"Fuck your balls are so big too." The young Stallion panting, bending over at the waist so that he could reach down between his legs and fondle the Smith's huge nuts, as they lay against his small ones. "So I'm a good fuck... better than my Sire I saw you fuck him before he was cut as well." The young herd Stallion shivered very hard, as the Goat confessed that he wanted to geld him right then.

"Mmmm... Heh heh. You're a nice fuck." He snickered lewdly, patting that sexy rump with one rough callused hand. "Much better than your sire... of course he'd taken a lot of cock up there I think. Ummm, fucking your ass is making me wanna pop off your bollocks right now, so you'll always stay a cute little piece of ass..." The Smith grunted lustfully, as he humped his sweaty groin into that spread ass.

"Nooo no please don't... let me stay a Stallion one more night." He begged weakly, hoping it was what the Smith rutting him wanted to hear. Wanting nothing more than to please the male fucking his filly ass, each thrust making him feel more and more submissive.

"Ammm, but they feel so good in my hands." The Goat teased, jostling the Colt's nuts as he humped that tight young backside brutally hard.

"Yes in your hands." The new herd Stallion moaned, as the Smith's rough hands toyed with his fat young orb's. All the time spearing that fat erection, in and out of that tight young rut hole over and over again.

"Heh heh, fuck that's hot. Keep begging for your balls boy, let me hear how it makes your heart race to know the knife is coming for your cute little nuts... And maybe... just maybe your cute little cock as well." The Smith taunted, sliding a hand under the Colt and grasping his under-sized shaft, gripping it firmly. "Maybe we should take everything... give you an extra kiss of the knife. You know that's why you got sent to me, because under-hung Horses always get gelded..." Another hot grunt escaping the lecherous Blacksmith, as he made another hard shove deep into that snug young rump.

"Yes... Don't take my balls master Smith... Let me be the herd Stallion a few more days... weeks... let me keep my balls and... and I'll let you fuck every female. Every gelding... every son I sire if you like... just don't take my balls." He begged wildly, bucking and struggling as the Goat fucked him harder and faster. "Oho No... Not my cock as well, cock and balls just be... because I'm so small.

"Hmph... grab my balls, Colt... you'll feel me cumming in your mareish ass." The aroused Goat moaned out into the bucking colt's long pointed equine ear.

"Yes... yes master." The Horse moaned as he gripped those huge balls, feeling them quiver and tremble as the Smith's hard cock savagely pounded his once virgin tight hole.

The Blacksmith grunted and thrust hard, slamming that young Colt's lovely ass. Until his fat, sweaty Goat balls jumped and jerked in the Colt's palms, and then heaved upwards, lurching abruptly as the rutting buck blew his thick wad inside that tight young tail hole. He groaned and grunted, thrusting, and shoving, as his hard dick painted the cute Horse's guts with his thick white porridge. "AHHHH... yeah." He finally grunted, as his fat balls filled that young herd Stallion up. He panted, stroking the Colt's sweaty balls for a minute, and then slowly rolled off that well-used youngster. "Mmmm... Heh heh. You're a great fuck." He snickered lewdly, patting that sexy rump with one rough callused hand. The Goat snickered a bit more as he reached over and relighted the bedside lamp, before looking over at the sweaty Colt. "We'll have to play this little game again sometime."

"Yes... yes again sometime..." The young Horse moaned rolling over and gripping his own young erection, stroking it furiously with his hand. Until it erupted, spraying thick white cum all over his chest and neck as those firm little balls drew up. "I... I'm glad you enjoyed it as much as... as I did."

The Goat looked over at the young Horse leering, and then swiped his hand through the sticky mess, and smeared the Colt's own cum all over his cock and balls. "Ummmm. That's a nice load for such a little Stallion." The leering Goat said, teasing the Colt's small cock and balls once again with his callused fingers. "My bad, I forgot to get you off... Next time I will." He assured with a sly wink, and a wide leering smirk on his expressive lip's. As he climbed off the bed, smiling down at his young sexy guest. "Oh, and I will be taking you up on your offer... What was that again? I can fuck every female, every gelding, every son you sire." The wicked Smith repeated gloatingly, counting out the promises on his fingers in the air. "But for now, let's get some sleep and then in the morning I'll finished breeding the rest of 'Your' herd." The Goat snickered lewdly, walking over to his guest bedroom door unlocking it and throwing it open.

Shocked to find two armored knights out in his hall, one of the big Stallion's quickly hurried over. His serious muzzle breaking into a lewd grin, as he saw the young spent herd Stallion laying naked on the bed... covered in cum. "Heh." The big Horse chuckled, as the Goat looked at him darkly even as the Knight snickered lewdly. "Gelding the runt in the morning?" He asked with a leering grin, and then suddenly his muzzle took on a pained, startled look as the Smith's strong hand gripped his fat balls.

"If you don't explained what you're doing in my house right now... I'll be gelding two Stallions tonight." The small Goat snorted, twisting those hefty orb's a few turn's as the Stallion's eyes widened in horror.

"Please Smith I... I'm here on... on business from the... the Prince." The big Horse stammered weakly, as the little Goat's fingers explored his heavy ball's as if thinking of how best to remove them. "He... he wants you to come up to the castle, and bring your tools because he's got some work... some Very special work for you."

"The Prince has got some work for me... not the King?" The Smith asked, as he closed the bedroom door with one hand while he began to stroll down the hallway. Dragging the Knight along by the balls, even as the second Knight quickly jumped out of the Goats way. Following him down the stairs and into the work shop, while the captured Stallion gulped and gasped for breath. Once in the shop the Goat let go of the Horse's nut's, and then stepped back looking at him intensely for a moment.

"Let me see them." He ordered sharply, even as he gathered up his bag of gelding tools... while the young Knight trembled. He didn't say anything, just silently unbuckled his armored trousers letting them drop. Before pulling up his chain-mail shirt, to fully expose his sheath and hefty balls. The Goat smiled gloatingly as he walked over to examine those naked goodies, unsurprised to see the Horse's cock head jutting up out of his sheath. "Real nice." The Smith chuckled, as his rough hands fondled those heavy orb's before moving up to tease that exposed cock head. "Excited huh? Heheh... alright we best get going, and get this very special work done. But feel free to come back tomorrow and spend the night. I'll rut you all night, and knock these under sized things off for you in the morning." He joked as the young Stallion pulled his trousers up, a bit more slowly than a frightened Stallion should have. The Smith left the blushing young Knight trying to redress himself, stomping out the door past the second Knight. Who made sure to stay out of reach of the Goat, and then as the first Knight came hurrying up he asked softly.

"Did... did he just offer to rut you all night and nut you in the morning?"

"Yes!" The first young knight squeaked, as the two of them hurried after the Smith who was already out on the street. The trip to the palace was uneventful, with the two young Knight's trailing along a short distance behind. The two young Knights stopped at the entrance to the stairs, leading down into the dungeons far below. Leaving the Goat to processed alone, he strolled along at an unhurried pace down the winding stone stairway. Until at last he approached the open doorway leading into the dungeon, and as he did so he could hear voices. The Smith paused a moment to listen to what was being said, before he entered the room below.

"You... you can't be serious Devlin." The deep voice of and older male equine stammered, there was fear in that voice as well as disbelief. "You're doing this because of that Bull... because I had him unmaled?" It was the unmistakable voice of the King, the Smith smirked as he listened to what came next.

"For Byron certainly father, but more as well." The voice of a much younger Stallion replied, obviously the Prince that the two Knights had spoke of. "Haven't you always said that a true King takes what he wants father? Well I've decided I want the throne, and this is the old way of getting it. Isn't it? Aren't you always telling tales about herd Stallion's being disposed of by their son's in like manner? No father the Smith has been summoned, before the night is though you're going to in the same condition as Byron."

"Hah... Don't be so dense boy." The King snorted, his voice sounding much more confident now as the younger Stallion spoke of the Smith. "The Goat isn't going to castrate his King, he's a smart fellow... he knows which side his toast is buttered on." The older Stallion assured, as the young Horse paced back and forth in front of him. "He is no doubt informing the palace guards, about being summoned here to do harm to their King. And those Knights loyal to me are on their way here right now. Very soon it will be you hanging from these restraints, while I decide your fate." The King warned, his words sounding confident and assured, but the Smith could tell he was trying to scare the Prince into fleeing. Even captive and restrained, the old Stud was showing that he wasn't completely powerless. It was a well played strategy, and hearing the young Stallion's pace quicken the Goat knew it was having some effect.

"Ok so why have you pulled me out of my bed at this time of night Prince Devlin?" The Blacksmith questioned, with a smirk as he strolled slowly into the dungeon, it looked exactly the same as it had the last time he was here. Minus a chained up young Cow in the corner, the Goat was unsurprised to see the massive body of the King hanging in the same restraints the Bull had been in last time. The older Stallion had been stripped uttering naked, exposing his heavy belly and the royal jewels that hung beneath.

"Wha... SMITH." The King exclaimed in shock, as the Goat strolled into the room with his tool bag 'Clinking' softly. The look of shock and fear on the older Stallion's muzzle was priceless, making the Goat pause a moment to enjoy it... before he set his bag down. Looking the two Stallion's up and down, the naked King dangling helplessly; the richly dressed Prince looking regal and pretty. Around him a group of young Knights, that he'd plainly seduced into helping him dispose of his sire. The Goat flashed them all a knowing smile, enjoying the looks he was getting from all of them. Especially the helpless King, who was truly beginning to sweat heavily now that he had seen the Goat stroll in. And yet as he dangled there, that long equine fuck stick slowly slipped out of its sheath. Dropping out that royal fucker began to stiffen at once, making the Goat's lips twist up into a sneer. 'Stallions' He thought derisively, they really were all alike no matter how rich or high born they were it seemed.

"Your Majesties..." The Smith greeted cheerfully, bowing deeply to the King and the Prince who were looking at him with completely different looks on their very similar muzzles. The Prince was plainly very happy to see that the Goat wasn't running off to loyalists, to betray him to them. While the helpless King was utterly stunned, and now very... very scared for his manhood.

"Ahaha Smith... so good to see you." The young Stallion said with gloating delight in his voice, as he saw the stunned look on his sires frightened muzzle. At last the old fucker was beginning to understand, this was really going to happen.

"So this is the Very special work you have for me..." The Smith snorted, walking over to the furnace to stoke the fires and bring them up to full temperature.

"Very special... as in high treason Smith." The big older Stallion whinnied commandingly, the fear now very plain in his powerful voice. The scent of his frothy equine sweat, thick in the hot air of the dungeon. The Goat didn't say anything, counter to the King's warning words. He just moved over to fondle those hefty Stallion balls, knowing from rumors around court that those balls had sired a number of bastard sons. The King's powerful body jerked in shock, as he felt the Goats rough callused hands examining his colt makers. "Ohoo Gods... Oho Gods Smith you... you can't do this. I'm your King." The commanding tone was gone now, that loud voice taking on a whining, pleading sound. It made the Goats own cock stiffen even more that it already had been, the feelings of power surging through him.

"It won't be high treason when I'm King... he'll just be obeying my orders like a good servant." The soft, effeminate looking young equine countered, flashing the Goat a big square toothed smile. "Do this for me... for your new King and I promise you will be greatly rewarded. I can start right now if you'd like." The younger Horse took off the plain golden circlet he was wear on his head, pressing the gold into the Goats rough hands even as he put the Kings gem encrusted crown on his own head. "The first of many rewards... and I'm sure in the coming days I will have plenty more work for you. My father has any number of supporters who may need to be... taken care of in a like manner. And I might have other... more pleasurable tasks for you as well."

The sweaty, musky Blacksmith held the golden circlet in his rough hands and bounced it, weighing the heavy metal and considering the offer. He held the Prince's offering to his mouth and bit it testingly... solid gold throughout, sure enough. "How do you want it done?" The Goat asked simply, holding the circlet in one hand, and the King's royal jewels in his other.

"No... no Smith wait... save me and... and I'll make you a lord." The sweating King offered quickly, as those strong fingers explored his royal jewels. "You'll have a place in my court and your weight in... in gold." The older Stallion was bargaining wildly, willing to offer almost anything to save his balls. Of course once they were safe, he could take back as much as he wanted he knew.

"Hah like you'll keep that promise..." The Prince laughed, flashing the dirty Goat a wicked smile... licking his full expressive lip's. "I won't make empty offers, however I am willing to bargain with you. Ask what you will and if I think it fair... it shall be yours. That is how you know I'm being honest. For I will not promise you everything your heart desires. Now as for how I want it done..." The handsome equine Prince stroked his soft chin, looking at his father darkly for a long moment. "I don't really deem him worth of being immortalized in gold like Byron was..." The richly dressed Prince looked over at his sire darkly, a nasty looks twisting up his handsome muzzle. "We can decide on that after we're reached a deal."

"Well... we can start off simply your Majesty." The Goat smirked, stepping back and stripping off his plain wool and leather clothing. That thick Caprine cock jutting out stiffly, faint greenish smears along its length from pumping Zorrul's tight tail hole. The Princes eyes widened as he saw that hard cock, it was one he hadn't already enjoyed after all.

"I think I can help you out with this." Devlin breathed, sinking to his knees in front of the Smith even as the helpless King let out a shocked and disgust snort. Forced to watch as his son took the Goats hard fucker into his mouth, licking and suckling along that stiff fucker. The Smith looked down with delight, as he watched the soon to be King sucking a common herd Stallion's manure off his fucker. The Goats callused hands gripped those pointed equine ears, licking his own lip's as he glanced over at the King. Loving the looks of sickened disgust and shame on the older Stallions handsome muzzle.

"Ammm damn this is certainly sweetening the pot... heh. What are you going to offer to match this?" He asked, flashing the helpless King a huge gloating grin, as he cocked his hip's standing there looking down as the Prince pleasured him.

"By the gods boy have some pride." The older Stallion grunted through gritted teeth, as he watching the Prince suck that throbbing fucker clean. "Sucking the nasty cock of a commoner." The King's muzzle was burning with blush, as he watched his offspring debase himself like some whoreish mare.

*"Ammm..." The young Prince's eyes looked up, finding the Goat gaze as he lavished licks on that throbbing fucker. "Help me and you can be the first male to cum in a former Kings ass, and a new Kings muzzle Smith. Help me and I'll even throw in a ride on my sister... of course your won't be the first to have done that." The Prince joked, making his guard of young equine Knights all chortle with laughter. Everyone at court knew of the Princess's reputation, it was joked that she was as well used as the Kings road. *

"Hahah... that is an offer." The Smith laughed rolling his hip's, so that his hefty balls slapped loudly against the Stallion's soft chin. "Well I think for cutting a King I should get at least five times my normal fee, your sire is much beloved in the kingdom. I'll need to guard against anyone, who might be wanting to get even with me for gelding him. Also I like the idea of a King servicing me, so I'll come up here for a bit of sucking or tail hole pumping from time to time. You will also provide me with at least a dozen males a year to geld."

"Ammm... naturally you shall have it." The Prince agreed instantly, making the Goat think that Devlin really didn't care about the money. That kind of took some of the pleasure out of it for the Goat, making him rack his brain for something else. The rumors about the Prince echoing within the Smith's mind, Millie had told him that the young Horse couldn't get nor keep and erection with a female near. ** **

"Your Majesty, you're gonna need to knock up a mare to get your secession sorted out, and sooner rather than later..." The Smith pointed out, as he stroked over the pretty young Stallion's muzzle with his rough fingers. The Prince looked up at him questioningly, as the Goat rutting his muzzle a bit harder now. Sensing the royal growing more and more passive, as his eager mouth was used more and more powerfully.

"Wha... wha... what did you have in mind?" Prince Devlin moaned weakly, as the horny Goat looked down at him with a sneering grin.

"A small service... I could milk you and use one of my small bellows to blow the seed into your Queen for you. I would of course be paid well for my services, say ten gold for the milking and twenty silver for planting the seed in the Queen." The Smith explained, making the Prince moan and nodded his head eagerly... while the Knights all sighed in relieve. Plainly they had been thinking, the Goat was going to offer to breed the new Queen himself. And they were intent on protecting their sissy King's legacy, even if he couldn't managed to breed a mare himself. ** **

"Ammm deal." The Goat moaned gripping the Princes equine ears, while throwing his horned head back. Pounding his musky crotch against that wide round equine nose, grinding the scent of that masculine crotch onto the others fur. Prince Devlin relaxed his throat, letting the grimy little Goat's hard fucker slide down his long throat. Even as the young Horse's own hefty hard on began to leak streams of pre-cum, into his fancy silk under garments. Reaching down he freed that long stud stick, rubbing and stroking it eagerly with one big three fingered hand. As the Blacksmith used his muzzle more and more lustfully, which in turn made the passive equine all that more excited. "You've got a really pleasing mouth." The small Goat standing above the Prince moaned, clearly the Smith was really enjoying rutting that royal mouth. "I've seen males who have been geldings for years... who aren't half this eager to please a real studs cock." The Blacksmith laughed, rocking his strong hip's faster... making his heavy nuts slap against those soft equine lip's roughly.

All the while, the helpless King was watching the action with a disapproving glare, although the Goat couldn't help noticing the Kings cock was now sticking out rock hard. A long string of slimy Stallion sap dangling from its tip, swaying back and forth as those hip's bucked ever so slightly. Was the old boy thinking about how good that pansy mouth felt on the Goats cock? "Ammm damn your Majesty you've certainly raised a pleaser." The Smith taunted, looking up into the old King's eyes as he used his son's mouth like a mares sex. Enjoying the look of disgust and arousal on the older Stallion's muzzle, plainly the old stud was wishing he could get one last orgasm. He'd been eager enough to use Byron's tail hole, after the Goat had gelded the big Bull. "Maybe if you ask real nice... you can talk the Prince here into giving you one last spurt."

"Shut up you scum... your just as traitorous as my son." The big Stallion whinnied breathlessly, as the Goat leaned over the kneeling Prince's head. Letting out a long loud bleat of pleasure, as he fed the young equine what felt like a gallon of Goats milk. Grinding and pounding his crotch against that pretty equine muzzle, until the Prince's fawning mouth had milked him dry. And then he pulled the Prince up off the ground, laying the Kings restraints back. He walked the young Stallion over, stroking that long hard fucker with experienced hands. Until his brought the Prince off, aiming those thick streams of frothy stud milk. So that they splashed over the older Stallion's muzzle, at last the panting Prince sagged spent.

"No... I don't think he deserves one last cum... Do you my King?" The Goat purred into the young Stallion's long pointed ear, reaching down to fondle those full Horse nuts.

"No... no its as you say Smith." The new King moaned weak and submissively, making the Goat grin widely at the power he had over the young queer Stallion. "So I'm thinking we cut his balls off, after I encase this big ol' cock in some lesser metal... silver perhaps. That way you'll have a nice trophy to show off your victory, as well as a shiny silver plaything for your tail hole." And the Goat would have a trophy of his own, a jar with the preserved testicles of a King inside. To go along with the story he knew he'd be telling for the rest of his life, the day he put a new King on the throne and a new gelding out to pasture.

"Yes... yes silver. I'd love that... show it off... when it's not in my..." The passive new King moaned and stammered passively, as the Smith guided him over out of the way. Before sliding the heavy stone crucible with a silver ingot already inside of it into the furnace.

"Smith... Smith... You can't do this." The hefty older Stallion bellowed, and then winced choking as a glob of his son's spoo dripped into his protesting mouth. Making the King hack and spit, even as his cum glazed lip's dribbled more and more cum into his mouth.

"Oh but I'm afraid I can your majesty." The smirking Goat countered, spreading the lowered restraints so that he could step between the helpless equines leg's. "I've been ordered to by the new King... surrounded by his loyal Knights I'm in no position to refuse... and there is no one here to stop me." The smiling Goat looked around mockingly, even as his slid his rough hands up the older Stallion heavy thigh's. "Of course, I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't enjoying having these in my hands." The Smith snickered, gripping those mighty royal jewels fondling and squeezing them possessively. "But I'm going to enjoy this even more..." The Goat chortled, as his rough, strong hands slid down farther to cup those ass cheeks spreading them wide.

"Wait wha... wha..." The helpless King stammered confused for a instant, and then his eyes widened as understanding crept into his brain. "Oh No... you're not thinking..." The big straight Stallion choked in shock, as he felt rough fingers caressing his puffy equine tail hole. "No... No... I forbid... command you..." The big, helpless equine King squealed, as these finger tip's traced around the rim of that big equine anus. Before plunging inside, the King's mouth dropped open, his eyes bulging out comically in shock. "AHGH! No... no stop, I'm your King... You can't... I'm not a gelding." The big Stallion shouted, bucking and screamed as that finger lubed with the Princes cream invaded it ass.

"Not to worry your Majesty... you will be when I'm done with you." The unwashed Goat sneered, moving up to press his cock head against that quivering tail hole.

"Yes... yes that's right father." The pouty Prince giggled, from where he sat across the room. "Your fucked in more ways than one." The look on the young Stallion's muzzle one a lustful delight, as he watched the Smith force that musky Goat cock up his sire's clenching anus.

"Owww... Ohoo... Ohoo Noo." The older Stallion squealed in pain and shock, as the horny Blacksmith punched his cock balls deep inside that resisting hole. "Ohoo Ohooo..." The former King moaned, as that hard cock rubbed over his prostate gland sending a shiver of pleasure racing up his spine. "Hur hur hur." The big Stallion began to nicker in pleasure, as that hard Goat fucker was driven in and out of him.

"Hahaha... someone is liked that!" Prince Devlin laughed loudly, a bit of drool rolling down over his chin. "Beginning to understand Father... starting to like it? Well that's good because you're going to be getting a lot of it... I'm sending you to work as a whore in that gelding brothel on the border, so that males from our kingdom and your rivals kingdoms can enjoy you... for ten silver coins a go."

"Gods... Ohoo gods, No!" The big, older Stallion moaned in horror, at the idea of him being a gelding selling his ass to any common male who came along. Throwing his head back, his mouth gaping open as his leg's stiffened around the Goats slender waist. "Dev... Dev please don't do this... Please." He begged breathlessly, as that hefty belly jiggling up and down while the Smith's hard cock used him mercilessly.

"From master of a whole kingdom, to a cock-less, ball-less rut slave." The Smith snickered, as he rolled his shaggy white hip's... ploughing that virgin tight royal asshole. "Ahaha... if your someone like myself... that's not a very long journey, but for a King it's a very... very long way to fall. Here you are a old straight Stud, only from now on the only thing you're going to be able to do sexually is pleasure males. Hahaha... all because you couldn't just let your son love what he loves."

"I'll make you a deal Father..." Prince Devlin, sneered standing up and strolling over to his helpless sire, even while beckoning one of his Knights over. "If you suck Sir Merrywod here off... swallow every drop of his cum... not spilling even the tiniest bit. And I'll have you sent to live the rest of your life as a monk, in some forgotten monastery somewhere. Oh and you'll have to thank Sir Merrywod afterwards, tell him how good his cum tasted... how much you'd love doing it again." The young Stallion smirked, reaching down to unbuckle the handsome Knights armored trousers. The Prince grinning, as the young Knights hard cock popped out of those leather and steel trousers. The older Stallion looked up in horror and disgust, as that mighty Stallion fucker jutted out dripping shiny pre-cum. "So what's it going to be Father? Suck and swallow this studs hefty load... and he cum's by the bucket full I can assure you... or work for a living." The old King's muzzle was twisted with indecision, clearly either of those options were to his liking.

"I... I'll do it." The fat older Stallion moaned in a soft whisper, making the Prince hold up a hand to his ear.

"What was that?" Prince Devlin demanded, the huge smile plastered across his handsome muzzle making it plain he'd heard just fine.

"I'll do it... I'll suck his... his cock." The old King moaned out loud enough, that everyone in the room could hear his reply. Making all the young gay Knights, and the Blacksmith laugh derisively at him.

"Then get to work faggot." The Prince snarled, rubbing the young Knight's big, leaking flare against his sires trembling lip's. Smearing them with silvery pre-cum, even as the old King opened his mouth letting that hard cock slide into his mouth. It was plain from the way the old Stud went at it, that he had no idea how to truly pleasure a male with his mouth. Luckily the Prince was there to snarl instructions into his ear, even taking that big cock into his own mouth to show his sire how it was done. All of this only making the old King more and more disgusted and humiliated, even while the Smith's hard cock filled him with a sickening pleasure. "Ummm gods look at those lip's Smith... wrapped around that big, hard Stallion cock." Prince Devlin giggled in his soft effeminate voice, leaning in to nuzzle the Knight's musky balls. "Its driving me crazy... you may have to milk me again."

"Hahah... I'd enjoy that your majesty." The Goat puffed as he battered the old King's broad ass, his hard fucking pushing the equine towards orgasm. "Of course... perhaps there's someone else who might enjoy your cum even more." The Smith smirked, gesturing to the older Kings suckling mouth... as the Prince shared a wicked grin with the Goat.

"And excellent suggestion my friend." The pretty young Stallion agreed, standing up straight and lifting his slender erection. Placing it up beside the handsome Knight's, which was much bigger that the soon to be Kings. The young Knight pulled out of the old Kings mouth, and Prince Devlin stepped up driving his fucker into his sire's throat. "Ohooo daddy you really are learning fast..." He and Sir Merrywod taking turns fucking their hard stud sticks into the older Stallion's muzzle, even as the look on that handsome muzzle betrayed the old Stallion's repugnance. At the act he was being forced to perform, even as his own fat erection bounced and throbbed. The Smith's hard fucking having more of an effect on the proud straight Stallion, than he cared to admit even to himself. His ass had already began to thrust back, meeting that stiff throbbing Goat fucker as the Smith slammed it into him. The older Stallion's eyes were clamped tightly closed, as he tried to avoid thinking about what was going into his mouth.

The Goats grimy hands gripped and squeezed those royal buttocks as he slammed forward, his heavy balls thumping loudly against the old Kings firm ass-cheeks. "Ammm this hole feels as good as any mare." The Smith snorted with a lustful sneer, his strong hip's bucking and plunging hard. The watching Knights leered, and moved up a bit closer to watch the action going on a bit more closely. The panting Goat bucked moaning loudly as he thrust hard, loving the feeling of that royal rut hole on his aching erection. "Hnf! I hope I'm giving it to you royally." The Smith chuckled, pausing to smack that wide, soft ass with the flat of his strong callused hand. "Fucking whore." The Goat muttered under his breath, grunting as he rutted that tight rump hard, sparing no speed or passion, he was fucking to get off now. His massive balls slapped the old King's firm rump, and making that royal cock surge and bounce.

"Oho heheh... You sure look like your enjoying that sire." The Prince sneered, reaching out to tease that huge throbbing erection as he fucked his sires muzzle. "Ammmm wow Smith... you've got a lot of staying power... huh stud." He flashed the Goat a smile, that made the Smith think he's be balls deep in the younger Stallions backside sooner rather than later.

"Hnnf... gunna cum in your royal rut hole." The blacksmith Goat grunted, as he started to buck harder and faster as his hard shaft stroking deep inside that hot ass. Finally with a loud satisfied grunt, his heavy balls jumped and his dick pulsed, pumping his thick load into that virgin hole. Stopping just short of making the old King cum, not wanting to ruin the trophy he was making for the new King. "Ammm damn that was good... you're a hell of a fuck.... your majesty." The Goat laughed as he pulled out of that twitching squeezing tail hole, watching his own cum drip out of it.

"Here help me with this." The Smith ordered one of the young knights watching the action, together, the naked Goat, his balls and spent shaft bobbing with every step. And the young, handsome, clearly very aroused knight moved over to the roaring furnace. The filthy Goat opened the hot furnace, and shoved a couple of pokers in, but rather than into the coals, he stuck them through holes in the side of the crucible he'd set in the furnace earlier. "It will take both of us to lift this safely." He explained to the sweating young Stallion, as the two of them lifted that glowing hot crucible. Together they hefted the iron pokers and with it the stone crucible... as they slowly moved it towards the helpless old King, the liquid silver sloshing languidly within that stone vessel. Bubbling just a little as it gleamed and shined with its molten heat, as they moved over nearer to the helpless sovereign. Moving slowly, both of them sweating from the scorching radiant heat, they moved the stone vessel between the spread-eagle King's thighs...

"Step back one moment." The Smith advised the Prince and Sir Merrywod, the old King realizing at last something was about to happen. Even as with a nod from the Goat the crucible was lifted up, and the old Kings throbbing hard cock was dipped straight into a pot of molten silver.

"WEEHEEHEE!" He bellowed out wildly, bucking and twisting within his restraints even harder; so that he was hurting himself. As his hard cock was dripped in to that shiny liquid metal, the sound of flesh popping and crackling as that meat cooked. Turning that mighty male organ into a glittering silver trophy, for the angry Prince to show off to any of the old Kings to loyal followers. That powerfully muscled equine body jerking and pulling wildly at the straps holding him down. As soft sizzling of that male meat could faintly be hear, the look of purest agony contorting the huge Horse's handsome muzzle. While the Smith quickly set the crucible aside, watching in satisfaction as the old King became a gelding before their very eyes.

Grabbing up a pre-filled water bucket, the Goat dunked that silver covered fucker into the cold water, making it set into the perfect likeness of the old Stallion's huge organ's. Reaching up with his gloved hands, the Smith grasped that silver fucker and gave it a quick twist. The big gelding squealed, as the cooked meat ripped easily away from his huge body making it shudder and tremble. "Ohoo Gods... OHO GODS NOOO." The new gelding moaned weakly, his eye's rolling back in his head as the Smith quickly sealed the end of the Prince's new trophy with molten silver. And then used a healing balm, made for him by the old King's own wizard to keep the wound from killing the new gelding. The Blacksmith stood over the water bucket as the hot steam rushed out, jostling that silver-plated rut stick around with a iron poker; to make sure it didn't deform against the side of the bucket. By the time they'd cooled sufficiently, the Goat was a sweaty, steam-blasted, disheveled mess, but his sweaty balls rolled and swayed between his shaggy thighs. And his stiff dick jutted out in front of him, like a red-hot iron poker of his own.

"Your trophy my King." He presented the huge silver mare poker to the horny Prince, who quickly stepped forwards planting his hard cock into his sires mouth. Pumping it hard as he held up his sire's former cock, admiring that shiny silver tool in the light. Before blasting a huge load down his sires throat, the new gelding gulping and choking as he swallowed it all.

"Well done Smith..." Prince Devlin panted weakly, as he pulled back spurting his last few dribbles all over his sire's lip's.

"I'm please to have pleased you my new King." The wicked Goat snickered, taking his gelding knife out of his tool bag. "Now to take my trophy and finish the job." His words making the semi-conscious old King's head snap up, his eyes wild as he looked down in horror. Watching as the dirty singed Goat grabbing his hefty sack, working those big potent balls down. Before placing the gelding knife's sharp edge against the neck of that velvety pouch, grinning as he looked the old Stallion in the eyes. "My very own royal trophy." The Smith snickered, drawing the razor sharp edge across that tough flesh, which parted easily on that edge.

"Ahahaa!" The old King moaned out softly, as that knife sliced through his male flesh. The new gelding watching in shock, as the nasty Goat lifted that dissevered sack. Taking out a glass jar with the royal crest on it, the Smith dumped those twin orbs into it. And then filled it with clear alcohol to preserve his trophy, before holding it up for the others to see. Making them laugh darkly, as the old King... new gelding fell back whimpering softly. As the Prince shoved the young knight's huge fucker back into that panting mouth, making the new gelding shudder in revulsion at the taste of a second throbbing cock in his mouth. It didn't take the already primed Stud long, he was cumming after no more than a few dozen fast pumps. But by this time the former King had forgotten his deal, and as the young Stallion exploded into his mouth. The royal gelding choked and gagged, unable to keep from swallowing most of that huge loud. But a very few dribbles escaped from the corners of his mouth, making the watching Prince sneer. Leaning down to lick that salty spunk off his sires lip's and chin, waiting until that hard cock was tugged out. To share a long sticky cum cover kiss with his gelded sire, before straightening up to look down at the new gelding.

"Ammm tasty... but that means... you broke our deal father." Prince Devlin snarled nastily, was the gelding's eyes widen in horror and disgust. Realizing that he was going to be sent to be a gelding whore, for any commoner with a pocket of silver and a hard on.

"Noooooo..." The gelding screamed, before a huge cock was shove into his mouth by a horny young knight.

"Heheh... If that's all you need my King, I'll be off home to my bed." The Smith chuckled happily, as he moved over to the new King Devlin.

"Yes that will be all for now Smith... I'll no doubt have more business for you in the near future. Those of my sires most loyal followers, plus those young studs I promised you. And of course... my lovely wife will need to be... seen to as soon as she gets here from the summer palace."

*FIN *