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"I told you not to worry," the rhino breathed, reclined across the bed as his fingers pressed through the slick hole of the stallion before him, "I left the sign out on the door. It's just you and me..."

But Adharc couldn't help but crack the sly smile that belied his truth. The 'do not disturb' sign had been left on the dresser, forgotten, where it was almost as if he had no intention of leaving it outside the hotel room. He had assured the horse the room was his anyway, a lie that could have fallen apart under the lightest scrutiny; to room alone at conventions like these was astonishing and suspicious above all else, but as he had goaded Martyn upstairs with nothing but cocksure confidence and a sure hold on the male's own cock, he omitted the key details about his rooming arrangements and instead worked hard on pushing all of the submissive's easiest to hit buttons.

By the time they had gotten to the room and the rhino had him tied up, it was all too late anyway for him to ask too many questions.

"You're so loose now, such a fucking greedy bottom." Four fingers could easily slide their way into the horse's upturned ass, his legs latched by the ankles to the rungs of the headboard, right alongside the cuffs that kept the colt trapped in the exposing position, splayed for the rhino's leisure. The way the hole stretched around his paw as he eased in to the knuckles felt pliant and wet, the liberal amounts of lube already soaking the stallion's guts from the moment he'd been shackled to the bed.

"Please," the begging was quiet, shamefully aroused but undeniably needy, "I need more."

"I'll be giving you more, don't worry." The rhino felt his cock throb at the plea, knowing he had the bound male so frustrated that he was willing to do anything and everything he wanted just to satisfy that deep itch buried deep inside him. He knew Martyn's tastes, he knew that they were only scratching the surface, but they had time to kill until the fun could really start. Adharc allow his free paw to grope at his hardened length, feeling its weighted mass in his grip as he massaged a heavy drool of pre from the tip. He spooled the sticky, translucent strand around his fingers before lifting them up to the stallion's lips, forcing the digits inside without so much as a courtesy of please.

Given no choice else, Martyn sucked the fingers clean, the taste slathered on his tongue as Adharc allowed his fingers to remain in the horse's maw, keeping him occupied and filled in both holes. He enjoyed the free will he could exercise and exert over the stallion, knowing there was little he could do but yield to his every want and whim. However, knowing deep down that this was as much what Martyn wanted as he did made it all the more satisfying, as if it were a blank cheque written by the horse for the rhino to cash in for whatever he so desired.

Adharc pulled his fingers from either end of the horse, a perverted inversion of a finger trap as the horse trembled under the sudden exit,

"I'm not done enjoying your ass yet though." He pulled himself closer on the bed to Martyn's rump, wet paws clamping on the male's cheeks and spreading them wide right before his muzzle, "I'll mind the horn."

He wouldn't, but they both knew that.

So teasingly close, Adharc breathed hot air across the horse's stretched hole, his rim quivering with the minutest of pulses as internal muscles twitched. It made the stallion squirm, as best he could, as the rhino's mouth was a hair's breadth from his ass, lips almost glancing against the dark flesh. He drew the seconds out, knowing how much it would drive the stallion crazy with need, but eventually even he couldn't resist his own temptations.

Pressing is mouth to the stallion's hole, he pushed his tongue into the soft rim and revelled in the weak resistance it gave to allow him inside. He felt the horse squirm under him as he buried his tongue deeper, tasting the acquired flavour of the male's ass. His muzzle came flush with Martyn's cheeks as he slid as far as I could, tip pressing at a sweet spot hidden deep within that, when teased with the smallest of flexes, had the stallion's cock throbbing with heavy bounces. The heady groans and grunts of the bound male was enough to embolden Adharc's urges as he ate out the deep hole, lips pursed to the rim, tongue slathering against the softened guts. He pushed hard on the prostate every once in a while, enough to keep the horse on edge, unsure when the next surge would strike, but never expecting it all the same. There was something so intoxicating about having the horse just submitting to his whim, utterly under his control and direction as he leisurely sucked and lapped at Martyn's hole. If he so wanted, he could skip the foreplay and go right to fucking, he could go even further into the extremes and push his whole paw into the boy if he felt daringly depraved, there was nothing the horse could do except mewl and moan and beg for more.

Adharc pulled his tongue slowly out of the horse, languishing in every inch he had stuffed down into the hole, and once full withdrawn he dragged his muzzle upwards, with just the fleeting of licks against Martyn's hanging nuts. It was enough to make the horse's breathing catch in his throat, enough for his hips to suppress a buck into the empty air, as the rhino taunted and teased with no intent of letting the boy off so easy.

"You want more?" The pitiful whine he heard that teetered with a throaty moan was like music to his ears.

"Please..."

"Please what?"

"Please sir."

Adharc wasn't an outright 'dominant' that the stereotype suggested, but there was something deeply arousing about the horse surrendering himself to the rhino. The sly grin on his lips, still dripping from the male's ass, spoke volumes.

"Good boy."

He pulled himself further up onto the bed, knelt at Martyn's backside, cock in paw already as he reached for the lube. He took his time, drizzling his member until it was pooling down his shaft and slowly working the fluids between his fingers, massaging his length, grinding against the stallion's fuzzy cheeks with gentle humps. Occasionally he'd pull his cock back only to drop it back down against the horse's open hole, the satisfying meaty slap of wet flesh ringing in his ears every time he did so, always followed by a quiet yip of need from the bound male.

Staring into the colt's eyes, fingers pressing upon his shaft as he leaned his weight down, Adharc pushed in his cock against the slick folds of the wanting hole. A hint of resistance gave way to gliding meat as the rhino's length was enveloped by the warm innards of the horse. Inch after inch stretched the male out as he eased himself deeper, lifting his hips to angle the trajectory as he aimed for the full hilt in one smooth, uninterrupted thrust.

The breathless, guttural grunts from the horse were as if the rhino was quickly filling the space and pushing the very air from his lungs. His knuckles were clenched against the headboard and his legs straining at the bindings, every fibre of his body on edge as he was entered. Adharc loomed over him, a huge figure bloating out the light. Recent years had weathered him, between the fitness surge his life had taken and bulking growth he had become thicker with a muscled gut and pumped limbs. He was utterly in control like a hulking machine, bracing his grip on either side of the stallion's ankles as that last inch buried itself deep into his ass. He savoured the feeling, pressing as deep as he could, completely suffused in Martyn's rump, and letting his throbbing cock impale the horse for just a moment.

Despite what he had thought was just little effort, he found himself drinking in the air, heavy pants rising and dropping his chest as urges eroded any rational part of his brain. Silently he stared down at the horse, the boy's strained, pleasured expression all the encouragement he needed to know he was doing good. Fingers dug against the stallion's calves while he rolled his hips forward, flush against the ass he was burrowing deeper into. That extra slither of length, the more daring push, rewarded him with a shuddering moan from the horse and that hole clenching in throes around his fat shaft, an indescribable sensation that had his toes curling and his teeth gritted.

With his knees dug into the bedspread, Adharc began to ease his hips back, drawing out his cock from the guts of the horse bound before him. Though Martyn writhed and groaned, he was powerless to stop the rhino from taking his time in pulling himself free from inside his body. The very sensation of being made empty must have been stomach-churning, as much as Adharc softly grunted as his head finally popped from the gentle gape of the stallion's rim.

"Time for a horse to be ridden."

The rhino didn't waste a second more as he slid his cock back into its rightful home, balls deep in the stallion's ass, as he surged forward with every inch. His lap smacked at Martyn's cheeks as their bodies met, and the sound clapped in his ears louder than the horse's grunts. Of course his own was deep in his chest, power driven into every thrust as he pulled back and forth through the stallion, riding his dick into the supple ass with every intention of holding nothing back against the male. Blood thundered through his body as his heart raced, his very heartbeat sunken into his brain as he felt every pulse prickling underneath his skull. He let the impulses and urges cascade like a chain reaction until one dirty thought led to another, and another, until he was sure he looked positively primeval stooped over the horse driving his full, rock hard length down into his guts.

The very frame of the bed shook with the force he was throwing into the stallion. Rhino instinct to charge and overpower burned in the back of his mind as he growled and grunted, staring deep into the horse's eyes as he made sure that the male would feel every solid inch piercing through him. He kept the distance between them short, closing the gap into they both panted in the darkness cast by the rhino's sculpted body. Drool may have cornered his lips as he snarled in the throes of his arousal, but the stallion was in no position to voice his complaints as it dripped across his face, as any time he opened his mouth to speak, all he could must was drowned, struggled cries of pleasure. Undoubtedly anybody passing outside the hotel room door would hear the stallion's moans accompanied by the heaving, rugged grunts of the male ploughing him like the work horse he was being made out to be. Adharc pitied the neighbouring occupants who would have to endure the slamming headboard as he railed Martyn with wild abandon.

To give whoever happened to be eavesdropping the horse receiving a rutting of a lifetime, he made the executive decision to silence him with a deep, hard kiss. Lips and tongues met in the chaos of their fucking as was as equally messy and passionate. Technique seemed to have been forgotten as Adharc pushed his tongue deep against the male beneath him, forcing the boy struggle as air was cut off and his body trapped under the fullest weight of his mounted top. Any weak moan or euphoric cry was suffocated into the rhino's maw, their taste slathered together in the mingling of mouths. Hot, sweaty air was as loosely breathed between them as they swapped saliva, all the while Adharc refused to relent in his attack on the stallion's rump.

His workouts and training had left him with remarkable stamina, something that even seemed to outlive Martyn's own composure as the horse went from pleasured to utterly overwhelmed. He clung to his bonds as if they were the only things keeping him from getting pulverised into the bed as the rhino lay into him. The slaps of bodies colliding was sharper, heavier, leaving nothing to the imagination about how hard Adharc was fucking the horse. The warm engulfment of his dick was too much to just sit back and settle into. The way the colt's insides caressed and held his length, the way it squeezed his shaft just enough to dare him to go harder, but pliant and soft enough to present little to no challenge of getting as deep as he ever wanted, he had no choice else but to put everything that he had into him into the horse.

Dirty talk was neither of their fortes, but as Adharc grunted and bore down on top of Martyn, words weren't necessary. He leant down on his arms, either side of the horse's head, barely an inch of breathing room between them, and wordlessly he knew full well the boy understood how much power, virility, and authority he posed over him. The look of surrender in the horse's eyes was enough to make his cock throb hard in those wet guts. Without a word uttered, he had total domination over the horse as his hips rose and fell, slamming home his length harder and faster. His balls thumped hard at the tail-base of the stallion, destined to pump their primed load deep into his ass. He knew it'd only be a matter of time until he seeded the horse for the first time that night, but as he bit at the boy's lip, grunting into his face, they both knew it would not be the last.

The stallion squirmed under him and bucked against the rhino pinning him down, his body trapped between his dense mass and the bed beneath him. He spoke, or rather tried to in breathless mewls, as Adharc didn't relent for a second, working his cock like a piston into Martyn's sweet spot. He knew perfectly well what was happening and he did nothing to help the horse in his plight. Without any help from his paw, he fucked the colt right into his orgasm. The hole around his shaft flexed rhythmically in time with the jets of cum that spluttered across Martyn's stomach, thrashing in his bindings as he came to bliss and then was pushed so much further. He emptied his load and as Adharc didn't stop tenderising his prostate, his cock drooled thick strings of spent cum across his sweaty body, the stimulus too much to bear as he again tried to talk, more beg in actuality, for the rhino's mercy.

But Adharc would be done when only he was done, and one load from the stallion was not going to amount to an end. He carried on, ruthless but firm, as he fucked ever harder into Martyn's quivering ass.

Truth be told, he was closer to his own climax than he might have let on, but to watch the stallion struggle to remain collected as he barraged his guts with heavy thrusts was too satisfying and enjoyable. Martyn's own orgasm spurred his into action, but he staved off the feeling for as long as he dared, riding out the near-peaks of his pleasure, teetering closer and closer to the brink, while the horse's hole swallowed and suckled him. His crotch was a wet, slickened mess of lube and dribbling cum, his balls dripping with the run-off, and the rest of him had a sheen of sweat to his muscled form. The thick, peppered dusting of body hair stuck to his muscles and mass and locks of hair tumbled across his eyes as he rode out the orgasm to the very last second that he could.

When it came, however, he bellowed aloud. His throat unleashed a wrenching, guttural roar as he shot deep into the horse's ass, bucking that last inch, balls plastered to Martyn's cheeks, unloading every ounce of cum. He could feel the flooding jets of his load surge into the male, marking him in a way that nothing could quite compare to, as their bareback rutting finally reach a culmination. His weight rested atop the doubled horse as he savoured the euphoric high of his climax, the sticky, musky wetness enveloped his cock as he let himself swim in his own orgasm, every drop and dreg drained deeper and deeper into the stallion's guts until Adharc was sure that weeks later he'd still be leaking of the rhino's seed. Because this was just the first, and Adharc was positive he had more in him for more than just sloppy seconds.

His mind raced at the possibilities of what he could do to the horse, the privacy allowing them more intimacy and anonymity to delve deeper into their tastes. Maybe he'd relax for a while after the intense fucking had watch television while the horse returned the favour and worshipped his own ass, or perhaps he'd find a new position to leave the stallion in while he toyed with every part of his body. Martyn was a self-confessed size queen, and the rhino was sure he could really push the boundaries on those limits if he was feeling adventurous enough. He could even slather his paws in lube and see how well the phrase 'fits like a glove' applied to horses...

In his reveries of afterglow thought, he absently heard the door to the room click, an automated beeping announcing the arrival of someone else with a key card. Perhaps he should have mentioned to the stallion he was sharing a room with a friend, and perhaps he should have mentioned to the friend that he planned to share a stallion with him.

Throwing a devious smile over his shoulder as another figure stepped into the room, Adharc slurred in his drunken pleasure,

"About time you showed up."

Good thing he'd 'forgotten' to put up that 'Do Not Disturb' sign.