Fun at Rumper's
The vintage smell of decaying wood caught him as he walked up to the restaurant from his car. It was his birthday, and the guys from his office were going to treat him to dinner at a strange sports bar he hadn't seen before.
It was just like one of those other bars, they said; practically a strip club with slutty dressed waitresses, football, and barbecue wings hot off the smokeless grill.
Up near the front door, two of his friends waited for him--apparently the other guys must have reserved a table inside.
On his way over, the giant pink neon sign should have been more of an ominous warning, but he was just as shocked as a death-row inmate.
Fun At Rumper's!
The smell of applewood roasted sausage smothered his nostrils with aromatic intensity. He half closed his eyes and couldn't decide what food or beer he'd order.
They were walking towards the table, where sat three other of his friends--a zebra named Cedric the most outspoken as he carried on a loud conversation about who he bet on and why.
"Norris! Heeeey! How's the birthday boy?" Cedric announces, a grin on his black lips.
He took a seat at the long horseshoe booth, and saw as the other three males at the table scooted over and made room to leave him at the edge. "Okay? I've never been here before."
Charles, a brown and white stud seated on the other side laughed a bit, mane over his eyes like a curtain. "Well, at Rumpers, birthday boy and his party get two dollar drinks and half price lap dances!"
Norris' eyes brightened at this. "Really? I wish I knew about this place earlier!"
He took a brief look around at the beer bottle shaped christmas lights hanging on the walls and above the bar, and the surf boards mounted to the wall.
Nearby, pretty waitresses in thongs and tight boyshorts casually walked around taking orders and serving refreshments.
Soon though, his eyes widened further...
In stunned shock...
As their waitress came to the table to take their orders.
He was a cute and spunky little blue furred critter with a mane as wispy as cotton candy and a braided tail hiked up securely as if an archway of a flowing silky waterfall. "Hihi! I'm pony Raschael and I'll be servicing you tonight!" He giggles out excitedly with a playful wink as he briefly hides his face shyly behind his notebook.
"Hey there, cutie." Charlie snickers out, pointing at Norris. "It's our friend's special day, and we want to do it up right--know what I mean?"
The pony blushed and giggled in response. "So can I start you off with drinks, then?"
Sean, a midget clyde from accounting, sweeps his arms about the table. "Weeeeeel--I'm paying, and I want a round of fuzzy navel's for my friends. Five shaken, and the birthday stud get's his drink stirred as well as a lap dance from the most femme waitress in this place."
Raschael nods, a deep red blush on his cheekbones as he bows out and goes into the kitchen.
Cedric laughed his ass off as his green eyes wandered around the bar and took in the many flavorful butts of the boi waitresses in their provocative clothes. "I can't believe you ordered us all girly drinks!"
The Clydesdale grins, slapping a black Shetland named Roscoe on his back with a raucous laugh. "We're in the right place for sissy drinks, don't you think? At least we're the ones wearing the pants!"
"True, I toast your ingenuity--now we're going to have an impromptu little dance number thanks to you. Talk about dinner and entertainment!" Cedric remarks, bowing before Sean.
Norris looked between them, not sure what was going on. "I don't follow. Why does it matter how you order drinks?"
"Noob!" Roscoe utters with an amused horsie snort of a laugh.
Right next to him, a leopard print stallion shakes his head in sympathy. "Can you blame him? He's never visited a strip club that prides itself on eager male gigolo servers." George reasons, his silvery-grey ears casually catching the sounds of each of those giggles despite the casual tone of the music.
"Giga-what?" Norris squeaks out, shrugging.
Each stallion suddenly turned their head as though a bell rang. Before them, five pretty sissy ponies walked seductively up to the table, each of them had clip-on coffee thermos's snapped on the sides of their undies like wings.
And then the fun began.
They didn't dance in any clearly choreographed manner like a troupe; their motions were independant, but quite sexy to the observer.
Each pony shook their hips and asses like equine cobra's of electrified sex; swinging side to side in some sort of odd procession of prissy gayness.
And then, it was over; each stud was poured their drink into a tall 16oz glass while a pretty pristine little piece of horseass sauntered up to the table with another pair of thermoses in his hands.
Norris looked at the pink girly slut in lustful silence while the thonged dandy filly proceeded to pour both ingredients in his empty glass.
With practiced grace, he then clipped the containers back on his sparkly pink thong before pulling the front down to let his cute floppy sissycock drop out.
Norris was mesmerized by the cute pink gloves, stockings, and halter top on the pretty slut pony.
"I'm Slutberry, and someone said I needed to stir a drink over here. They also said I needed to warm up someone's lap!" The pink girlyboi then giggled and blushed as he tugged up his left stocking and looked seductively down at Norris' unprepared drink. "Fuzzy navel wif something extra!" He giggles, dropping his lil swizzeldick into the chilly liquid of the glass with a shiver, humping his hips further in as he stirs it about with his floppy cute length of a cock.
The birthday stud's eyes widened in shock and a growing sense of horniness as he watched the ponymeat spinning lightly around in his glass like a really thick straw. "That is...wow..."
The pony pulled her member out and brought her skirt back over it, shaking her hips ecstatically with a lighty girly laugh as he handed over the specially prepared drink. "Here's to you, stud. One year older, and I bet your an inch taller." The pony then ran his silky gloved hand along Norris's pants and felt up his sheathe lump. "And I dun mean one inch in height." He teased, licking adorable little strawberry colored lips.
Indeed, lips so pink, that lipstick was entirely pointless. Norris relished such an idea of sissyness! To think that there was a pony who had the blessing to be a sissy and born pink as well!
Norris took a sip from his specially prepared drink and immediately blushed as hotly as a ponyboi; his fuzzy navel now tasted like a navel--and a few other male bits as well!
His breathing slowed and he closed his eyes to savor it as though it were some finely crafted and aged wine. The lingering flavor of male pony musk seemed to wrap around his tongue like a ribbon and never let go.
And as he was enjoying his drink, the bois began teasing each other until a shy palomino blushed and began taking off his scanty little clothes; little floppy sissycock now out and bared as they helped him up on the wide table top, where he lay all exposed and cute with his cock jutting up like an unused flagpole.
The studs grinned with leering horny eyes, obviously aware of what was going on.
"Birthday cupcake!" Charlie laughed out, downing his girly drink in one gulp.
Their erections grew as they watched three other ponies begin to cover the little palomino sissy in chocolate syrup, whipped cream, crushed nuts, dried fruits, and other things one would put on a sundae.
When they had completed their preparations, Raschael placed a dimly lit candle in the ponies' navel as the studs laughed in good fun. "Blow out your cake!" Cedric remarked, licking his lips as he began to grope his trouser snake.
Norris leaned in close and blew, just as the pretty little cupcake pony giggled and his little cock bounced about. "Mmmmm. I been waiting too long for some tasty pony!" Sean declared.
No sooner did the candle go out, every one of the big studs around the booth began to lean in and lick all over the centerpiece as though they'd never eaten before.
He could only blush as he looked at the carnal display of equine lust. Although, the pony clearly enjoyed it--giggling and blushing as every warm stud tongue tickled along his silky flesh like wet feathers.
"Come have some of your cake!" Sean teased between licks. "It's not like birthdays come cheap around here!"
George rolled a chocolate and nut-covered ball around with his tongue before suddenly snapping out and gobbling it down. He shakes out his white mane as he swallows. "So...um...who get's the cock?" The spotted stallion mused, eyeing the little palomino's donut-ringed cock hungrily. "I can't wait to see what this adorable slut's spunk tastes like!"
Cedric then slapped the pretentious stud in the back of his head. "Hey, dickbrain! It's Norris's cake, so he gets the cock!"
George sighed in exasperation. "Norris probably wouldn't even know what to give a cock if a manual on blowjobs and an oral instructor were here to help!" His hungry eyes trailed back down to the sissy's hard stick. "Although, I know how to milk a pony..."
Norris looked at the perky little black organ all nestled inside a glazed yeast donut like a ring-toss game. "So what am I supposed to do?" He asks uncertainly, reaching out to poke it gently which makes the little sissy giggle in amusement.
The pretty golden furred beauty looked up at him, his fur twitchy from cold as his teeth rattled and that pretty ivory mane and tail soaked up puddles on the table like rags. "Anything you want." He giggles out with a blush, trying to hold still. "Most customers eat around the donut but you can take it further."
He smiled nervously as he heard that; he hadn't given any serious thought to giving another male sexual pleasure. Sure, it seemed like his co-workers were more than eager to jump up and give the pony their business, but Norris had been certain up to this moment that he was all about the mares.
Certain...
Until he saw gay little ponies wearing more lingerie than a Victoria's Secret catalogue. Which actually made him hornier than he thought it would.
His eyes glazed in desire as his heart beat faster. Norris' body was twitchy with sudden spurts of adrenaline in his system even while his cock hardened like a pole.
After a moment of steeling himself and rubbing his stiffening member as it grew in his pants, he lurched forth like a passionate equine predator and gulped the tiny little ponyboi cock in one salivating excited suck of his muzzle as though it were a soft spongy thick and warmed spaghetti noodle.
His eyes rolled back in his skull as the strange pleasure of having a small penis in his mouth made his own member gush an embarassingly visible stain on the front of his pants as though he'd pissed himself.
Norris found himself blushing as the smell of his studly horniness hit the air like smoke; there was no hiding his condition any longer-they all knew how horny he was and immediately focused on him in pert interest with their drilling eyes and perky bent ears.
His cheekbones turned red at that moment when he realized that he was hornier than a spring mare and he had a ponies' stiff little erection in his mouth as though he were hungry for dick like a size queen.
"Damn! Look at him work that thing!" Cedric declares, unable to look away from the show on the tabletop.
They were all just watching, and...he could smell them too. It was smoky and masculine around this table; as if the stallions had different fires in their pants threatening to go wild at any second with a sudden burst of passion and equine urges.
The smell of their male bodies was intoxicating; it felt like he hit a gay bong of horseness as his nostrils breathed deep, flared, and then his soft spongy warm lip flops up like a car's hood as he takes in all of their scents--the wildness of their bodies driving his lustful instincts to suck on the boi ponies' cock like it were a cow's succulent hot teat.
A ponyboi's milk would certainly be satisfying, he mused with blissful eyes full of erotic drunkeness, his cock stiffening enough to poke out the top of his pants as if he were trying to smuggle a baseball bat from a department store unsuccessfully.
As his tongue and lips worked frantically over the entire hot vored length of ponycock, he barely saw or felt as the pretty palomino sissy grabbed his gigantic lance of maleness in his gloved hands to lick at the glans and play with it.
His friends laughed in lecherous gay fun as they rubbed the fronts of their trousers in obvious pleasuring motions, licking full muzzled lips with clear ravenous horniness.
Their faces conveyed an obvious declaration that they would have no problem in grabbing the nearest sissyboy waitress and taking their turns stuffing him with their sausage specials until he had enough gravy in him to make him look like an amusingly cute little turkey full of mare cream.
A hot tongue swirled around inside his fractured cockhead and around his stiff tube of urethra as though the little slut were desperately thirsty to take a full hot steamy load to his fuzzy blushing gold face.
His huge cock was too big for the pony to do much more than lick the tip like an ice cream cone, and he was grateful that an ass had much more flexibility for wide flared cockheads than jaws. It was a strange place for him; he'd never been in a restaurant that encouraged sex-it was practically Mardi Gras!
Then his thoughts were interrupted as a hot bland eruption of pony juice shot into his mouth as though from a squirt gun, Norris licking his lips and swallowing the ponies' free sample.
Sighing hotly, he gently took his cock from the little ponyboi and let it stay dangling at his thighs as if a giant kickstand for a motorcycle. "Where do I...where..." His eyes focused with desire as he stammered out his request.
Cedric grinned with those shiny black lips, shaking out his stiff mohawk of mane while he looked casually around and worked a slowly uncoiling black mamba from his loins. "You want to breed one of them, don't you?" He offered, motioning back behind Norris. "Damn, have they got a surprise for you!"
He shook his head in confusion, looking behind at the teasing pretty eyes of the enigmatically feminine slutberry. "Pleazes follow meh!" He demands, blushing and signalling with pretty eyelashes in a beckoning motion of hand and expression, hips splayed about and bouncing like a harem girl's gait.
With little encouragement, he found himself shyly following Slutberry through a curtain which said 'Employees only'. In another room, he found himself looking at a strangely decorated and ornate pleasure chamber finished with different bondage stuff and sex toys.
He stood in awe as his uncertain legs slowly carried him forth toward the pink pony. "What a fun looking place!" He declared, licking his lips as he rubbed along his shaft to grant the attention his insatiable hot length demanded.
Lusty thoughts swirled in his mind as embers from a bonfire. Each moment that he stared at the dainty hot body of the pink pony, his cock seemed to jump out and thrust with an animalistic mind all its own.
Pink beanbags and cushions were arranged in numerous piles as convenient places for pretty little ponies to conveniently plop down and nap or snuggle. Far off in a corner, there was a giant pair of speakers hooked up to an expensive music device that played the 12 inch cd's that dj's used.
The room was filled with the lilting pretty tune of trance mixed with lovely ballet orchestrations; a lulling combination of sound that worked well to relax himself in the chamber that was the ponyboi's breakroom/harem. He liked the decorations and though he didn't recognise alot of the equipment, it was all nicely built with beautiful carvings and fine quality materials such as silk or velvet padding and carved cherry wood.
Above, a dimmed disco ball flashed odd pinpoints of rainbow light all over the room like it was a party 24/7. Perhaps it was tacky by some standards, but given that this was either a bordello or stripping/exhibitionist area, Norris thought that they did remarkably well with making it into an erotic atmosphere of passion and wanton whimsical orgies.
Rubbing his cock, he smiled and followed the pretty pony slut towards where he motioned. It was an oddly dark little enclave--some sort of passageway or cramped space. There was no light, so he couldn't see what was inside.
Slutberry giggled with a dainty hand over his lipsticked pink furred mozzle, nodding shyly toward the odd slanted portion of the wall. The whole thing seemed to come out of the side of the wall like a shed for a dog; the roof and door flipping out somewhat like one of those fancy cars he'd seen in movies. "Inside, you'll get a BIG birthday surprise!" The pony giggled out.
He licked his lips, heart beating with impatience as his hasty feet took him into the odd recess in the chamber. Could it be a secret passage to another room full of sexy marebois? His lust got the better of him and thus he went on carelessly; not realizing that his present would be a surprise that he didn't expect.
Inside, he saw nothing. No opening at the other side or anything. After a second of fumbling, his hooves tripped clumsily over some strange raised wooden plank or bump--sending him headfirst into an odd silken thing that left him breathless and bent over like some odd padded bench or brace that he'd seen farmers use for tired cows and horses.
Norris relaxed for a moment; his hot body sinking into the unseen black silk cushions as his limbs lay flayed over the sides as if he a doll. He was still tired from his lack of sleep from the previous night, so he easily found himself drowsing into the soft furniture piece with a yawn.
As he lay there, he felt several small pairs of hands tugging off his clothes and thought nothing of it. Norris soon lay bare in the body-warmed air of the party room as he looked back and saw the silhouette of dangling balls and a short tail wavering in the small doorway.
Sighing, he slumped back down and relaxed, feeling numerous fuzzy soft things get clamped over his limbs like bracelets. With numb shock, he realized that these were fuzzy handcuff-styled shackles. He was suddenly helpless while he felt another invisible pony in the dark grabbing his tail and tying it to the side with some unknown rope and fixture; his asshole flash-frozen from the sudden exposure.
Fighting against the fuzzy shackles, he found it impossible to escape from this unusual situation while an unseen pony took a rubber bit and bridle gag, sticking it in his mouth and tying it in place as he smelled perfume and the sweetened smell of feminized musk. His eyes searched about as the shadows of the ponies left the hollowed secret chamber and blocked the entranceway in a sudden shroud of darkness.
Slutberry began to giggle in a cute way, giving Norris' muscular butt a good slap as another unseen girly boi slid a spit-covered finger into his butt. "He's ready for his birthday surprise, alright! Now we can play 'pin the donkey's tail with all his horny friends! Won't this be fun!" A chorus of mischievous snickers followed that amused statement as he began to sweat nervously.
He feels as something thin snakes into his butt and a sudden cold begins oozing up his insides; several ounces trickle in his rear before the colon tube is tugged delicately from his unused tight hole.
Norris found himself blushing as he felt three or four small warm erect cocks rubbing all over his butt and thighs while the slutty little horses only giggled at his frustrated predicament.
Even as he felt them leave, closing the door behind and leaving a little peephole of light for him to see by, a slow torrent of lubricant began to drool from his tight tailhole as if he were in heat.
For long moments he was left alone to his thoughts and uncertainty before a sudden clamour came from the next room. His co-workers from the office were having good fun jeering each other and disrobing from their suits with the hushed flapping of fabric and the unzipping of slacks; clothes crumpling in one large pile as he heard their hard cocks drip onto the carpet like many gay equine spigots.
Hooves clattered on the carpet like hushed stones as an occasional tail or mane flickered in the breeze of the air-conditioning. He could hear their restlessness and the throbbing of those horny beastly equine bodies even through the flimsy drywall of his dark prison.
Then the footfalls of one of the big stallions was heard coming toward the hole in the wall, Cedric snickering on the other side like a fool. "I see these sissies don't waste any time! They've already got Norris all trussed to go for his presents."
More hooved footsteps came near; the slap of a small pony ass emanating through the walls like a whipcrack while one of the pony bois rubbed his tush with a nervous giggle.
"So I guess the first game for the birthday party is something about pinning a donkey?" Sean remarks, Norris hearing as the Clydesdale rubs his stiff black cock against the drywall with a muted squeaking sound.
He shivered, wondering which of his friends would be fucking him first.
"Goddamn that bitch has such a tasty ass! We should have tricked him into being our mare a long time ago!" Roscoe declares, lightly tapping on the wall as though he were looking for a secret passage or bored out of his mind.
Norris desperately tried his bonds again even as his spincter opened and closed involuntarily to the permeating cold on his tender skin.
Drool trickled out of his bit and pooled under his chin as though he were a hungry slut who had never been fucked, though it was because of the gag holding his mouth open.
His plump ass cheeks flexed and throbbed as he vainly kicked out and was rewarded with a cramp in one thigh for his trouble. Then he blushed as he realized he was getting hard; his stiffening equine organ slithering into a tight tube built into the bench that seemed to hold his cock snugly like a dry rubber pussy. Norris moaned lightly as he felt odd massage beads roll around his shaft as the sleeve vibrated and some odd thing at the tip sucked his glans and began to milk him dry like a cow.
His eyes went back into his head in pleasure while the intense experience on his two feet of horsedick threatened to make him explode into the milking container.
The stud's ears flickered backwards as he caught a snippet of his friends' conversation:
"So,...who get's to fuck him first?" George remarks, an audible hungry slurp and lick of his lips followed.
"I always preferred going last--I think it's just so tasty to hammer an ass that got filled with everyone else's cum!" Charles snickers out, slapping Slutberry's ass; who lets out a little squeak in surprise.
He nibbled and chomped on the bit gag nervously as he looked back at the thin wavering light of the gloryhole. On the other side, flickers could be seen as the stallions casually swayed as if in a light breeze.
After a moment of fumbling, Norris could hear as a belt unfastened and a pair of pants crumpled to the floor followed by a lighter flop of sweaty pre-stained briefs as the eager stallion stepped out of his clothes and went forward; his breath now loud and expectant against the wood.
Unable to look directly backwards because of his restraints, Norris nervously mouthed and nibbled on the gag as a floppy equine dick drooled into the hole and cast the room in a near perfect state of darkness even while he felt it stiffen and bounce around on the outside of his thighs and butt and back a bunch of times trying to find his hole.
"Oh fuck this's hard!" Roscoe remarked, his small but impressively long shaft rolling hotly all over his skin like a curious snake. "I wonder if this is what fishing is like."
"More like ring-toss, you sexy little thing!" George sneers, snapping the Shetland hard on the ass with a playful slap, making the pony ram forward in surprise; cock flopping on Norris's back again.
A muffled scream erupted in his gag as the unmoderated thrusting of the primal stallion pony finally found the right target; a hot shaft of horsemeat stabbing into his ass like a lance of fire.
His anus and rectum immediately protested with flayed waves of electric pain bouncing all over his inner flesh like lightning. Norris cried involuntarily as the hammering cock only continued to drive the devirginizing horror into his deeper folds; pucker wincing spastically over that fleshy shaft as though trying to fight the pony poker back.
Panting hard like a tired racehorse, he could only wiggle around in his restraints while the tube over his cock began to milk him from Roscoe pushing his member into the snug artificial pussy with his own animalized thrusts.
Grunting with discomfort and the over-sensitized activity all over his glans, he fired a long jet of his horsejuice into the machine vagina even as his balls drew up into his body and tingled as if they were massaged by ice.
He melted in the chair with afterglow even as he felt his last droplets of cum drip into some kind of container. His ass still ached somewhat, but in his dizzying wave of relaxed pleasure, he was becoming used to the furious pony fucker and enjoying every minute of it.
A hot blush washed over his cheeks as he lowered his ears in guilty submission; his rump filled with a fresh batch of pony spooge and his buns covered in a drippy layer of sticky musky warmth, the long shaft of pony pulling back through the hole.
Suddenly, he found himself shivering as a girly slut reached their arm through the hole and slipped a ball of ice into his ass that was shaped like an egg. "Roscoe hunny, I know you just shot in the birthday slut, but could you assist by stuffing that J-Lube icicle further up this mare's filthy cock-loving ass?"
Norris could only shake his mane in disbelief as that wobbly half-erect dick pattered around on his skin like a drunken snake before ramming home into his ass and pushing the lubricant ball further into his rear while he yelped into the bit.
He whimpered as another stallion took their place at the hole and threaded their cock into the handy opening. "So that thing is supposed to keep him all nice and lubed as we're fucking him?" George asks, an audible lick of his lips could be heard.
A Rumper's pony giggled in response. "Kindas. We're going to put a fresh egg in him between each breeding--two before the big draft horsie cuz I thinks the slut will need them!"
Norris could only cry in response as he felt George's two feet of horse lance slip into the gloryhole and take much more careful aim than the pudgy little ponydick before it.
In the enclosed space, he could smell artificial lubricant and horse ass entirely covering the probing appy dick. It was apparent that the leopard spotted horse had sated his tool in one of the bois not so long ago.
Hot erratic breath beat on the plaster of the thin wall as that huge insatiable equine fuck stick bobbed around in the dark searching for its prey like a snake or a meat torpedo.
He felt himself sweating as the stallion's tool suddenly hooked right under his tail like an anchor; finding the right place and questing lower like an idle pervert's hand.
The hot girthy head sagged along his silky warm buttocks and with a firm press of muscled thighs, it felt as if it was melting right into his skin like a stick of butter.
As George's rod lingered over his hole, he could only give a squeal of protest and tighten his opening before the firm intruder. Blushing, he realized that the entire tip was flared and prodding against his ass like a spongy warm upside-down bell--a whole voracious knob of cock just oozing with juicy equine cum.
With a sudden hush of breath and protesting rumpcheeks, he felt as the heavy hard sword erupted through his tight hole and pierced all the way down to the hilt while Norris bit hard into his gag to allay some of the pain.
His insides gripped the shaft and head with involuntary muscular spasms as he could feel George pull in and out reasonably fast like a spotty stallion fuckmachine; rattling into his flesh and pelvis like a jack-hammer.
Norris' tight anal ring seemed to gasp and quiver like a harshly opened mouth as the hard smashing rod of equine power razed his rectum with hot carnal might.
For every shove of the appy's cock, Norris found his forced deeper into the machine and milked mercilessly like a cow.
Along with the overpowering lingering smell of a stallion's crotch, there also came an overpowering sound of testicles smacking sharply on the wall with every beastly thrust of those spotted muscly thighs.
The long cock seemed to pulse as his stretched rings tingled from all the rough insertions and thrusting, even though it was heaven on his prostate and forced his hips to fuck the collection tube with his still raw mammoth of horse meat.
His muffled whinny of protest went unanswered as he could feel the crashing of the horny beast's cock plow him through another ball-gushingly intense orgasm.
With every thrust of those thighs, he could feel the swinging of warm balls the size and juicy texture of hard-boiled eggs slapping at his ass and thighs as he moaned lustily; his rear loosening as the cock crept deeper inside him each second.
The texture of the monster organ was unfamiliar, but only because he had never felt such a punishing hot thing up there before. Every second, thrust, and moan, it seemed to crawl further up his quivering abused asshole like a worm of horse-his ass so raw that he was utterly helpless to the ragged pleasure of being milked through his ass like a stubborn bull.
He moaned in lust just as that thought occured to him, as his thighs quaked in hot sweaty desire and his cock erupted in another long sticky jet of his jism into the collecting jug below.
For a long moment, he could only shudder and whimper lightly, even despite the fact that George showed no signs of stopping and slowing down as that train engine of fuckmeat continued to shoot along his greased tunnels.
Then as he gripped the middle of the shaft in his butt rings, where what looks like an intersection on a rod of bamboo, those hot musky male-perfumed thighs shoved forward into his milk-filled sticky depths and erupted deep inside him with a sudden harsh flaring and the burning heat of equine cum.
Norris blushed as George left his large deposit in his rump and gently pulled out. He could only whimper though, as he felt the giant inflated tip of the studs cock dragging slowly down his colon, rectum, and right at his anus about to pop out like a cork from his bunghole.
As much as he dreaded it, he couldn't pretend that the moment wouldn't happen; George was too impatient to let his member deflate before he snapped it from Norris' plugged ass.
Perhaps George gave him the mercy of a moment, but after that, Norris was biting hard into the bit as the thick softball tip of dick threatened to either rip out his ass or drag him through the wall with it as he screamed into the gag and cried a little from the shock of separation; cum and lube oozing from his ass in an unplugged geyser of sweet-smelling sticky fluids.
"Oh damn, stud! You got so much juice on you it looks like you just stepped out of a bubble bath!" Sean jeered, even as Norris could hear the loud slurping of different tongues as the slutponies seemed to go to work cleaning him off.
Sean scared him as the draft seemed to have a penis the size of one of those logs they rolled down rivers to mills or furs sat on around bonfires.
"So who wants to go next?" George whimpers out lightly; his cock worked all over by hot horny sissy tongues.
There was a long pause before Cedric spoke up; "Well, since Charles wants to go last, and Sean will likely break that ass so badly that it'd be like fucking an empty hallway, I'm going to give breeding and training his slutty mare ass a try." The zebra chuckled at the same instant that Norris heard a sissy reach their arm through the gloryhole and felt another lube egg press against his stretched asslips to pop into his rear like a cold bubble; sliding deeper down his anal trench like his rump were now a vacuum for all things put in it.
Then a hushed sound came from behind as the shaft of a long fierce cock scraped along the sides of the gloryhole like the sound of a broom sliding against the floor. After much impatient prodding by the zebra dick, Norris could only shudder as several thick meaty inches of stallion sausage were fed teasingly slow up his now hungry hole of an anus.
Pre dripped out of his slit in a sudden burst of ecstacy as a snake of African juiciness slithered into his burrow and threatened to snap at his insides. All too soon, Norris braced his abused body for the buggering he would recieve at the end of Cedric's slimy length of horseness.
He closed his eyes and nibbled on the gag as he felt the hot pulsating pillar of zebra sliding around inside his body and seemingly content with his warm tightness before it slid out and back in again with one delicious shove. Behind, he could hear Cedric whimper and whinny from the stimulation on his cock as he gave a long blustery sigh and panted.
Resting for no longer than a second, enjoying a respite of warm toasty mare-ass, the striped stud thrust his cock in and out with a series of shrill grunts as he filled his cumdump with meat and quite soon, another serving of horse jelly.
Norris whimpered into his gag as the flexing shaft of equine masculinity made him into a total slutty bitch; the vibrant sweet smell of horsecum in the air like he were inside a sauna. His lip lifted and curled as he took in the spicy scent of horse maleness pervading through the air of the enclosed space, drunk on some gay ecstacy of the fluids and stink of sweaty stallion crotch and thighs.
Cedric's balls slapped and bounced along the plaster wall as his medium-length tail swatted through the air like a bullwhip in his dominative equine frenzy. All of this hot activity from another male breeding him could only make Norris blush as his tasty hot donuthole winked and gripped the savage ramming flesh in ecstacy; his balls throbbing with insane lust and shooting down his cock again.
He could only snort and squeal as those muscular athletic zebra thighs pounded a pike of black meat into his helpless milking ass while lube flavored the air in a sweet pharmaceutical bleached honey sort of aroma.
After he had plowed at Norris' gate for perhaps ten minutes, Cedric gave a loud braying challenge of dominance as he panted hard with the musky stale smell of horsesweat and a hot blast of cum into the helpless jump-mare's ass that felt like a gallon.
Norris gritted his teeth and flattened his ears with a blush as he lay upon the cushioned bondage sofa spent and out of energy, waiting for the inevitable pain that would follow all orgasms from a stallion.
Cedric slammed both his hands loudly on the plaster wall and Norris could feel his lithe snake of cock pull from his ass ever lazily just as George had done, but as he felt the flared giant tip travel down his insides, he could only shiver and cry in response to the pain that would come.
With a snap of his hips, Cedric popped his cockhead out of norris with a jarring pain of lightning upon his bum. He whimpered and blushed, unable to handle anymore sex or milking.
Just as the zebra finished and Norris had rested for no longer than five minutes, he felt one of the sissy ponies push a lube egg into his rear-
Then another.
Norris woke up from his delirious state of weariness, fully aware of who would be taking his ass next.
He found himself desperately thrashing inside the restraints and doing himself no good except to make his cock explode down the rubber vagina once more as his noise and grunting and fidgeting seemed to catch all his friend's attention.
Nearby, there came the giant clopping noise of hooves the size of dinner plates as the muscular and bold Sean whickered in an amused manner, chuckling as a wet slopping noise and dripping came from his body.
Norris shivered as he heard that noble voice speak so assertively to him as though he were the draft's property! "I see a certain shy filly is impatient to have her rear filled!" He could sense as Sean's giant log of dick had trouble entering the gloryhole but somehow managed. "Don't worry mareslut, you'll be enjoying my clydesdale toy soon enough."
He blushed as he heard the draft horse speak of his tool in such petty terms, aware of how large it really was thanks to all the bighorse pornos he watched from time to time. All the instances that he remembered such sexy classics like 'muscle fuck' and 'shire surprise', he never realized he would be on the receiving end of one of those equine monsters!
Not only that, it seemed Sean had alot of experience with using his cock in dark situations, as the flat tip of his stud log found Norris's hole with only one or two pokes.
It rested against his opening as if to tease him-to tempt him into some sort of action. Perhaps he was expected to beg for it, or Sean wanted to grant him the mercy of allowing him time to prepare. In either case, he relaxed his rump as much as he could and Sean seemed to take his signal when Norris inadvertantly winked his butthole on the hot throbbing flat tip of horsedick.
He bit and moaned into his gag, bearing down on cockzilla as the pulsating warm log of horseflesh burrowed snugly into his bared body as though it was meant to be there. Norris groaned as the satin-soft shaft slid along his rumpcheeks as if the cock were gliding on silk.
Drool escaped from his lips as his helpless hole was prodded wide open by the insistent point of Sean's cruel 'toy' while the unimaginable size of it gave his ass an exercise in making room it wouldn't forget.
Granted, he was somewhat grateful that the other studs had already prepared his rear for it, but his insides still felt too tight and uncomfortable for him to feel ready for it-Norris shuddered as the next thought came into mind-the idea of Sean fucking him mercilessly like those big booty draft mares in the pornos scared him to no end.
His eyes glazed over in lust as those images of plump jiggling mare rears came into his mind and how those equine tools of the big horses would always be covered in a copious layer of pussy juice that dripped so much, it practically begged to be licked off.
Then he was jolted awake from his fantasy by such a rude painful surprise: he was experiencing what it was like to be a draft mare!
With a roaring of blood in his ears and a shaking of his bones, he found his teeth clattering over the bit incessantly as his whole body shook with such a violent intensity as he felt as if he were going through an earthquake and something were trying to pull his intestines out through his loosened asshole!
He found himself rocking back and forth on the draft meat as though he were going on a very bumpy jeep ride through a meadow of gopher holes-maybe he was even motion sick from the ferocious battering.
As the clyde shoved his meaty giant dick in and snapped it back out, it was such a powerful and frightful experience that Norris likely thought that he would die from this. He could never imagine that riding on such a cock would be a ride that he would never forget.
However, what made Norris really nervous, was the fact that Sean had yet to display the power behind his flare. It hadn't popped up yet, but he knew that from the size of that cock inside him, the flare would probably be at least the size of a canteloupe and spongy soft flesh still created uncomfortable stretching and displacement.
After a time of uncertainty, he found himself getting used to the unbelievable pounding and relaxed to the odd rocking of the fucking horse. His not so tight ass drooled with cum and lube with loud slurping noises as he gripped the draftdick in his hot folds with a resigned pleasure, moaning into the bit and finding himself hypnotized by the odd tugging sensation in his anus whenever the slippery thick log of clyde pulled from his gripping ass.
"Mmmm. Mare likes that big draft cock, doesn't she?" Sean snickers out lewdly, licking his lips and whinnying as he displays to the others that he's cleary enjoying it.
Norris could only blush and flatten his ears back in shame, unable to protest Sean's dominant claim.
As he was plowed like a field, a sweat overcame him and made him shiver with cold. It was odd; he had hardly done any movement at all yet he sweated from every pore like he had run the Kentucky derby in wool clothes.
"Your so slutty and entertaining, bitch. I wish I could slap and pinch your dirty ass while I service it." Sean sneered, grunting with pleasure as he worked his furious organ to climax.
With the way Sean was pounding out his insides, he was pretty sure the big stud might have mistaken his rear for a barrel of grapes that needed to be smashed into wine, though the only fluid that left his poor tired bunghole was horsecum and lube from three previous breedings.
The maddening megacock had him begging and pleading for it to stop as he was already dizzy and sick from all the shaking. He supposed that draft mares had meatier butts and pussies to anchor themselves against this kind of rough treatment, otherwise they would probably feel as nauseaus as him.
It felt like his throbbing butt had turned to jelly thanks to the jackhammer of farmhorse tool, the throbbing menace still working his passage like a diamond drill through mud. Norris briefly whinnied into his gag as Sean finally worked his 28 inches of dick into the smaller horse up to his steamy sheathe and throbbing ecstatic draft nuts the size of bowling balls; massive horse orbs thumping against the plaster with a threat that they might be big enough to bust through. Norris shuddered as he heard them-ramming balls of stud juice pounding on the hatch like thunder.
Then after a few moments of excited rough pounding from tip to hilt countless times, Sean finally mushroomed his cock and emtied his massive jewels into Norris's ass; filling up his belly with a potent mix of stud milk and stallion jelly to make him whimper from the sudden bloated feeling.
At the same time, he could feel the giant melon of horse flare inside his body. It throbbed with a massive pulse of the draft's blood as though it were a giant vibrator. He had been barely resting from the entire ordeal before he felt Sean's dick deflate and slowly start to slip out like some lazy tired snake, though the huge knob of horsemeat at the end seemed to resist shrinking as it stayed the same ass-shattering size.
The huge cock crawled down his ass as though it were a thick warm string of cum; effortlessly leaving his ass as though it were just fluid-then he felt that giant ball of horseness travelling down and soon found it throbbing and bumping in his rectum as if Sean had tried to fist out his butt.
Before he could prepare himself for the new violation of equine control, the canteloupe flare of horse meat popped out of his butt with a loud suction of air like a whipcrack as his anal rings throbbed with intense electric pain like a really horrible headache in his ass.
Norris cried into his gag and could barely flex his hole for fear of sparking more of this staggering agony. He had never felt anything like this, and he wish he never did again-cockzilla was just too much horse for him.
After a long couple of minutes, cum leaked from his ass like a lazy stream down his cheeks, balls, and the underside of his shaft; bringing an immediate sense of cold to his nether regions like never before.
Sean sounded as if he was prancing proudly outside in some sort of odd stallion dance of victory, laughing as the others applauded his virility and talents. "I told you guys I could fuck anything!" He jeered, a raucous laugh of some kind of perverted accomplishment. "There's no mare too small or hole too tight-we drafts get in there, and we take care of business!"
"That's all well and good slutbiscuit, but you forgot that it's still my turn to go-and I love the smell of a mare after every other stallion in a yard has used her. That just means she's well lubricated and stretched out for a pleasure ride with good ol' me."
Norris came out of his delirium; the pulse of his heart beating seemed to make his butthole ache with an incessant nagging soreness. Throughout the time that Sean had used his ass, he must have shot gallons of his seed down into the fake vagina in an endless amount of orgasms-or at least it felt that way.
With his initiation almost over, he wondered what Charles' present would be like.
It would probably be smooth, warm, somewhat pleasant, throbbing, and it would make him empty more of his juice into the milker.
Then he was startled as they opened the door and he could somewhat look back at them; their grinning faces and flaccid equine meat annoying him, considering that they had just taken advantage of him.
Charles, the brown and white paint mustang, stepped forth and kneeled before Norris's spread goatsed tailhole that now looked like a chocolate donut glazed in warm sticky horsecum.
The mustang poked at it for awhile before he dove his muzzle in and licked at the bay horse's twitching ass like crazy. Despite the humiliation of all his friends and the slut horses watching, Norris found himself getting hard again as he heard the loud slurping and licking behind as Charles ate him out masterfully with that experienced hot tentacle of tongue as though he were a mare dripping with cum and estrous juice.
He whimpered and relaxed, voiding his cumfilled bowels slowly into that affectionate gay equine maw until the massive deposit of Sean's seed and jelly left his insides to make a hearty erotic meal for the other horse.
Charles moaned with delighted satisfaction while he gulped down all the incubated seed in his rump. Norris would have been content to let him go on forever if it weren't for some idle by Cedric about his thirst.
The zebra stepped into the cramped chamber with a grin and a lick of his black lips. "Hehe, I bet you need something to drink-your all sweaty and tired."
Slutberry giggled as he crouched under the bondage mount and took out a five gallon bucket three-fourths full of his own cum and fluids. Norris could only blush as he watched the pink pony twist a plastic hose into place on his gag which went to the back of his throat and attached the other end to the outside of the bucket toward the bottom before holding the heavy sloshing container above his sweet giggling head.
Immediately, Norris could feel as all his studjuice was forcefed down into his stomach and he couldn't do anything to stop it; his belly soon bloating with his own cum while Charles purred excitedly and gripped his asscheeks in those firm paws as the paint continued to lick him out and enjoy the rusty male taste of his hot horseass.
With such an odd meal now filling his stomach, he found himself somewhat tired and sleepy from all the milk and activity that he went through.
Despite his best efforts, Norris found himself collapsed over the bench and in an almost comatose slumber from which not even a marching band could wake him.
He arose later with his stomach rounded out like a watermelon. Looking about himself, he found that he had been redressed-
Although, these were not the clothes that he had come into the restaurant wearing.
As strobe lights spun in the ceiling and he looked at himself in the dim flickering lights, he could see that he had been put into pink gloves, stockings, halter top, skirt, and a pair of panty briefs with magenta hearts all over them.
Norris squeaked out in surprise as he forced out an involuntary yawn-his tail had been braided and several differently colored bows had been tied in it as well as his mane, which had been brushed out long with several applied hair extensions he barely noticed.
He reached up a hand to feel his face and saw that his gag was gone, but had been replaced with a heavy layer of blush and lipstick which made HIM blush as well.
Norris knew for not how long he had slept, but it was obvious that the Rumper's ponyboi's had some fun with him while he was unconscious.
Nearby, the other stallions danced nakedly to the music and flicked their cocks around like whips, smacking each other and sucking each other and fucking in an odd equine orgy of dance.
His cock hardened as he watched and he could feel his balls stiffen and get tight while the pretty panties practically stroked him to a new orgasm as it seemed like they were made of silk and Norris was always turned on my silk lingerie--he just never believed he would be wearing it.
The sissified stallion found himself horny beyond belief, enjoying the surprising pleasure that his entire feminine outfit had been made out of silk, and he enjoyed the sensation of the slick sliding fabric against his semi-erect cock and balls as well as his ass; rubbing his hand against the fabric on his rump in guilty delicious naughty pleasure.
Charles soon noticed that he was awake and smiled, sauntering arrogantly toward him with that bobbing long cock which might threaten to trip hip if it were bouncing any lower. With a dainty lick of his lips, the mustang pinto was reaching his paw under Norris's skirt and feeling up his aroused junk with slow strokes. "Mmmm. I see my little slutty jumpmare is awake. I wished I'd have fucked you earlier, but it would have been rude to take such a sweet bitch like you while you were sleeping." The brown and white stallion mused with a quiet purr, tracing his other paw lightly along Norris's exposed midriff and navel, tickling the area with dancing featherlight fingertips.
He could only blush as the other experienced stallion started to court and seduce him, those teeth nibbling on his ears and licks down his blushed cheeks and neck. "Oooooh." He purred out with pleasure, completely having forgotten that he could speak now.
"Yes, you'll make a fine addition to our harem. Never have I seen anyone take Sean and his psychotic rod of draft meat." Chearles muses, running his paw around the sissy stallion's belly to the small of his back and down the rear of his pretty panties before it snaked down along his cheeks warmly and began to probe at his well-used hole with several playful thrusting fingers.
The sissified horse could only nod and moan as he reached his hands down and played with his hard sixteen inches of organ as it burst from the top of his panties like a hot pole of oozing iron; the flesh shimmering in the strobe lights like a polished rod of charcoal.
Charles could only chuckle in amusement as he watched the scantily dressed stud play with himself, as he brought out his hand from those butt-warmed panties and licked his fingers as though they had been covered in honey. "Mmmm. Tasty little mare pussy." He steeled a long gaze on the submissive equine in drag and smiled. "How about I finish what we started and fill this slutty little cunny with my seed?" The mustang giggles out, nipping playfully on Norris's ear and giving his fat panty butt a two-handed grope.
He found himself too shy to give of himself to his friend, considering that he had thought of himself as 100% straight only a few hours ago. Although, how hetero could he call himself if he were also eating chocolate and whip cream off another stallion as well as sucking on his 'candle'.
In fact, he looked on toward an odd scene of gay debauchery he never thought he would ever see--his co-workers naked and bumping around all friendly and promiscuous and playful as ever.
Charles layed a soft hand upon Norris' tense shoulder. "You can relax about your silly little beliefs in here. At Rumper's, we were all broken."
Norris fixed his eyes on the teal blue eyes of the mustang stud. "What-what do you mean?" He asked, watching as Cedric slapped Roscoe in the ass with his erect member and Sean layed on a nearby beanbag with his dick up Slutberries' rear to the sheathe, pre oozing out the ponyboi's ass like a glaze.
"Norris sweety, almost every stallion that we invite here is completely heterosexual. Me and the other guys decided to befriend you and break you down for our use, you know, so we could all have fun." Charles giggled and watched the other studs dance as well, pointing to Roscoe. "In fact, that sweet shetland seduced me into coming here."
He looked on and blushed, unable to believe that Roscoe was the one who started this buttsecks fan club. "Wait-what?"
Charles snickered and rubbed along his steamy pink shaft thoughtfully. "Yes, back then, Roscoe was Raschael, and he worked as a ponyboi in this lovely little blue thong and stockings." The pinto purred, licking his lips out of lusty thoughts of long ago.
George was bent over on the floor like an animal slapping his ass and shaking his mane as if he were shaking water out of it as a couple of the ponybois giggled and licked their lips with hard little cocks held out in their paws. Norris could see that the appaloosa stud was going to enjoy being a cum-dumpster for what amounted to a bunch of mares with dicks. The sight actually made him raging hard as he watched four or five little sissies wrangle his larger body with slutty expertise, gang-banging two of his holes while the others rubbed all over his spotted body or played with his long cock and balls as though he were a feral mount.
A cute fjord pony in a green thong spat on his cockhead and positioned himself at George's rear as though he were a rancher playing with his mare. Then he whined with desire as he saw a silver furred pony in purple panties and black garter stockings throw some kind of dildo saddle over George's back while the four others giggled cutely and waggled their cute fuzzy butts and tails.
No sooner did George moan from the tiny sissystick pushing at his rear did he find another ponydick thrusting excitedly into his muzzle while the silver pony buckled the saddle on and used a stirrup to lift himself up. Norris got a one second peek of the sissies' anus as he dropped his full coverage panty and wiggled his cute feminine rear onto the horse dildo like a pro; 15 inches of slick soft silicone gliding down into his rump like a pillar of sex.
"There. You see sweety? Everyone who comes to this restaurant is the mare. The waitresses make it obvious, but if someone is going to be a regular visitor, they need to be broken down into submission until they allow themselves to be mounted like they were in heat."
He watched as the ponies rode George in four different directions, enthralled by all the erotic energy. The spotty stud was truly a bitch, but he enjoyed it as if he were an actor in some kinky play. "I see."
Charles then took that opportunity to pounce Norris down into a beanbag chair and tug his panties in a wedgie up into his asscrack before pulling them down just enough to leave access to his anus; the silky garment still stuck between the lower portion of his cheeks like a thong. His perky plump spankable bubbly ass was now helpless for whatever the other stud wanted to do.
Norris lay cradled over the chair with his rump up in the air and presented to the other stallion. He found himself licking his lips and thrusting his throbbing cock into his impromptu rear-lifter as he watched the five sissies continue to dominate George as though he were their personal pleasure slave; the silver stud riding roughly on his back as though he were in a gallop--dainty legs on the stirrups lifting his sexy rump up and down that dildo as he whinnied in feminine marish ecstacy.
He whimpered with surprise as he felt the hot tip of that throbbing mustang cockhead about to enter him while he drooled onto the carpet with guilty delight.
Wild throbbing dickmeat splattered into his hungry abyssal ass like hot wax as he gripped his needy tunnel over the hot pulsing organ in his body. Norris whinnied lightly as Charles clambered over him and nipped playfully on his ear along with a wandering tongue like electrified satin, planting his cock firmly in the other stud's satin fuzzy rump to the hilt with a splatter of stale lube and cum from the previous gloryhole fucks.
The bay stallion looked onward with his eyes glazed of pleasure as he watched the show of Danielle's and Goliath. The silver pony squeaked with a shrill whinny as he exploded with cum all over George's mane and the back of his head while hot horseseed dripped from the ass of one pony who rode George belly-style; his rear still full of the appy's flaccid pumping member.
Norris wiggled his ass and gripped his inner passages tightly over Charles member in an effort to empty all his seed out as Slutberry cried out and Sean filled the little pink whore with a helping of stud milk from his telephone pole of domination.
Nearby, he also saw as Roscoe had out an eighteen inch riding crop and he was spanking Cedric on the rear with it as he gave the zebra instruction on how he should be a whore and do as the little black pony said.
Soon he found himself gritting his teeth as a musky load of his equine juice splattered into the beanbag and Charles whinnied with a sexy flehmen and raise of his white tail, smelling the male odor in the air with a lick of of his lips. "Oh my-what a dirty mare you are!" He chastises playfully, smacking Norris one on the ass with an amused giggle.
Norris could only respond with a blush as the mustang pumped his rear harder and kept his tush all toasty with that burning pike of horseness.
Cedric was now on all fours as Roscoe took the whip and inserted it into the zebra's ass handle first with a dirty little chuckle. "Hehe. How do you like that, striped whore?" To which, the zebra uttered a light squeal of submission and backed his black and white booty into the Shetland's leather toy.
Everything was just so astronomically sexy and charged with an energy of sexiness. Norris swore that if he watched any more of this going on, he would explode.
With a flash of light, the big screen went from showing music videos that accompanied the music to displaying a porno he had never seen before. As the title flashed across, Norris nearly jizzed himself again.
"Ruts for muscle butts 2: Draft power".
His whole body tensed with a fast pulse of his heart as he could feel his cock throbbing with a pulse almost as if it had been hooked up to a car battery or e-stim and zapped a couple million times.
The fact that it was a gay porno about drafthorses he had never bothered to watch before didn't even lessen the way it made his thighs burn with passion to fuck something tight, hot, and preferably male.
As he watched, one white shire was leaning on a garden hoe with sweat all over his body as a black shire with white feathering on all his fetlocks winked at the other. It quickly degraded into dirty lines and the black shire had his sweaty friend on all fours as he filled the slut's pink tailhole with husked corn that had been washed already while the snowy draft whinnied with a raging erection and thrust at the air with stallion libido.
Norris moaned as Charles mimicked the porno and fucked him in time with the black horse dildo-fucking his mare bitch with an ear of corn, snorting and squealing with contentment as the stallion sausage finally warmed in his rear with a surge of Charles' 'wild oat seeds' deep into his bowels followed by a thick plugging flare and a sticky squirting pulse of mare jelly; the male's juice that keeps a female horse's cervix plugged till she conceives.
The feminized and sissified mare male took one final gaze around the room and fell asleep from all the exertion of that day, fully expecting to come back again soon while the other stallions occasionally gave him a cursory curious glance and went back to their fun while Charles lounged over Norris with his cock still buried inside. He brushed and played with the new member of the harem as Roscoe worked at Cedric's cock in his paws and made him shoot like a stallion firehose right at the rump of a ponyboi who was too busy giving it to George's face to notice.
Above, a big bay mottled white and grey shire watched the orgy from a balcony attached to a hallway by his office. He smiled and chuckled when he took a good look at the new mare that he would get to fuck. It appeared the submission treatment worked on the proud dominant and independant brown stallion slumbering below, which was good as he didn't have very many bay mares to sate his toasty cock in.
Overall, it was just another busy day at the Rumper's gay horse restaurant while the owner/manager found himself stroking his cock to the free show of all his kinky pretty sex pets.