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by Skipai © 2020

Hank was a tall horse; the male was pure muscle as he pulled the heavy contraction behind him which was connected by steel chains to his leather harness that was snug about his firm upper chest. The large brown horse huffed with the large pink nostrils flared with the strong inhale and exhale of air.

The horse kept to a straight line as he continued to pull the heavy machine behind him as the soil broke apart to form straight lines. The hot sun came down and every now and again Hank brushed away the sweat from his brow with the large hand and to occasionally unclip the water bottle from his belt as the horse drank the contents greedily.

It was still only early morning, the sun hadn't even climbed halfway in the sky, Hank had been working hours, ever since the first light started around three in the morning and he turned around to make the final walk down the edge of the field and slowly pushed himself forward as his legs strained painfully while the constant drip of the sweat fell over his eyes, stinging them with the salty water and dirt from each droplet.

The sound of the truck made Hank look that way and the horse smiled. The brown dust that came up from the road behind the truck made Hank pull that bit harder as he picked up his pace as if he had started out first thing in the morning and wasn't going along for the final lap of the day.

Due to this, Hank came to a stop and he stood there, panting heavily as he slowly lifted up his large hands to begin to unclip the harness from his torso, he tugged on the leather straps while he felt the thick metal pin pop out from the hole and then the sensation of the heavy harness slowly being lifted from his body gave the male horse a good feeling throughout his entire body.

As much as Hank wanted to, the horse carefully pulled the heavy machine to the side of the field, next to the wooden fence and then unclipped the leather harness from the chains. He carefully placed the leather harness on top of the fence while he wrapped the chains about one of the rungs of the fence and then with a large sigh of relief, the horse picked up the harness and walked back towards the direction where the truck had gone as well as to where the farm house was in the distance.

The walk back was slow, Hank took his time, no matter how much he wanted to get back as soon as he could, the horse knew that he needed to cool down and to make his sore muscles get some rest even though he was still walking while he held a heavy harness over his left shoulder.

The sweat over his body felt cool as some of the breeze came about, the tight pants that were about his legs, were wet from the sweat, especially around the groin and around the back under the tail. But it helped him to cool down as the male saw the house grow bigger with each step that he made against the hot dry dirt road.

The truck was parked on one end of the house as the horse smiled as he looked at the fat plump arse, the shorts stretched as Hank placed the harness on the stone wall and made his way across the yard before he gave that fat rear a slap with his large hand. "Hey Frank."

Frank gave a startled sound as the raccoon pulled himself up from leaning into the back of the truck and he smiled at the large horse. "Hey Hank, got your usual supplies here and some fresh made bread, pies and cakes." The raccoon turned around as his large belly wobbled as the male pointed at the various things at the back of the truck with his soft plump paw.

"So, want to help me bring these in?" Frank asked as Hank smiled, gave a nod and slowly the two males made their way back and forth in and out of the house as the various supplies were brought in, the various packages and all at the back of the truck got smaller until they both pulled the last of the contents and made their way into the house together.

Both were busy putting things away in the kitchen, the horse placed the things at the top shelves as Frank watched and gave a slight frown. "You always put the good stuff out of reach for me." Hank grinned back. "Well, got to make sure this stuff lasts until the next shopping trip, besides..." The horse turned to face the raccoon and slowly picked out a crumb from the t-shirt. "You've already had one or two of the smaller cakes."

Frank blushed while he felt the larger hand brush away the crumbs, he replied. "Well, had to make sure that they were good batch."

The horse looked at the raccoon and leant against the kitchen worktop. "Oh, and I suppose you had to take a check on the produce the bakery makes every now and again as well?"

Frank nodded as he placed a jar into the cupboard. "It's how I know the batches are going to be the best." The horse laughed. "I'm just making sure that I can taste some of the stuff as well, before you eat it all." Hank pushed himself off from the counter. "So, I'm going to go and get a shower, I'll let you make something for us to eat and we can settle down for the evening, okay?"

Frank smiled back. "Right, I got a movie I want to watch that I think you enjoy. But yeah dinner should be ready by the time you've finished one of your long showers." The raccoon watched as the horse made his way out of the kitchen and the chubby raccoon looked about with a thoughtful look on his face, then with a toothy grin, he walked over to the sink, washed his paws and then began his next experiment.

As the various sounds were heard from downstairs, the horse stepped into the bathroom and slowly undressed as the dirty clothes were tossed into the laundry basket. The sweaty large balls and dick flopped out as they hung between his sweaty inner thighs. He reached to the tap and turned it on as the loud hiss of the warm water splashed out onto the floor of the bathroom.

Frank had installed a walk in shower, there was no bath tub to climb into, no restriction of a shower cubicle, the horse only had to walk underneath the large shower head as the warm water washed over his head and for the first time, he sighed and ran both hands over his head, then he stood there, still to enjoy the water that fell from his body, the warmth of the water began to make his muscles relax.

The dirt flowed across the floor before it went down the drain, Frank reached and grabbed the plastic bottle of soap and began to wash his body all over, the large hands moved over his torso with the thick gloopy soap, lathering it up before it was washed down onto the floor with the rest of the dirt.

Down below, Frank heard the water start to hit the floor as the raccoon began to peel some potatoes, the raccoon's plump long fingers carefully scraped away the skin which fell into the bowl of water, now and again, he would dip the potato into the water before he placed them into another bowl. When he finished peeling them, he began to slice them into long strips, the raccoon whistled as he worked.

With another wash of the chips, the raccoon gave them a final wash and began to prepare the fryer, pouring some oil into the machine, the raccoon went and poured the freshly sliced potato into the machine, then closed the lid. Then he turned it on as the machine started to hum and turn around. The last thing Frank did was slip a steak pie into the oven and turned it on before he went to make some gravy.

The scents that came from below, made the horse feel hungry, all of the hard day's work had begun to wash away as his fingers began to roll about the soap about his large heavy ball and dick, cleaning away all the dead skin and sweat. Slowly as he worked downwards, the horse finished cleaning himself and just stood there under the warm water for several minutes with his eyes closed and just took slow deep breaths in and out.

The sound of the water died as Hank turned off the shower and as several last heavy droplets of water fell to the ground, the horse blew his nose as the water droplets sprayed out and then he walked over to grab a large towel, then began to dry himself off as the thick rich smell of what was being cooked beneath him got stronger.

With a towel wrapped about his waist, the horse moved into the main sleeping quarters of the house and began to dress into some relaxing clothing, soft fabric sweatpants, a vest and he slipped on some pink bunny slippers before he headed back down the stairs, finally feeling fresh and clean.

With the sound of Frank busy in the kitchen, Hank moved to where the sofa was and he flopped into it, the horse felt all the energy go as he sighed and pressed a button on the side of the arm as the leg rest came up until he rested there with a smile.

Frank came into the room with a bottle and he handed it over to frank. "Cold cider for you." The raccoon grinned as the horse took it, twisted the bottle top off and dipped his head. Frank continued. "Dinner should be ready in a moment or two." And with that the large raccoon moved back into the other room as the horse turned on the tv with the remote and watched as the picture came on with a hare busy pointing at a map while quietly talking about the next day's weather.

As the horse listened to the weather, he took a sip of his drink and then the sound of the raccoon came back into the room with two large plates and he handed one to the horse who took it, then the cutlery and he smiled at the plate full of chips, gravy and pie. Then slowly the two sat beside each other on the sofa and ate as they both watched the weather report.

They ate silently for a while, the sound of them both cutting into their food as the metal scraped against the plates, the sound of them chewing as the weather maps were played out in front of them as a voice spoke from the speakers. Frank turned to look at the horse beside him. "You still think rain is coming soon?"

Hank swallowed the contents in his mouth and nodded. "Yeah, don't care what he says, remember the time he said we were to have sunshine and we ended up having a hurricane that came in several hours later?"

The raccoon looked back at the screen and then he rolled his eyes upwards as the memory came back to him. "How could I forget that." A large hand reached over and turned the raccoon to look at him. "I know how busy you've been as well, with that project so how's that going?"

Frank grinned. "Oh, we're about halfway done with the programming, but you know management, always wanting us to get it done faster than we can do it. You know they wanted me to work all throughout the night."

Hank frowned at the raccoon. "I'm not allowing it, I wasn't happy with you going out earlier to get supplies, you need a good night's sleep. Not hunched up against that computer."

Frank sighed and leaned more against the sofa as the plate rested on his thighs. Just his long fat fingers held onto it from the tips while the cutlery were held between the fingers. "I know, I know. I am not going to argue it as I do want a night off, said I could not do it this evening. Had to come up with a lie about some update on the system that would take all evening to do."

Hank smiled and gave the raccoon shoulder a squeeze as they settled back to eating again as the movie began on the tv. "So, what is this movie anyways?" The horse said as he looked at the start of the logos that came into view.

Frank grinned. "It's about a scientist that creates a black hole that sinks into the planet." Hank looked at the screen and then slowly turned his head towards Frank but all he got was "Shh, you'll enjoy it."

Without saying another word they finished their meal as the movie played out as Hank put the plates down in front of them, the small coffee table being a good option as the two snuggled up on the sofa as the large horse wrapped his arms about the soft body of the raccoon while they stared at some crazy meerkat in a white coat laugh evilly as the switch is pulled.

"So, this is where the black hole is. Wait, what. Oh, come on...!" Hank said as Frank laughed, the body wobbled with each sound as the horse rolled his eyes. "That's not, who wrote this?"

The raccoon grinned. "Syster Donwo, you know that fox that wrote. 'Bunardo.'?" Hank gave a loud sigh and laughed his head. "Oh that, the danger of killer white bunnies flying about in a tornado. Okay, I'll give this movie a bit more time then."

The two eventually though, only half watched the remaining parts of the movie as the two males snuggled and rubbed each other with their paws, they started to kiss softly at first, gentle pecks on the lips as the two relaxed for the evening, both began to form a tent in their pants.

Slowly they both kissed deeply as the sounds of mayhem played out on the screen as the small black hole chased after a car with car chase music playing. Slowly Hank moved and laid down onto the sofa as the large chubby raccoon laid on top and they continued to snuggle, kissing with their wet lips as their erections rubbed against each other under their garments.

With a deep inhale of breath, the raccoon pulled away at the same time as saliva stretched from their wet lips and he smiled. "I'm ready for bed?" The large raccoon pressed his groin against the horse and Frank nodded his head as they both slowly got up and Frank turned off the television just as a dildo flew into the air, fired from a female cheetah who held a t-shirt launcher as it flew towards the black hole, then the TV went dark as it clicked off.

The bedroom door opened as the two walked into the room, the flick of a switch and the small beside lamp came on with soft light. Slowly the two undressed as the two males stood naked, both with two dripping half erect penises that hung there. Both moved to both sides as they climbed onto the mattress and laid there before they turned to face each other again and kissed deeply.

Frank broke the kiss, the taste of his lover was still in his mouth as the raccoon yawned, the tiredness now showing in his eyes and Hank smiled, rolled the raccoon onto his back and smiled as he laid on his side close to the other male. "It's okay, let me help you unwind." The horse kissed the side of Frank's head as he continued. "And I won't be insulted if you fall asleep either."

And with that, the large hand of the horse reached down to brush over the plump belly, the fur moved about with his fingers as the fat underneath wobbled, it felt soft and warm as the horse gently rubbed about the lower torso of the other male.

Frank sighed happily as his penis jumped up a bit, the pre that leaked from the head, then it swelled as the fingers from the horse wrapped around it and very slowly and gently, Frank began to slide his hand up and down the shaft of the penis.

With his own thick horse cock that pressed up against the side of the other male leg, the horse felt it throb but he continued to slowly move his hand up and down the hard shaft of his partner, the sound of the wet pre, the warm, smooth slick feeling of his lovers arousal under his fingertips. The horse smiled as he saw Frank lay there with eyes half open, the soft breathing in and out.

Hank softly smiled, he admired the other male, the sensation of his chest swelled as he admired everything about the raccoon. The feel of that cock sliding up and down inside his hand, so familiar as the scent made Hank nose flared as he took in the scent.

Slowly, the horse kissed the cheek of the raccoon while he continued to rub along the now, wet and slick pole of the raccoon, the cock was short but it was thick, the fat head slipped in and out of the foreskin as each time it came out the horse gave the head a gentle squeeze between thumb and finger as the raccoon gave a soft cute gasp.

The way Frank watched as the large fat chest lifted and down. Frank kissed the cheek again, then saw Hank moved his head to face him and they both kissed again on the lips, then as the horse felt the raccoon open his mouth, they both kissed deeply as the two tongues slid over each other wetly.

Slowly, the raccoon turned over onto his side as Hank smiled and moved in to spoon the chubby male, his long fat horse cock pressed up against the soft chubby but cheeks and slowly the horse worked his hips as he felt the wide head press against the anus and then slowly it slipped inside as Frank gave a soft moan.

Gently the horse pulled the raccoon into him as he spooned the other male, his large penis throbbed deep within the hot soft walls, the pre leaked out as it flowed over the inner fleshy walls and slowly Hank pulled out and pushed back in as he sunk his wide horse dick into that tight anus, while his hand continued to stroke the wet cock as the raccoon groaned happily.

The pre from the raccoon dick sprayed as it splattered onto the bedsheet, the sound of his foreskin noisily slurped about as it popped on and off from the large fat head, each time the raccoon felt the fat horse cock press against the prostate, more of his pre spat out from the straining raccoon cockhead.

The sound of the mattress springs rang out as the horse quicken his pace, the strong muscled hips poked his aching cock in and out from the tight rear passage as Hank felt it tighten around his dick from time to time as the sound of moans that came from Frank continued, the two forms rolled back and forth as the large fat belly of the raccoon wobbled as the lowest part pressed against the knuckles of the horse hand from time to time.

The sound of wet slaps were heard in the quiet bedroom, mixed with the soft moans from both males as the muscled groin clapped against the soft fat buttocks of the raccoon as the large horse cock stabbed away, the fleshy walls of the rear shifted about around the penis, wet from the thick sticky precum of the horse as Hank panted heavily, nostrils flared as he took quick breaths.

Carefully, Hank worked both ends as the two males grunted and climaxed at the same time, the raccoon penis jumped about in the large hand as thick spurts of cum splashed about onto the sheets, some of it dripped over the side from the edge of the bed as the horse grunted heavily, the inside walls gripped around his own cock made Hank feel his dick spat out the large load of his own cum that splattered about into the soft fleshy walls of the raccoon.

Slowly as the climax died with, the two remained in that position as Frank slowly drifted to sleep as his cock slowly went semi-flaccid again, the cum leaked out from the head as it was still held by Hank who kept his cock inside the tight warm passage of the raccoon, even with it slowly going soft, the penis remained inside as the horse wrapped an arm about the other male and both slept as the raccoon continued to be spooned by the larger male.

Slowly, Hank reached back, turned off the bedside lamp off and only the faint blueish glow of the moon lit the moon, the two males slept as the cold night air blew over them but they remained warm as their bodies huddled together.