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The hefty young Donkey picked himself up slowly, brushing the dirt out of his silvery gray fur. Wiping at the blood leaking from his right nostril with the back of his hand, as he looked up at the sneering horse colts towering over him. "You're just jealous..." Mick spat at the smirking high born Horse, who looked down incredulously at the smaller Jackass.

"Jealous... of you?" Tunny choked, looking at the young Donkey with amusement slowly spreading across his handsome equine muzzle. "What am I supposed to be jealous of... your butt ugly looks... your long silly ears... or maybe this big soft gut." The high born colt sneered poking Mick in the belly hard with one finger, while the other two colts laughed out loud.

"Of my big... fat... cock." The little Donkey said slow and distinctly, making the laughing colt snort and paw at the ground uncomfortably with one hoof. Tunny's gloating grin never wavered however, like the other high born colt he'd heard about how Donkey's were supposed to be so well hung. But the handsome Horse didn't believe it for a minute, besides he was the biggest hung guy in his gym class.

"Oh you think your bigger than me..." The wealthy noble born Horse snorted, moving up close to the much shorter Donkey. "Prove it." The handsome colt pushed his muzzle so close to Mick's, he could smell the coppery scent of the Jack's bloody nose.

"I proved it lastnite... between your girlfriends leg's." Mick snorted watching as the rich stallion's eyes widened, watching as blush colored Tunny's pink nose bright red. Yet there was a bulge in the front of the high born colts trousers, Mick felt it pressing against his soft round belly as the colt pushed up against him.

"You wanting to feel my fist again huh ugly." Tunny's mouth was almost touching the little Jackass's, even as his throbbing cock pressed against Mick's belly. "You think you are bigger than me... whip it out and we'll see how you measure up. Terry here can judge who has got more where it counts."

"Oh no... I'm not going to agree to one of your lackeys being the judge." The short Donkey snorted, one hand slipping up to fondle the Horse's aroused crotch out of sight of Tunny's friends. "I want a unbiased expert..."

"Unbiased expert... expert in what cocks?" The silvery white Horse colt sputtered looking startled, as he felt the other male touching him. "What are we gunna do... go... go to the gelding whore house?" The way he asked about it, making it plain that Tunny had been there plenty in the past.

"Close..." Mick snickered softly, rubbing the high born Horses cock and balls through his trousers. "But I was thinking we take this to the Blacksmith, because he has seen lots of Horse cocks." Tunny was panting and biting his lower lip, looking around glassy eyed as his buddies objected.

"The Smith is a Donkey..." Terry snorted looking at his leader questioningly, as Tunny leaned against the smaller Jack even harder.

"Yeah how is that unbiased?" Kurt the other highborn colt countered, both he and Terry looking very fearful at the idea of going to Dunlup's shop.

"He's a Donkey... but we're not related... I don't even know him." Mick argued over Tunny's shoulder as he stroked the colt's throbbing cock slowly, as the handsome stallion licked his lips and grunted breathlessly.

"Ummm I dunno my dad doesn't like the Blacksmith..." Tunny stammered, thinking about how his sire Welvern ranted about the Smith being the worse kind of low born social climber. Still those fingers stroking over the horny colts hard on, were making it hard for him to think about anything else. "Ohoo Yeah... sure..." The creamy white young stud moaned, as he looked down into the Donkey's eyes. "We... we'll let the Smith judge." Tunny agreed weakly as his buddies traded glances, they weren't sure that they wanted to follow the bully into the Blacksmith's shop. Because a lot of colts went in that shop studs and walked out of it as geldings. It was widely rumored, that Dunlup the old Donkey liked nutting Horse colts.

"One more thing..." Mick snickered as he felt that hard cock trembling under his fingers, Tunny leaned up against him harder. "If I win and I get to bend you over and ride you like I did yer filly girlfriend." Instantly Tunny began to mumble and stammered, plainly the Horse colt wasn't exactly happy about that idea. Still he was enjoying what the smaller Donkey was doing, the way those fingers felt rubbing over his aroused male flesh. The only time he was ever touched there, had been at the gelding whore house. Even his girlfriend had never touched him there, it was confusing and strangely exciting to have someone who was plainly so dominant acting doing this to him.And it drove all thoughts from his head, leaving the aroused Horse with only thoughts of sex.

"Ummm... if... if you win... well I... I... I'll let you really fuck Nora..."Tunny tried to make a counter offer, even as he felt the Donkeys other hand reach around gripping his ass cheek. "Uhuhuuu..." Suddenly the handsome colt gave a shivering buck, the Donkey feeling the fine cloth under his fingers growing damp. Mick smirked knowing that he had just made the bully cum in his pants, well that would certainly help out with the contest. "Ohoooo ook... ok you can fuck me and Nora." Tunny moaned breathlessly as the Jackass grinned up at him, wrapping a flabby arm around the colts narrow waist.

"Alright... let's go." Mick snorted quickly guiding his bully down the street, while the horse's two lackeys lagged farther and farther back. They might not be smart, but they knew enough to be afraid of the Blacksmith. And the way Tunny was looking back wild eyed at them over his shoulder, hinted at the fact that their leader was having second thoughts himself.

"Wha... wait right... right now." Tunny grunted in shock, as the short Donkey pulled him along quickly towards the town square. The high born colt was panting heavily from his orgasm, now that he had cum this was sounding a lot less like a good idea. "I was thinking maybe tomorrow... or... or over the weekend." The creamy white colt stammered weakly, rolling his head around to look at his lackeys for support. But Terry and Kurt were drifting back, looking at Tunny with a kind of helpless fear as he staggered along. Already they could hear the ring of a hammer on iron, across from them the massive double doors were open. Smoke and heat lazily raising into the sky from them, it was just past late afternoon the day being gray and cloudy. "Ummm look why... why don't we come back tomorrow..." The high born colt stammered, plainly growing more and more intimidated the closer they got to the smithy.

"Oh no... you wanted me to prove it... remember." Mick snickered his hand squeezing the Horses rump cheek again, hearing Tunny inhale sharply as he allowed the smaller male drag him along. "I'm going to win our bet... and then I'm going to fuck yer ass like the gelding you should be." The smaller Jackass was talking louder and more confidently now, even as the high born Horse looked at him pleadingly.

"I'll punch it in the nose again." Tunny threatened the short fat Donkey, who smirked and leaned in close to his bully. His soft equine lip's brushing against the colts cheek, Tunny turned his head slightly and their lip's touched for a second. 'Gods those lip's are soooooo soft.'

"Go on punch me... and I will scream it so loud everyone in town will hear me. But if you win the bet... I'll wrap my lip's around your cock and suck you off anytime you like." Mick promised with that same loud tone, that made heads turn all around them.

"Gods... yer so nasty." Tunny snorted derisively, feeling his cock stiffening again as he thought about those lip's wrapped around his hard cock. "I'm gunna enjoy smack my balls against yer chin. And you had better swallow everything I spurt."

"If you win I'll swallow... hell even say thank you." The little Donkey promised lewdly, his hand sliding up under Tunny's long flowing equine tail. "But yer not gunna win... and I'm gunna wreak yer asshole like I did yer sisters pussy."

"I thought it was my girlfriend you fucked... not my sister." Tunny said with a chuckle, thinking that this was just the lying little Jackass slipping up. Still the idea of the little Jack mounting his sister sprung into the colts head, making his cock throb all the harder.

"Hahah... I fucked yer sister... yer filly and yer momma." The fat little Donkey felt Tunny's hand grip the back of his neck, the look on the colt muzzle so angry he feared he had pushed things too far.

"Gods you little faggot... if you say one more thing about my mom... I won't just punch you I'll kill you..." Yet even as he said that, they walked through the doors and into the smithy. In front of them the homely old Donkey lay his hammer aside, turning to flash the two of them a batter chipped tooth grin. Tunny suddenly found himself gulping for air, in the sweltering heat of the shop. His flaring nostrils assaulted by the thick rank musk of the sweaty older Donkey, yet there was also a strange sweet and spicy scent in the air.

"Well now... what can I do for you two?" Dunlup asked flashing the younger Jack a friendly smile, while looking Tunny over with a kind of leering smirk. Amused at the way the high born colt was staring at him, the look on that muzzle one half fear and half fascination. It was the kind of look the Smith often got from colts, and it made him pop a woody the instant he saw it spread across that handsome muzzle. Mick on the other hand was smirking widely, the young Donkey having hear the Smith tell his own sire that he wouldn't cut any Donkey's.

"We need you to judge a contest for us..." Mick explained, as Tunny gulped and nodded his head weakly unable to bring himself to speak up. Dunlup just grunted in a uncommitted sort of way, doing his best to appear utterly disinterested. Which was done to put the colt at ease, the two Donkey's smirking together as Tunny relaxed a bit.

"Oh... what kinda contest? This isn't going to take long is it, I have a business to run after all." Dunlup snorted finishing putting his tools up, and turning to look at the two young males again. It didn't take much thought to figure it out, so he was unsurprised when he heard the explanation.

"We've got a bet going... as to which one of us is bigger." Mick explained licking his lip's as he watched the older males expression, glad to see that the Smith was smirking happily. "Of course what we needed was a unbiased judge, and since you've seen so many dicks. We figured that kinda makes you an expert..."

"Yeah that's me... Mr. unbiased." The fat old Donkey chuckled softly, winking at Mick as the young Donkey began to undress. "I've seen a lota dicks... cut off more than a few of them." Dunlup smirked rubbing the back of his neck, as if this was something new to him. "So you two got a bet going huh... What are the stakes... winner gets to have the loser gelded?"

"Wha... NO!" Tunny grunted quickly his eyes widening, and then narrowing as he thought about having his own personal gelding Donkey fuck toy. "Unless..." Tunny glanced over at Mick, who had frozen in shock at the Horse's 'Unless'.

"Unless what?" The young Jackass stammered in wide eyed dismay, as the Horse flashed him a wicked grin. Tunny chuckling lewdly at the look on the fat little Donkey muzzle, obvious the little bastard hadn't thought about this. The smug colt suddenly feeling very superior, so the little fucker wanted to fuck him and his filly huh.

"Unless we add that to the bet... or maybe I'll change my side of the bet." That was it for Terry and Kurt, the two colts who had been standing outside the shop door peeking in turned and trotted away.

"No we can add that... loser gets his balls and cock cut off." The little Jack agreed, adding a bit more to the bet plainly trying to scare Tunny into dropping the whole thing. At least that was what the colt thought, still the idea of having a gelding of his own was very exciting. He could rut anytime even if Nora wouldn't let him between his legs... no more spending all his allowance at the gelding whore house. He'd have his own private gelding... hell he could rent the Donkey out to the other horny colts...

"You aint never gunna fuck my filly now... because you're not gunna have a dick." Tunny snickered starting to take off his clothing, the air suddenly filled with the scent of fresh cum. "Once you are a total gelding... I'll be mounting you all the time." Tunny teased with a sneer, as the air was suddenly filled with the reek of fresh equine cum.

"Heh doesn't look like you need a gelding..." Dunlup laughed as he peeked into the colts trousers, spotting the gooey smear of cum from where Mick had made Tunny go off just minutes before. "If you are walking around cumming in yer pants." The old Donkey's belly jiggled, as he laughed derisively at the young high born stud. Making Tunny blush in shame at the older male's mockery, still it only made Tunny more determined to turn Mick into his personal gelding.

"Wha... I didn't just..." Tunny stuttered pointing to the smirking Mick, who was standing there completely naked now. "He... he made me..." His sheath already bulging with excitement, as his watched Tunny stammer and stutter in shameful embarrassment. The two Donkeys sharing knowing smirks, as the Blacksmith decided that he liked this young Jack.

"Hahah..." The dirty older Donkey laughed at that, enjoying the stuck up high born colts shame and humiliation. "A common Donkey made you nut all over the inside of your fancy trousers... What would your sire say about that? You're supposed to be save that up for the filly yer gunna marry." Dunlup teased with a sneer, as the slender noble born colt stripped off the last of his clothing. Standing there in front of the two Donkeys, the creamy white colt looked decidedly soft and feminine. Except for his long slender cock which was already dangling out half hard, still dribbling cum from that big blunt tip. "Well lets hurry this up... I've not got all day to waste of this so called contest." Dunlup snorted, like the outcome was a fore gone conclusion that hardly needed measuring. "Come on colt get it up..." The old Jackass snorted derisively, smacking the young Horse on the ass roughly. "Come on... come on... show us what a stallion you are. I thought that was the whole point of this little contest."

"I... Errr... I've just cum... gunna need a few moments." Tunny whined, blushing a bright red as he heard Mick snickering at him from just a few yards away. While the Blacksmith rolled his eyes, the mocking look on his muzzle making the rich colt feel effeminate and weak. Tunny looked up at Dunlup meekly, trying to stammer an apology for his debility.

"Donkey boy is rock hard already..." Dunlup pointed out with a nasty sneer, reaching over to grab the back of Tunny's neck. "Alright Jack boy get over there by my anvil, I'll get a measurement while limpy here is trying to get it up. As for you..." Dunlup snickered looking down at Tunny, flashing the handsome colt a particular wicked grin. "...get under here." The fat old Donkey ordered, lifting his leather apron as he pulled the handsome colts head underneath. Tunny choked and snorted loudly, his nose assaulted by the old Donkey's strong male musk. Yet there was also a spicy exciting scent there as well, the high born colt suddenly found his nose and lip's pressed up against the Blacksmith's throbbing cock. "Breath deep... I spend my lunch hour fucking a mare in heat. If that scent don't get ya hard... yer a mare!" Dunlup ordered with a smirk, feeling that noble born Horse snorting and moaning. The colts soft lip's kissed the leathery length of that fat Donkey cock, as those long slotted nostrils flared as Tunny gasped in that strong scent. "Hahaha... Yeah... yeah yer liking that." The Blacksmith snickered, as he felt the young Horse's mouth on his swiftly stiffening organ. "Ya better use it colt... get as big and hard as you can." That thick black fucker began to raise up, even as he felt the colt's hot, wet tongue lick along the length of that big organ. Picking up a piece of soft talc rock, the fat old Donkey traced out the outline of Mick's cock on the top of his anvil. Adding a inch to the girth and more than a handful of inches to the length, knowing that no colt would ever be bigger than that. "Mick boy why don't you feel around under there, and let me know when he has hardened up."

"Yes sir..." The young Donkey snickered lewdly, moving around behind the bent over well born colt. His hands reaching down between Tunny's thigh's, first fondling the young Horse's tight little balls. Before moving down lower to touch the base of his bullies cock, feeling that throbbing fucker tensing and jerking. Even as he watched the Smith draw his hip's back, before pushing his big, blunt, cock flare between the young Horse's lip's.

"Ya know what the best look for a high born stallion is?" Dunlup laughed, as he stroked his rough dirty fingers through the colt's shaggy mane. The young Donkey shook his head silently, as he watched his hero force more and more of that thick fucker into Tunny muzzle. "His lip's wrapped around my cock of course... Hahaha." The fat old Donkey grinned, pounding his hefty fucker down the wealthy colt's throat making him choke and gagged softly. "Ya can tell when they're enjoying it... this colt here is sucking on ma dick like it's his momma's teat." The old Donkey's big soft belly rested on top of Tunny's muzzle, as the older Smith choked him with deep thrusts into his throat. "Ammm Damn Mick boy... you gotta feel this." Dunlup laughed lewdly pulling the young Donkey up beside of him, and then stepped back dragging his thick fucker out of that eager mouth. The young Horse looked up dazed, as Dunlup shoved Micks fat Donkey dick into his mouth. And just like that, the wealthy colt who had beaten up the young Donkey less than a hour before, found himself sucking on the same Donkeys cock. Tunny starred up glassy eyed, at the male he had been planning to turn into his fuck toy just minutes before.

"Damn yer right he really is a eager knob polisher huh." Mick laughed gently stroking the sides of that handsome high born colts muzzle, as he pushed his cock down that throat. Until his fat Donkey balls were slapping against the Horse's soft chin, the bully seeing things in a completely different light. "Ummmm yeah... Ohoooo yer good at that. Are they all like this?" He asked looking over at the grinning Blacksmith, even as Dunlup watched the action with a delighted leer.

"Colts yeah... the fillies keep them so anxious and horny their always eager, plus their sires train them from birth to be submissive. So they won't grow up and try to steal their sires herds." The old Donkey explained with a smirk, knowing that was what made the young stallions so easy to manipulate. "Of course some of them are just natural born geldings... looks like that's what we got here." Dunlup laughed, winking at the young Jack over the high born Horse's back as he fondled Tunny's ass playfully. Chuckling as he watched the young Horses tail pop up, exposing the tight pucker of his virgin tailhole. Dunlup ran a single finger tip around the rim of that velvety hole, causing a powerful shiver to race down the handsome colts spine. Sliding his rough callused hand between Tunny's silky thigh's, the old Donkey groped the handsome colt's pulsing malehood playfully. Unsurprised to discover the high born horse was rock hard now, a taste of mare cum on that fat Donkey cock had certainly done the trick.

"I know what yer doing..." Mick snorted down at the equine bully, who was suckling his cock powerfully and eagerly. The bully moaned quizzically around that fat Donkey cock, as he let the fat little Jackass pound his mouth like it was a mares pussy. "Yer thinking if you suck me off good enough... I'll forget all about pounding that filly girlfriend of yours. Ummm gods those lip's... fuck you might be right." It was a bald face lie... Mick wanted to take the bullies female just like he was going to take his male hood away. Still as he said that Tunny suckled even harder, plainly the Horse having forgot about the second half of their bet. Once his cock and balls were off... it wasn't like he was going to be enjoying the pretty female. Of course Tunny still didn't really believe he was going to lose, even though there had been plenty of hints.

"I can feel yer ready to go..." Dunlup snickered gripping the colt's hard cock, and stroking it slowly with his dirty soot covered hand. "But I'm gunna let ya finish what you started... now it's a lot of work getting a Donkey off. But it's well worth the efforts, you just keep working that hard cock the way you were suckin' on me." The horny older Jackass grunted into the young Horse's ear, playfully touching and stroking on Tunny's long stiff cock. Keeping the young equine horny and eager to please, while Mick fucked those soft velvety lip's more and more lustfully. Tunny unaware that they had an audience watching them, as a number of furs stood looking in the open double doors. Pointing and laughing at the wealthy horse colt, who was letting the young Donkey rut his muzzle like the gelding he was no doubt soon to be. This kind of thing was why a lot of common born folks hung around in front of the Blacksmith shop, any number of common born laborers and plough ponies knew Dunlup's reputation for castrating nobles. In fact a fair number of bar maids and house maids lured horny young noble born colts in to be taken care of. Luckily Horses were always breeding more, although the population had began to drop a bit. Since more and more Mules and Mollies were turning up, in those wealthy high born families. Which only made the Smith even more popular with his common born neighbors, since it was a clear sign that a commoner could get the better of the nobility.

Mick was grinning gape toothed at the crowd, as his hip's pounded those soft equine lip's. Not many males got to publically fuck their bullies, and Mick was enjoying the heck out of it. Waving to some of their classmates, who was watching it all with wild eyed desire. This exciting the young Donkey so much, that he soon threw his head back and brayed in pleasure. Those fat nuts that were slapping loudly against Tunny's soft chin drew up, as the smirking young Jack fed the colt a huge load of pent up cum. "EEEHEHE HAW! Yeah... yeah that's it swallow... swallow my spunk." Mick ordered unnecessarily, as Tunny eagerly gulped down that thick greasy Donkey spooge. "Yeah... Ohooo Yeah... yer a good little cock sucker..." The young Donkey moaned, stroking the creamy white colt's rough mane awkwardly as Tunny gulped and slobbered on that spurting fucker a moment longer.

"What do you say..." Dunlup asked with a smirk, as Mick's spent fucker slipped out from between Tunny's puckered lip's.

"Thank you... thank you so much." The high born colt stammered, feeling far to submissive from this lewd act to stop himself. His eyes looking huge as he starred up at Mick, the young Donkey grinning widely as he stroked the bullies cheek.

"Heh... Yer welcomed... anytime ya want more just ask me." The fat little Donkey laughed, as Dunlup let Tunny stand up right. The high born colt wobbling slightly, as the Smith marched him over to that huge black iron anvil.

"Alright let's see how you stack up..." Dunlup snorted, gesturing to the outline of Mick's cock he had drawn on the flat working surface of the anvil. Tunny staggered up to the end of the anvil and lay his long slender erection in the outline, stunned to see that not only was it wider but also longer than his own hard cock. The high born colt gulped and swallowed hard, stunned to seeing that he wasn't as big as the fat little Donkey. "Well... looks to me like you lose." Dunlup laughed wickedly, reaching over to pick up his wicked hooked bladed gelding knife.

"Wait... wha... he can't be that big." Tunny stammered turning to look at Mick, but the spend Donkey's cock had already retreated into his sheath. His eyes when back to his own throbbing erection laying in that outline, it was as big and hard as he had ever been. Roughly Dunlup pulled him to the side of the anvil, where Tunny could see crusty yellow streaks of dried semen running down. "Oho my gods... oho my gods please... please NO!"

"Now... now you made the deal." Dunlup reminded him with a smug chuckle, using one strong hand to bend the colt over the cold iron. The old Donkey kicked the colts leg's apart wide, rough fingers grabbing his goodies and pulling on them sharply. "Don't worry your about to have the best... and last orgasm of your life as a intacted male." The fat old Jack wrapped a leather cord around that throbbing junk, tying it tightly before adding a second cord.

"Don't be a wimp... this was your idea after all." Mick teased as he moved up in front of the helpless colt, looking his bully right in the eyes as Dunlup tugged on those firm young balls. "I would have been satisfied with just getting to mount, but you wanted a gelding to fuck all the time. Heh now yer gunna be the gelding I fuck all the time... and someone is going to have to take care of that pretty filly of yours... since you won't have the equipment to do it." Mick snickered loudly as Tunny's eyes flew open wide, the colts mouth twisted in a 'O' of shock and pain. As the knife bites into his flesh, his leg's kicking and flailing uselessly, as Dunlup was standing safely between them.

"WEEHEHEHEE!" Tunny whinnied, as his throbbing cock shot it's last load down the side of that anvil. Splattering in the dirt where so many young colt's seed had been wasted, a bloody fist thrust over his shoulder holding a still warm pouch. There were cheers and loud clapping from the watching crowd, that made the high born colt aware of being watched for the first time. Mick reached out and took it from the Smith, holding it where the new gelding could see it. And then showing it off to the jeering crowd for a moment, before dumping its contents into the battered bucket with all the others. Tunny sagged over that hard metal panted for breath, his head dropping low in shame as being so publically humiliated. "Ohooo ohooo gods I'm a gelding..." He whimpered weakly as the Smith's rough finger rubbed over his softening cock, it was then Tunny remembered the rest of their bet. "No... oh no not my cock... please don't take it..." But even as he begged, the once overly proud colts muzzle contorted in agony. As the razor sharp blade sawed through that tough fuck muscle, back and forth it cut until there was a slight jerk of release. And the young Horse knew he had lost everything, even before that long limp organ was handed over his shoulder.

"Hahaha... look at this big old thing." Mick laugh, playfully swinging the severed horse cock around as the shatter bully watched in sicken fascination. The crowd was hooting and cackling loudly, someone called for Mick to throw it to them and so he did. Suddenly the new gelding felt the delightful sensation, of slick grease being rubbed over his virgin pucker. Glancing back he was unsurprised to see the chipped toothed grin of the homely old Blacksmith, even as the old Donkey thrust his massive cock under the geldings tail. "Yeah the Smith gets to break in all the new geldings... but after he's finished yer all mine." The young Donkey laughed as Tunny let out another ear splitting whinny, drawing more laughs and clapping from the crowd just outside. "You have best get use to that... yer going to be getting a lot of it." Mick laughed as he looked into his former bullies bulging eyes, and then leaned down kissing him lustfully on those velvety equine lip's. Tasting his own cum still thick within the geldings mouth, was Tunny moaned and whimper loudly from Dunlup hard cock savaging his pristine rut hole. "I'll walk you home after you pay the Smith, loser plays after all... heheh." Tunny just nodded and moaned, kissing weakly at Micks mouth and chin as he was fucked hard over that anvil.

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