The Party - Memories of a Friend
Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry
Trisha remembers her first time with a man who wasn't her husband--a great equine man who left his comfort zone to help her in her time of need.
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With all the time they had to each other now, their discussions went from cartoons and anime to their personal lives. Hugo was a wonderful listener, a shoulder to cry on, a dispenser of knowledge, and a real friend. Years would pass, and as they neared the end of their teenage years, they became slightly more risque in their talks. She was the one who started it. She was curious, and she sent him a picture of herself on a hot summer day, wearing her tank top. He responded back with a picture of himself from a party. What she saw made her shiver. The young man she had been talking to for so long wasn’t a man at all, but anthropomorphic Clydesdale horse!
She stopped talking to him for a little bit after finding out about it. She had developed feelings for this horse, and she wasn’t sure how to handle it! At first, she considered maybe that the two could be more than friends. Then, she wondered if she could ever be with a non-human. After all, her parents were very strict. They wanted her to find a good boy of her own tone. There’s no way they’d be happy with her dating a horse!
Weeks passed, and she kept herself away from those chat rooms and her messenger accounts, and she focused more on her studies. One day, though, she got an email—an urgent one from a familiar address. When she read the title, she had to break her silence.
That night, she gave Hugo her phone number. They talked for hours, or rather, she listened as he told her the horror of how his parents discovered his collection of gay porn. The revelation surprised her greatly, as he had never brought this up to her. But that was what sold it for her. This time, she was the one to console him, and it was there that she realized that Hugo and her were the best of friends, and that she shouldn’t ruin that by lusting after him.
Years pass, and the two grew up and she met her wonderful husband. Hugo was invited to the wedding, of course, though the quiet horse had not brought anyone. He decided to live with his sexuality a secret and she respected him for his decisions. Still, she couldn’t help but admire how well-proportioned he was. Even wearing a jacket and dress clothes, he must have been quite the strong animal.
A few happy years of marriage later, and she and Devon were quite bored with the same old same old. That’s when her birthday came around, and Devon said he had a surprise for her. Trisha rolled her eyes, expecting something quite sappy and silly from her hubby, only to gasp when he opened the door. Inside their bedroom, sitting on a chair with nary a stitch on, his eyes blindfolded, his arms and legs bound to the chair, and his impressive member semi-flaccid and resting on his leg, was Hugo.
“H… happy birthday,” the Clydesdale said.
“Hugo?” she asked, perplexed.
“You said you wanted to spice up our sex life,” Devon said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. “Well, I figured how best to do it than with a friend.”
“But Hugo…! You’re…”
Hugo takes a deep breath and says. “If I use my imagination, I can pretend who it is on me, can’t I?” he said, chuckling. “Besides… I knew you were sweet on me back in the day. I just… I want to make you happy the way you’ve always wanted me to.”
Trisha tears up and hugs her husband. “Oh, Devon… this is… this…”
“Shh…” he hushes her and kisses her hand. “I know I wasn’t your first choice. I always have. I figured I’d give you something really special for your birthday. Besides, maybe after you’re done with him, you’ll enjoy participating or watching a show featuring your two favorite men in the world?”
Hugo’s already impressive length peaks up a bit to life at that, and Trisha’s eyes widen at the sight. Biting her lip, she begins to undo her work blouse. “Well, then… I suppose it can’t hurt to try a little something different. Besides, it’s not like I can return this gift. You’ve already opened the packaging.”
Both men laugh, her husband in that deep baritone chuckle that she instantly fell for in college, and her best friend, a high whinny coupled with the clopping of a hoof onto the floor.
Clothing fell to the floor as both approached the tied up horse man. Her body shivers at the idea of being nude in front of this powerfully built animal. When she sees that her husband is still in his clothes, she frowns, but he holds his hand up and shakes his head. “Don’t you worry about it,” he says. “This is your birthday gift. I’ll join in when you’re good and ready.”
She smiles and leans in, kissing him on the cheek. “Thank you, dear,” she breathes, before she gets onto her knees, crawling up to Hugo. Her fingers brush up along the back of his legs, and the horse gasps, his leg jostling in the surprise. “Trisha,” he sighs. “I… I’ll try my best, but…”
“Shhh… I know. I don’t have the kind of body you like,” she says. “I’ll… I’ll try to please you how you’d like, but-”
“No,” he snaps.
She pulls back, gasping, but he shakes his head, his voice more desperate. “N-no, I meant that this isn’t about me. You’ve wanted my body. I’ve known it for years. I tried to let you down softly that night when I called you about my parents finding out, but-”
Now she interrupts him, wrapping her fingers around his length. “I can’t enjoy myself knowing that you don’t enjoy yourself, big boy.” She says, chuckling a bit as she scoots in. She lets her thumb rub up along the base, and the massive beast grows right before her eyes. She stops and reaches out with her other hand, tracing over a little spot on his flesh, a mole or spot in the shape of a heart, and says says “hey, look who has a cute birth mark!”