Stallion Studs Only: Collection of gay mini stories (erotic eBook preview)
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Stallion anthros are lusted for with good reason, thick lengths and muscled bodies, soft muzzles and quivering nostrils betraying the nuances of their anthro species. They are hot and ready to go, even if some of the lads in this collection are not "out" yet, but sometimes love can be kept closer for a little while longer.
Not everything has to be out in the open, after all, not when stallions are getting to know each other, out on the range, safe at home, opening their vulnerabilities while they cry out in pleasure.
Note: this is a collection of five gay anthro stallion mini stories, each roughly 1000 words in length.
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Stallion Studs Only
Collection of gay mini stories
Thank you for reading! This is a preview for a collection of mini stories, each 1000 words in length, featuring gay anthro stallions, and is available, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commiss.io!
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1089899
Commiss.io: https://commiss.io/listings/oQ66
Contents
Equine First Times
"Oh..."
Fabian whimpered, the slender stallion still growing into himself, an adult but still feeling very much as if he was growing into himself in his first year of college. There was so much different there, to his old home life, the high school he'd gone to, but the cremello equine with a silky, thin, flowing mane and tail, could not have wanted anything else at all, considering that it was there that he had met Veron.
Veron... Oh, he was lovely, so sweet, so caring, the kind of stallion that didn't care who said what when they were walking along, paw in paw, even through the university. There were still some in the world that didn't like their kind of relationships, but Veron did not care, his forelock a little wild, the rest of him a little fuzzy, as if he had not groomed himself properly, lending an air of the untamed to his entire form and figure.
He had a dark, liver chestnut coat, his mane and tail a little darker, though nearly the same shade, the rich brown coming with fewer red hairs than the bright chestnuts that paraded about. Stallions were all well and good, but everyone knew that most of them were far too interested in what lay between their legs to be counted good for much else, stereotypes persisting even though some tried not to make it be so. When so much was laid out for them to take for their own, it was difficult indeed to not become a stereotype too.
But Veron was different, chuckling as he stroked his partner's cock, showing him something new, though they had masturbated together before, even given each other oral. It was not about rushing his beautiful cremello boyfriend, however, but in taking it slow, waiting for him to be ready, panting, whimpering, begging for it. It was the keenest point of readiness that could ever be as Fabian hugged the pillow to his narrower chest, something that Veron was, ever so slightly, jealous of. He could not hide his tiny bit of a gut, a rough and tumble native horse type with less shape and definition than his partner, who was a year younger than him.
"Oh... Yes..."
Fabian, however, could not resist, his eyes meeting Veron's desperately, though the liver chestnut stallion nickered, head jerking up a notch. Was he serious?
"I..." Fabian grunted, struggling to get the words out, blushing heavily. "I want... I want to do it, Verry, please... I'm ready..."
"Are you?"
Veron teased him, suckling on the tip of his cock, Fabian stretched out across the bed, huffing and puffing, grunting and twisting.
"Yes... Ohhh... Oh, that feels so good, your mouth... Yes..."
He longed for it and he wanted it even more as a nude Veron joined him on the bed, kissing his shoulders, the back of his neck, tenderly brushing his mane out of the way. A hot length of horse-cock insistently pressed up to Fabian's virgin buttocks, his hole untainted by any shaft as yet, though that was soon to change, the pale horse's need growing and growing, impossible to hold back.
But he didn't have to hold back, soon to be a virgin no more, though it had been right for him to wait for the right one too. Veron soothed him, nickering and whispering to him, his heart lifting even as he positioned his cock at Fabian's tail hole. He did not push in, slowly, until the cream stallion relaxed, though it was tight, so very tight, enough to make him snort heavily.
"Oh, god, Fabian..." He hissed through his teeth, tucking his nose down against Fabian's shoulder blades as he spooned him, slipping inside for the first time. "You're so hot..."
But Fabian didn't have the words for his partner as pleasure overcame him, snorting and nickering, making all kinds of noises that his housemates would have something to say about in the morning. The cute little thing just didn't know how loud he was being, but that was not part of anything to worry about, not as he tried to flag his tail up even higher against the stallion behind him, letting Veron lift his leg, going deeper and deeper.
He couldn't bear it, but not at all in the way that he needed a break, oh no, not at all, needing it all, his cock aching, throbbing, balls feeling as if they were about to burst - but in a good way. So many sensations accosted the no longer virgin equine from all sides that he didn't know where to look, what to do, panting, heaving, his narrow chest shuddering for breath.
His cock drooled thickly, more and more pre-cum to the point that he thought he might have climaxed, but Veron was there to take care of him too, closing as much of his paw around Fabian's cock as he could, stroking it in time, roughly, with the long, smooth pumps of his shaft. He had to please him, for he would never have, not even the once, considered setting Fabian's pleasure aside, not when the stallion had been the one to open his eyes, to bring so much more pleasure to his life.
Yet Fabian could not hold back, his cock aching, his body tingling, so much crashing in upon him that that familiar rush of a high swept him up before he had a chance to blink. One moment he was panting, his backside stretched further than it had ever been before, and the next he was climaxing, nickering and thrusting, spending a load so big that he hardly believed that it came from his body, over the bed in a splashing, wet mess.
Veron held him tight through his grunting groans, holding him close, holding him tight, whispering to him, though he shared a cheeky whinny or two with Fabian. It was right, his tail hole squeezing so fervently around Veron's cock that it made his head spin, showing him something new too, even if the "top" stallion had not been a virgin before that night. But it was something different for him too, not climaxing yet, allowing Fabian to squeeze down on him as much as he wanted, to ride out his high.
When the pale stallion came around, whimpering, arching back, Veron's lips quirked up in a grin, lipping softly at his mane.
"Now, it's my turn..."
Fabian shivered, his anal ring sore, but not done yet. He could do it. He didn't want his partner to ease out yet.
"Do it, Veron..."
The stallion kissed the back of his neck.
They were right where they needed to be.
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Thank you for reading! This is a preview for a collection of mini stories, each 1000 words in length, featuring gay anthro stallions, and is available, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commiss.io!
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1089899
Commiss.io: https://commiss.io/listings/oQ66
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Lust Between Mustang Stallions
"Carter... Damn..."
The black and white paint mustang leaned back against the tree, the stallion snorting and whuffling softly as his partner, though no one knew that they were together, took the length of his throbbing hard-on deep into his muzzle. Carter gulped it down as if it was the finest treat in the world, the dun stallion trembling, his own cock freed from his jeans, though he had not bothered to disrobe. Out there, under the tree at the edge of the plains, looking for cows that had gone astray from the herd, there was no one to bother either of them.
Trey, however, needed more, pushing his head down further, hacking and gulping deliriously around him, the heat of the day staved off, only a little, under the shady tree. All he could think of, all he could see, was the cock before him, his lips nuzzling tenderly over Trey's sheath. He wanted it all, letting it slide into the back of his throat, muscles twitching even though he did not have a gag reflex there. That was a common misconception when it came to horses in that people thought that they shouldn't react at all to something pushing into their throats, but there was still a feeling of something invading there, something that they had to think about to push through. That it didn't block off their ability to breathe, however, was a bonus.
He grunted as he took that cock down, swallowing hard around the tip as it already threatened for flare. But lust between mustang stallions out on the range could be as hard and as randy as they could possibly have liked it to be, bodies shifting together, grunting and groaning. They didn't have to hide who they were, though they wanted to be sure they were what they wanted, long-term, nervous about being out more openly. Who wasn't in that day and age? Oh, but the escape from reality, into a better one that was shared between them and only them - that was what Trey and Carter lusted for.
Trey's fingers curled lustfully through Carter's mane, stroking and teasing, but the passion was there, mounting, drawing his partner up, even though he loathed dragging the dun away from his cock. Their lips met in a clumsy, wet, sloppy kiss, tongues tangling, fleshy and pushing up against one another, deepening it further any chance at all that they were able to. All for them, only for them, the heat sweeping away as their skin prickled, darkening patches on their coats with sweat. Wearing clothes, however, for such an activity, probably wasn't the smartest of ideas.
But that was fine as they kissed, Carter's legs parting, though he could barely get his jeans down far enough to expose his arse. It was not the most comfortable position, but having his jeans tight between the point at which his thighs narrowed and his knees made him sit heavily into Trey's lap, at the whim of the other stallion. Only with Trey's help and strong, masculine paws could he be lifted, the tip of that throbbing shaft that had only been inside his mouth a moment ago pressing to the pucker of his tail hole.
Head tipping back, Trey's lips and teeth at his throat, Carter groaned.
"Ohhh..."
Inside, slowly but surely. Inch after inch disappeared, stretching him out, spreading the ring of his tail hole wide as he groaned, taking it all, taking it deep, his mind swirling. All he could lock onto was the sensation of it, how tight the stretch was, how it felt to be pushed wider and wider, grunting thickly, no one there to see. His hooves ended up somewhere back on either side of Trey's backside, one scraping the tree, yet that tiny sound was not enough to stop him as Trey slowly rocked his hips, letting the natural shift of their bodies coming together be more than enough.
It was not an easy position to thrust in, Trey kissing Carter more tenderly than he ever had before, paw closing around his cock, pumping the length, teasing him, letting him squeeze and tighten down around his cock in response to the impromptu paw job. Sex, after all, did not always have to remain in one area and one area alone, letting them experience different things, things all wrapped up together, sensations colliding. Together, they could make something new, sharing hot puffs of breath, air washing over each other's faces, ears twitching back and forth, back and forth.
"Unff..."
Carter struggled, lips opening and closing as only a whicker came out.
"You're going to make me cum quick...if you keep doing that."
But that was every bit the plan as Trey dropped a cheeky kiss on his nose, cock throbbing within Carter's tail hole, every twitch of the other mustang's body driving him closer and closer to orgasm. He didn't even need to thrust to get there as, slowly but surely, he pumped his partner ever closer to his high.
It came quickly, a rush of pleasure heating through as if his veins had been filled with molten fire, though his stallion-like whinny cut through the air as Trey's cock erupted. He lost control, stroking Carter's shaft quicker than before, more pressure squeezing around, but he couldn't help himself, finding his hooves in the grass, digging down, thrusting up and up shortly and sharply for their mutual pleasure. But he would not have stopped the unloading of his thick load of cum into the dun stallion's backside, Carter's tail quivering, flicking up, exposing all that he had to give.
"Unff... Fuck!"
Carter was not to hold off either, stroked to completion, the feel of a hot, slick load squirting up under his tail too much to bear, slickening the path of Trey's cock even as he painted the other stallion's lower abdomen with his cream. They had forgotten that they were still mostly clothed as he climaxed, making more of a mess than he may have without, long ropes of seeding spurting forth, as if he was being milked, that shaft crammed resolutely over his prostate with no hint of letting up.
Slowly but surely, the two of them came down from their high, puffing softly, eyes alight, quivering in the afterglow. Gentle words were shared between them, but they were not for anyone else to know, closer than they had ever been and one step closer to being out and proud. Things like that did not have to come overnight, after all, but slowly, bringing them together, paw in paw, to the life that they truly wanted for themselves.
For the time being, they had each other, the last spurts of seed pouring into Carter's backside, cum drooling down the dark length of the dun stallion's dick.
Softening lust out on the range was all the mustangs had ever wanted.
And so it was.
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Thank you for reading! This is a preview for a collection of mini stories, each 1000 words in length, featuring gay anthro stallions, and is available, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commiss.io!
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1089899
Commiss.io: https://commiss.io/listings/oQ66
Thank you for reading!
If you enjoyed this story, please take a look at my website, where similar stories are listed by kink!
https://alismitsy.wordpress.com/
All new releases will be announced via my Twitter account!
@alismitsy
I am also available for custom stories, tailored to your preferred nuances and characters. Please e-mail the following address for further information.
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Kristian lets his adult stallion son, Ty, stay with him after he's fallen on hard times, just while he gets back on his hooves. But his world changes as his son stays there, turning his mind to dirtier, more sordid things than ever, though there is no one else in the picture with either Kristian or Ty that could call halt to such lust. Well, aside from the fact that the stallion anthros are father and son.
But he sneaks looks, trying to turn his mind to other, far less sexy things than his son's muscled body, the body that he had, back when he'd been in his twenties. Ty is the better version of his younger self and he lusts for him more and more, pushing on, though he knows he only has to hold out until Ty finds a job and a new place to stay. Simple, right?
Ah, but one fateful night brings them closer together for every, Kristian sneaking a glimpse of his son masturbating through the cracked door. Caught in the act, there's no going back as his son takes control, the two of them exploring just what may be possible as Kristian nickers and submits to his sexy stud son.
Note: this story contains consensual incest between adult anthro stallion characters (furries).
Brother Stallions in Lust: Sweetening Taboo Romance
Love begins in the strangest of ways. It can begin with a look, a touch, a kiss, a moment, or even something more. Every moment is right, however, in its own way, even between brother anthro stallions.
It started lightly, a moment that wound itself into a kiss, hearts pounding. They never thought that they would come together in that manner, though they both knew they preferred males, but Mack and Saul were, perhaps, two stallions who were simply meant to be together.
His older brother took a gap year, but Mack wasn't sure what to do, whether to follow in his steps or find his own path before university - even jumping straight into it. He's a young stallion on the cusp of change, an adult looking for more in life, yet what grows between him and his brother, warmly and lovingly, is to be cherished, within their taboo relationship and beyond.
Author's note: this story contains consensual incest between brother anthro stallions, all characters being adults and clearly written as such.
Stallion Romance: Mounted by My Herd-Mate
I'd always watched Dominic, the stud flowing with a long, wafting mane and tail that could make anyone weak at the knees. In our herd, we kept ourselves to ourselves, away from those who could disturb us, though that did not make us any less intelligent than the kind of horses that walked on two legs or anthros in the world. Some called us anthros in non-anthro bodies and that could be an accurate description, considering the lust that stirred in my heart each and every time I laid eyes on the alpha male.
We trusted him to lead but all I wanted to do was to bend the knee to him, to feel what it was to take him into me, to feel his power over my back. I lusted for it, one male to another, and there was no way to evade my time when the sweet stud, finally, came for me in the tease of twilight.
Life, for me, would never be the same again.
Author's note: contains gay intercourse between intelligent "non-anthro" stallions that are consenting explicitly and verbally to sexual activity.
First Time for Stallions: Even Unicorns can be Virgins
Olwen and Gwyn are two unicorns but they are not of the pure of heart. Life is to be lived and love is to be taken - and, really, just where did the thing about unicorns being virgins come from anyway? They did not have to remain pure forever, not when there was so much pleasure in the world to be taken.
And they need one another, gentle submission teasing through softly and lovingly, tails winding together, passion rising. Their male lusts are there to be spent and there's a stretch and a cry to be had beside the waterfall.
No one will hear their cries, nor interrupt their tryst.
Just as the two unicorn stallions want it to be.
Servicing the Stallions: Lusting for Anthro Studs
There's nothing better than submission to one particular tiger but Tanner knows that all he truly wants to be is on his knees. He doesn't need to stand up to anyone when he has a shaft presented to his lips, kinky leanings rising up as he lusts simply to have every last one of his needs sated.
The stallion anthros, however, want him and him alone to satisfy them and they're not about to let their little tiger pet go too quickly. It's not up to Tanner when he gets to stop as they use him over and over again...
He's in for a long night!