Brother Stallions at the Beach: Incest Erotica Mini Collection (erotic eBook teaser)
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Brothers at the beach is one thing, but what about kinky stallion studs that want to get it on too? That they are family isn't going to affect these brothers in the slightest, all adults and lustful, wanting to feel a bit more pleasure than the mere sun and sea on their glistening coats.
Shafts harden, lusts rise: there's nowhere else for it to go in the summer of passion. They need one another, regardless of how their relationships have been in the past, coming together in risky and private lust, in this collection of five mini stories.
Note: this collection is of five mini stories featuring consensual incest between adult anthro stallion characters, roughly 1000 words each in length.
Thank you for reading! This collection of five mini stories features anthro stallion incest (consensual) and is available to purchase worldwide via Smashwords and Commiss.io!
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1092702
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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/
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I am also available for custom stories, tailored to your preferred nuances and characters. Please e-mail the following address for further information.
Brother Stallions at the Beach
Incest Erotica Mini Collection
This collection of five mini stories contains consensual incest between brothers, adult characters, that are equine or stallion anthros. All erotic activity here is consensual, fictional, fantasy and intended to be taken as such.
Thank you for reading! This collection of five mini stories features anthro stallion incest (consensual) and is available to purchase worldwide via Smashwords and Commiss.io!
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1092702
Commiss.io: https://commiss.io/listings/jJ0q
Contents
Brothers at the Beach
Sand pressing up into bare hooves. Lips brushing in the passion of warm summer nights. Tails flowing together, hair tangling sweetly in the light of the moon. There were many things that lustful, kinky equines may have liked to look for on holiday, but brothers grinding their cocks together, well...that perhaps was not the most usual of them.
It was what worked for Parker and Slater though, the palomino stallions a stand-out, all in such a way with their long, flowing, white manes and tails, that everyone knew they were related. That was why they had to hide the true nature of their relationship, why they were together, though most that saw them around, even down on the south coast of the UK, assumed that they were just really close. The palomino stallions, however, were closer than anyone ever realised.
"Unff... Yeah... So fucking good..."
Long, slow, passionate sex was the best sex of all, taken in a secluded cove in the maw of a cave where smugglers may have once hidden, landing under the cover of darkness. The related stallion anthros had a similar dark feat to hide there, Parker on all fours, grunting and groaning, the silken shimmering white of his tail flagged and pushed off to the side, all to make sure that his brother had the best access possible to the pucker of his tail hole. That very pucker, of course, was strained wide at that very moment around a hot length of stallion cock that lusted only to plough deeper and deeper, to "force" his brother to take every inch that he always did, far up past the medial ring.
Sand packed down under Parker's knees and paws as he grunted and huffed, nostrils flared, his body hot despite the relative cool of the summer evening. Lightly built, his brother was a little bigger and burlier, with a little bit of a thicker gut to him, though Parker loved that part of Slater all the more. The golden stallion thrust and thrust, not saying a word, though the goofy grin on his lips as he took his stud brother with long, deep, claiming strokes, using every inch of his cock, said more than words out loud ever could.
They rocked their hips together, Parker's nose dipping submissively in a flutter of nostrils, the pink of his nose lightly burned after not applying enough sun cream during the day. It was a small pain and a small ache, however, the kind of ache that he would gladly set aside just to feel how blisteringly wide his anal ring would be spread around his brother's fuck stick, driving into him deeper and deeper, harder and faster, bringing up the lust with each and every one of his strokes.
There was nothing to be set aside at a moment like that, Slater dominating easily, but lovingly. For the depth of his feelings towards his brother were ones that would have been more akin to what a lover would feel, even if they knew "they weren't supposed to" love each other as they did. Sometimes, life and love had other things in mind and they just had to go along with it, as was the way.
The waves crashed softly on the shore, rolling with the ebb and pull of the tide, on the edge of going out again, leaving tide marks on the wet sand. Tucked into the entrance to the cave, water dripping down the walls in a wet trickle, they were safe and protected, ears pricked and turning in case anyone else did show up, though it was unlikely that they would be rumbled on holiday. It was a time of heated passion, lusts twisting and turning together, and they would not have had it any other way than to spend such intimate time together. For once, out there, they were at complete liberty to do so.
Slater's thrusts sped up, the smack of his hips on Parker's arse echoing through the darkness of the cave, forcing grunt after grunt from his lips. But he was there and set to bear it as his body responded, his pink shaft throbbing while he took a mottled one deep up into his arse. With the two of them looking so alike, their cocks were one way to tell them apart, though it was not as if they displayed that fact to just everyone and everybody.
No... Some things were just for them, their little secret to keep and lust to hold, moaning and whimpering, Slater bowing his head gracefully, showing the thick arch of his neck and crest, as he filled his brother. Harder and faster, there was no holding back as lust encouraged them on, his cock filling Parker's arse completely with every stroke, stretching him out perfectly, a slick coat of lube helping him along.
Yet it was Parker who climaxed first with his brother slamming deeply up into his rump, Slater's paw closing around his cock at just the right moment, that extra touch of sensation as his prostate was teased so wonderfully sending him spiralling. He could not be quiet, that would have been too much, but he could whinny and nicker and buck like a wild bronc (they might have been watching too many cowboy movies lately) as she sent thick spurts of stallion cream into the sand.
That would seep away, in time, as if it had never been, but his brother's load would go right where it belonged, the only suitable hole for it as Parker grunted, taking harder and more driving strokes with the passing of every second. His anal ring was forced to open around the thickest part of Slater's cock as his brother's sheath pushed back incrementally, giving all that he possibly could as the heat of their lust seared through his veins.
Slater's full-throated whinny of climax, however, would always be music to his brother's ears as he sent sloshing spurt after spurt of virile cream into his brother's arse, thumb pressed up under Parker's dock as if he thought that, in some way, he had to have him keep his tail up. Parker was not about to clamp down when he was taking such a load, however, need warming him through, grinding back, his own shaft half-hard, evidence of his orgasm painting the sand beneath him.
As his brother spent himself, yet again, into his tight tail hole, a smile graced Parker's lips, head lowered, though his ears were pointed back to his brother, attentively listening, as he always did.
There was no better way to spend a holiday than with his brother balls-deep in his arse!
Thank you for reading! This collection of five mini stories features anthro stallion incest (consensual) and is available to purchase worldwide via Smashwords and Commiss.io!
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1092702
Commiss.io: https://commiss.io/listings/jJ0q
Dominated by His "Little" Brother
"Get it all down there..."
In the changing shack at the beach, beachgoers passing by only a few feet from the canvas walls, Vance smirked, forcing his dick down his brother stallion's very willing through. Larsen moaned around him, a grey stallion with a light coat that was speckled with tiny dots of black, grey and, occasionally, brown, his paws on his brother's thighs, begging for more, wanting more, hips rocking, thrusting. His pink shaft throbbed out and ready, even though he would probably not get to use it. That was the thing about submitting to his brother, not very often getting off even though he got everything that he could ever have wanted otherwise.
Sometimes, that was the trade that one made for such fun.
Larsen's eyes half-closed, though he already knew what the godlike image of his studly, thickly muscled brother was in his head. He was a golden-brown bay stallion with a richly shining coat who turned all the ladies heads even though he was more into blokes, swinging both ways - did that stuff even matter anymore? He liked who he liked and Larsen's heart knew that he liked him the best of all. That was why he'd been dragged off to the changing shack when Vance had gotten a number off a cute twink of a feline with a swish to his tail, the cat not having been wearing much besides a pair of too-tight speedos. If speedos could ever be said to be too tight, that was...
"Yeah... Fuck, your mouth is good..."
Vance didn't just take his mouth though, pulling at the corner of Larsen's lips as he forced the gagging stallion to take his dick even down into his throat, a light bulge showing there. Gagging was merely an instinct though, some discomfort present even while there was no actual gag reflex to be had. He could still breathe shortly and sharply through his nostrils, laughter, music and other sounds of the busy beach filtering through, though no one could possibly know what was happening in there.
Even if no one on holiday down in Cornwall, the sunny south coast of England, knew that they were brothers...they had to keep things on the downlow. They had to keep things quiet, Larsen struggling, eyes streaming merely from the strain of keeping quiet while he gulped down every inch of stallion dick that his brother fed him.
There was nothing like it, desperately pushing his tongue up to the underside, adoring his brother's muscles with his eyes and paws, wherever they could be reached, grunting, groaning, need rising more and more, throbbing up thick and fast. His balls may have ached and churned, not getting off once since jetting off with his brother, but that was the way he wanted it to be, constantly kept in a state of need and wantonness unlike anything else.
"Yes... Fuck... Damn it, Larsen..."
His dick throbbed deliciously within that muzzle, though Vance was not so enduring that he wouldn't take a chance to get off in lieu of stamina. And that was how Larsen found himself bent over, nose shoved into a corner of the canvas tent, snorting and heaving, blowing hard as his brother knelt behind him. Inch after inch of thick horse cock bored into his anal ring without any lubrication, worming its way deeper and deeper, for they did not need much when his brother was willing to take it slow - at least to get his cock in there.
After that, it was long, deep, overpowering strokes, the kind of strokes that made Larsen weak at the knees. For that matter, it was just as well that he was down and whimpering on the floor of the shack, not at risk of taking a tumbling, his need quaking, cock out and hard, drooling pre-cum. It was not as big a dick as his brother's, and Vance often reminded him of that, but it was just as hard, throbbing and twitching, the flow of blood to his dick and the flex of muscles in his lower abdomen rendering him needier than ever.
It was not up to him whether he climaxed or not, but sometimes it could happen purely by accident, his brother's hips slapping his arse with every thrust. Larsen needed it, biting into a beach towel to quiet himself, for his brother's grunts were already worrisome enough, the risk of getting caught bringing a further flare of arousal to him. Oh, yes, oh, yes, that was what he needed, to feel like there was always something at risk, something that could rip all their privacy away, everything he held there so previous, his cock hard and dripping thickly.
Vance snorted heavily, ears twitching as he too struggled to be quiet, but it was the more dominant little brother who had to clamp his paw over Larsen's nostrils to stop him shrilling out the highest pitched whinny that either of them had ever heard. It was not enough to silence his older brother completely, but it was just enough to make sure that they got by without any trouble coming to them, his cock throbbing, thrusting deep, ploughing boldly over the edge himself. He snorted and grunted, rolling his head back, ropes of seed flooding his older brother's tail hole while he thrust and ground, driving deep, barely pulling back before thrusting again. The stallion shuddered. It felt too damn good to draw out for any length of time.
He thrust and thrust, enjoying the spoils of Larsen's tail hole through the pound of orgasm, need tingling through him. He thrust rampantly, caring for his brother's pleasure but not enough to jack him off himself, wickedly letting Larsen spend himself without even the use of his paws, his orgasm wasted as it spattered heatedly into the sand. They'd kick sand over it before leaving, the gritty grains helping conceal what had been a furtive liaison, if not their only one of the day.
For there would be more still for the studs, the stallions that wanted one another, over and over again, the heat of their bodies coming together more frequently than ever out on holiday. They needed it and why should they not have what they wanted, even if others said that it was wrong for family to fuck? Larsen snorted, his nose dipped, touched with damp sand that clung to the fine hairs and whiskers of his nose. How could it possibly be wrong when every inch of his brother's cock felt so damn fucking good?
He'd submit to his little brother any day, but to start the day like that...well... Larsen smirked faintly, hide quivering.
That made it a very good day indeed!
Thank you for reading! This collection of five mini stories features anthro stallion incest (consensual) and is available to purchase worldwide via Smashwords and Commiss.io!
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1092702
Commiss.io: https://commiss.io/listings/jJ0q
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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