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The fluorescent lights flickered on, buzzing dimly, and illuminating the small stable. It was appropriate, given that it was on a small farm; nothing larger was needed.

Jack walked down the aisle in the center, past several empty stalls, before coming to a large enclosure at the far end, custom build to provide plenty of space for his one horse: Max.

The midnight stallion huffed, lifting his head from his oat trough and looking over to Jack with intelligent blue eyes.

“Hey there, big boy.” The human murmured, resting a hand on the horse’s nose. “It’s plowin’ day for us. Ready to get all harnessed up?” An excited huff and eager whinny answered him, and Jack grinned. “That’s what I thought.” He opened the gate and stepped into the stall, chuckling as Max greeted him with a friendly lick on his cheek. “Alright boy, alright.”

He walked over to the harness rack and began taking down everything he would need and setting it on the adjacent table: Collar, bit, belly band, quarter strap, and countless other individual bits that went together into the harness.

He heard an impatient snort behind him and looked over his shoulder with an expression of mock confusion. “What is it, boy? Am I forgetting something?”

Max swung his head to stare silently at a locked white cupboard on the floor. After a long moment, he turned back to look at Jack, who was grinning uncontrollably.

“Oooh, right, I’d totally forgotten!” He smacked his forehead with his palm, and Max grunted irritably, obviously not buying that. Chuckling playfully, Jack walked over to the cabinet and knelt down, fishing a set of keys out of his pocket and working through them until he found the right one, fitting it into the lock and swinging the doors open to reveal a set of four massive black dildos, the smallest ten inches long and the largest at twenty.

Another impatient huff from behind him. “I know, boy.” Jack reached into the cabinet, pausing for a moment as he decided to tease his companion again. “Hmmm… It’s been a few days; you might be out of practice. Maybe we should start small?” He reached towards the shortest toy, and the reply came as another impatient huff, along with a hoof scraping against the floor irritably.

“Alright, alright. I was just jokin’.” He reached for the largest phallus, gently squeezing the length of smooth silicone. Setting it down on the table, he picked up some bits of the harness and began stringing them together, his slim fingers slipping loops and pins together to assemble the disparate elements into a cohesive set, before slipping them onto the horse, gradually assembling the harness.

There was another impatient whinny, and Max gave his master a long-suffering look.

“I know, big guy, I know.” The human soothed, continuing to put together the harness. “Just a little longer, okay; and we’ll get it in ya.”

The horse suitably soothed, Jack finished up with the harness as quickly as possible, hearing another impatient whiny as he affixed the last buckle. “Alright, calm down, I can do it now.”

Walking back over to the table, he pulled open a drawer and withdrew a pump bottle and a box of latex gloves. There was a whine behind him, and Jack smiled as he pulled a pair of gloves out of the box and snapped them on, the rubber stretching tight over his hands. After pumping a generous dollop of lubricant onto on of his hands, he turned to face Max, who had already turned away from him in anticipation, showing off his supple rump.

“Good boy…” The young man cooed, using his unlubed hand to take hold of the horse’s tail by the base and lift it, gently nudging it to the side to expose the stallion’s anus, the donut of black, puffy flesh winking eagerly at him.

“Bet you’re glad I gave you that enema last night, huh?” Jack asked, reaching up and starting to gently slather the lube over that beautiful pucker. “If I hadn’t we’d be stuck doing that instead of fixing you up right now.”

The horse made a noise that sounded like “Hmmph”, and Jack couldn’t stop himself from grinning in amusement.

Placing a finger over Max’s hole, he applied just a hint of pressure, humming in approval as his gloved digit easily sunk inside.

Max huffed, stepped back to try and push more of that digit into himself.

“Hey now, calm down, boy, or I won’t put anything else in there all day.”

Max quieted and stilled, cowed by the threat.

“Good boy.” Another finger worked through the clamping ring and into those warm, soft depths. He’d been training Max since he was a foal, and they’d worked through the entire collection of dildos, gradually opening up the horse to the point he could take just about everything that was offered, and Jack couldn’t help but feel pride as he worked more fingers and then his entire hand into his friend’s rear entrance, making sure the entire ring and the flesh within was well lubricated, sighing happily as Max tensed his sphincter around the man’s gloved wrist, letting him know how much he was enjoying this.

And he wasn’t the only one; the young man himself was rock-hard in his overalls, although he was disciplined enough to not let it distract him.

It felt all too soon when Jack finished, pulled out his hand and stripping off the glove, noting with satisfaction that it was still clean; the enema had done its job. Discarding the used one, he pulled a fresh glove from the box and put it on, going back to the pump bottle for another load of lube. This time he applied it to the dildo, giving the toy a very thorough handjob and making absolutely sure that every bit of it was smeared with the jelly-like substance; the last thing in the world he wanted was for Max to feel any discomfort.

When he was satisfied with his work, he picked up the dildo and approached Max again, the horse swinging his head to the side to eye the man impatiently.

Jack help up the dildo, twenty inches of lubricated black silicon, where his friend could see it. “Alright, here we go, big guy. Tail up.”

Max did as instructed, his eye still locked on the toy as he did his best to raise his silky black tail and move it aside, with Jack brushing it just a bit further out of the way to help.

With that, he held up the toy and pressed the head against that shiny black pucker. Applying more pressure as the fleshy donut bloomed around it and accepted the head inside.

Max whinnied quietly, his eyes rolling back as the toy continued to be pushed into him, sliding against his inner walls as it was pushed into his rectum.

Jack didn’t look, but he knew for a fact that the equine’s cock was at full mast, probably dripping on the floor, too. The thought of his friend in such pleasure made him smile, and he continued to push, sliding the phallus deeper into the excited animal, watching voyeuristically as the silicone expanse slid smoothly past that eager pucker, until finally the flared base was pressed flush against Max’s taint.

The horse shifted his hinds a bit, working the toy into a comfortable position, before looking back again and huffing gratefully.

“No problem, big guy. Now, let’s get you out in the field.” Taking a hold of Max’s bridle, Jack led him out of the stables and to the field, where a plow was waiting. Hooking up the harness, he took up position behind the plow and took the handles firmly in his hands, before whistling to Max.

The horse began to walk, his powerful muscles straining under his flesh as he hauled the hunk of equipment forward. His hips moved with each step, and the muscles in his ass churned and flexed around the thick phallus holding him open, providing a wonderful show for Jack. The dildo being the same color as the horse’s fur added a layer of discretion to the arrangement; would anyone look, all they would see was a black draft horse and nothing else.

They worked the field until sunset, Jack dutifully staying by Max’s side for as long as he could, only taking short breaks for water and lunch. His cock strained against the fabric of his overalls, but he soldiered through it; if Max was horny and toughing it out, he could do the same. When they were finally finished, he unhooked his friend from the plow and let him back to his stall in the stables.

“That was a fun day out, wasn’t it?” Jack cooed, gently sliding a hand along Max’s side as the other started to undo the buckles of the harness.

The horse whinnied in agreement, then turned his head to look at a bucket in the corner.

“Do you think you’ve been productive enough to earn a milking today?” The human asked, teasing the animal. He undoubtedly had, but the human still liked to play keep-away.

Max huffed and pawed at the floor, as if to say “Of course I have!”

“Okay, big boy, you win. Just wait for me to get the harness off and we’ll get you taken care of…” He hummed softly as he worked, making sure each length of leather was still sound before hanging it back on the rack.

It took a good twenty minutes, but when he was done, he pulled a pair of fresh gloves from the box and the bottle of lube from the counter, grabbed the bucket from the corner, slid it underneath Max, and scooted up a short stool to sit on. From that perspective he could see the stallion’s dribbling erection, the pink and black molted flesh standing proud and firm from his groin, where two testicles the size of cantaloupes hung obscenely.

“I bet you’re nice and pent up, huh?” Jack teased, running a hand over one of the orbs, feeling the over-full testicle within straining against the flesh of the stallion’s sack.

Max whinnied impatiently and flexed his penis, making it slap against his belly, as if to say “Hurry up and get to the good stuff already!”

“Okay, okay, no need to get pushy.” Jack smirked as he pulled on the gloves, letting them snap loudly over his wrists. He squirting a generous helping of lubricant onto his hands, and then took a gentle hold of Max’s shaft, rubbing the cool, slick gel along its length and making sure to keep it positioned over the bucket.

Max huffed again, a squirt of precum splattering into the pail as he relaxed and let Jack do his thing. This was his favorite part of their relationship, the part that felt most intimate and loving. When he was putty in the human’s skilled hands, letting him work his length until he exploded into the bucket underneath.

Jack finished spreading the lube over Max’s cock, and then closed his hands around it, one hand at the base, and the other at the medial ring. Giving the flesh a firm squeeze, he started to slide his hands along the molted length of horsecock, making it feel to the stallion as though he was fucking two holes at one.

Max made a noise that could only be described as a groan, his cock spurting another, larger stream of precum into the bucket.

Jack smiled. “Good boy, that’s it…” He started to alternate between stroking and squeezing his companion’s cock, gradually working more and more precum out of him. He kept teasing him, gradually building up his pace as time went on, until precum dribbled out of it in a steady stream.

Max huffed and grunted up above, shifting a little on tremulous hooves, obviously eager for the finale.

And Jack was all too happy to oblige. He sped up, chuckling at how Max could barely contain himself from bucking into his gloved hands. Applying pressure with his fingers, he jacked the horse off with quick strokes, working him up to his climax.

The horse whinnied loudly as he came, rope after rope of semen splattering into the bucket underneath him, the first jet almost knocking it over. He huffed and panted as he rode out his orgasm, trying to keep still to allow Jack to continue working his cock, making sure he extracted every last drop of cum from those pulsing, roiling testicles.

When at last the flow came to a dribbling, dripping end, Jack retrieved a fresh pair of gloves along with some wipes and carefully cleaned off Max’s softening member, making sure it was completely clean before allowing it to retract into its sheath. Standing up and going behind his companion, he worked a finger between the rim of the dildo and Max’s taint, gently pulling them apart until he could get his other fingers around it and pull it out of the horse’s anus.

But even here he was slow and teasing, sliding the length free inch by inch, allowing his friend to feel every little bit of it leaving him, knowing that the big guy would feel empty without it. When at last the head popped free of the fleshy star of the stallion’s asshole, Jack watched with approval as it gaped obscenely; it would gradually shrink back to its normal size, but for now it was loose and pouty, just like Jack liked it.

He quickly cleaned off the toy and put it away, before stripping off his gloves and fishing his phone out of his pocket, using one hand to hold Max’s tail out of the way as he snapped a couple pictures of that gaping pucker.

“Good boy.” He murmured, slipping the phone back into his pocket as he walked around the Max’s front, giving him a gently kiss on top of his muzzle. “Love you, boy.”

Max huffed, pressing his head against Jack’s affectionately.

The human scratched his chin playfully, before picking up the pail of semen and dumping it out into a nearby work sink, washing it away with a few jets of water. “Alright, I’m gonna go turn in for the night.” He headed for the door, looking back over his shoulder with a playful grin. “Don’t worry; tomorrow will be just as busy as today.”

Jack turned his head back forward, smiling as he heard Max’s excited whinny.