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Eli was a bit nervous as he stepped onto the grounds of the Ranch, his new place of employment. Despite the nerves that still lingered within him, Eli continued to approach the large building. Unlike what its name would lead one to believe, the Ranch had the appearance of most buildings along the outside.

But upon stepping inside, a gasp came from Eli. Before him were many anthros, casually walking about, some even lacking clothes. He took notice of most of them being species typically being found on farms and actual ranches. Horses, pigs, sheep, and even rarer anthros such as bulls and even alpacas were looking rather comfortable as they were being led and escorted to their proper places.

As he watched, Eli could get that a few of them signed up for pampering. That was one of the positions they had available, but he was convinced to take the position of “ranch hand” by one of his friends. It was him who sold the idea of joining the ranch, convincing him that it would land him a job and “wind down his nerves by getting him closer to his roots.”

Taking another deep breath, Eli kept his eyes forward and made his way to the back rooms to put on his uniform. They had met the day before during his interview and to his surprise, the man hardly looked at it. Instead he just asked Eli some questions. He decided it was best to be honest, hoping that the other man took his word for it.

Midway through the interview, Eli’s eyes wandered and he got a look at a bull being escorted by a fellow human, standing tall, broad, and in the nude without any shame, even as he walked by other males and female anthros.

Eli was quick to turn around and explain what he saw, but his interviewer assured him that it was all part of the “authentic experience.”

“Here at the ranch, we provide the service of catering to those anthros who wish to get closer to their feral counterparts. And I think you are just the kind of man we’re looking for. Can you start tomorrow?”

And just like that, Eli had gotten the job. He was an employee of the Ranch now, soon even dressed up in the getup that the other employees wore.

After getting all setup, he was given his first client, whom he met upon walking in. Meeting him was a tall and slightly muscled horse. His fur was a solid gold and his mane was the casual wild style, a black crop that lay past his shoulders.

“Y-yeah, today’s my first day here. But my friends told me all about this place. Though it was time I finally tried it out…” the horse said. Despite him being taller and stronger looking than Eli himself, the horse seemed just as nervous as he was. Something about that eased the human’s worries…

Eli was given the standard shift to ease him into the goings of the Ranch. But he was aware that there was a ‘premium service,’ offering more amorous and even blatantly explicit services. Those were done within the back of the Ranch, somewhere off in private where those wishing to be ‘tended to’ could be so total privacy.

Instead, Eli was granted the standard services, things that could be done in public, even if the horse was in the nude. The stallion before him had yet to shed his clothes but the very idea made Eli gulp, unsure if he could go through with it. But then again it was only the standard, he didn’t have to do anything more than what was already listed in the guide…

The horse, once again showing how nervous he was about visiting the Ranch for the first time, requested a private room. They were still available for those who were on the shy side, even on the standard service package. After being made aware of this change, Eli was quick to get the room, numbered 14, ready for his client's arrival.

The inside of the room was given a barnyard’s stable aesthetic. There was a stall, adjustable for the animal to lean upon even some benches made to look like some bales of hay. Eli was impressed but it didn’t last upon hearing the heavy clops of hooves on the smooth, flat floor.

The horse awkwardly stepped into the room, wearing nothing at all. As best as he could, Eli met him, keeping his eyes above his waist and led the stallion within the ‘stable,’ adjusting its height for him to lean upon.

Neither of them said anything at first, the horse still wasn’t fully aware of what he would actually be going through. He just put faith in the words of his friend, but they urged him to get the premium service. But at the last moment, he chickened out when booking a session, leading him where he was now…

There were a few signs along the wall, listing out protocols for the employees to follow, something that Eli was reading over before he finally spoke, breaking the silence.

“We’re going to start with the washing, and after that I’ll be grooming your fur,” Eli said, keeping his voice soft and gentle. He could see the horse trembling a bit but upon speaking, the stallion visibly eased.

“Y-yeah, that sounds nice…”

Eli got the water running, making it nice and warm. He switched a knob that allowed the water to run through a nozzle that sprayed the water out.

“It’s going to be a quick rinse, just hold still.”

The horse nodded, leaning against the stall door. He winced upon feeling his fur become wet, but the warmth set in, spreading further and further along his body, soon making his pelt heavy and damp. The water was eased while Eli reached into a small cabinet, finding and grabbing a bottle of shampoo.

The horse’s eyes went wide as a pair of hands were placed onto him. Starting on his back, the shampoo was rubbed into his fur, starting out in wide and slow circles. Each fingers pressed and slid along his pelt, spreading the soap and massaging the skin underneath.

Starting from his back, moving higher, easing the tension in his shoulders, slowly drifting from one blade to the other. The horse couldn’t help but make a small groan of comfort. Those hands were soon easing their way back down, along his spine, making him shiver. It was a nice feeling, even more so when those hands were soon lathering along his legs, tracing along his muscles and joints, touching lightly, rubbing in more of those small circles.

Closing his eyes, the horse just allowed himself to feel the touch, enjoying it more than he thought he would. They continued, keeping themselves light and paced. Those hands and fingers never lingered for too long, staying in place just long enough to lather the soap in before moving on, spreading those sensations along his body.

“Um… Would you mind spreading your legs apart for me. There’s only one spot left to clean… If that is okay with you…”

The horse understood and felt the rise of nervousness within him as he did so. There was a part of him that wasn’t completely sure, but he instead focused on the feelings that still danced on his body. He took a deep breath as he heard the pop of the bottle’s cap and more soap being applied.

Closing his eyes and keeping his breathing steady, the horse soon felt those hands again, warm and light with their movements. They started at his belly before easing lower and lower. A breath caught in the equine’s throat once he felt those fingers first rubbing soap over his sheath and down over his weighty testicles. These touches were lighter than all the others, quick and hardly felt. But the suds and dips of soap could still be felt lingering on his lower regions.

Just as quickly soap was lathered against his rear end, massaging his twin mounds. They were back to curling and caressing into his pelt. Soap was rubbed into the fur of his backside and even into his tail, making the hair damp and heavy.

“Alright…” Eli said, stepping back to grab the hose again. “Now we can get to the actual rinsing.”

The water was turned up again, rushing out onto the floor, drifting down towards the drain in the center.

Warmth struck the equine yet again. This time only one hand was placed on his body, rubbing back and forth, washing away the soap that bubbled within his pelt. Just like before, Eli started from the center of the horse’s back, rising up to the shoulders, making sure that the soap was cleared away.

The water drifted lower, splashing down against his lower back and over his hindquarters. More soft sighs came from the equine, doing his best to remain still underneath the touch of the human. Those fingers drifted through his fur, steadily and easily combing through it, slowly tracing lower and lower.

Next were his legs and more touches came but he could better feel a wide palm against the many muscles along his built legs. First his left one, then his right, drifting down and back up again, to make sure that the soap was washed away down the drain as well.

Eli stepped around the horse, angling the hose. He could hear a huff come from his client as he turned the stream on the anthro’s genitals. Sparing the other male from touching him down there again, he instead let the water just work on its own, glancing at the bits just to make sure they were free of suds.

Sighing to himself, still clinging to the warmth that rolled within his body, the horse did not notice the water being turned off. His mind was still focused on the many touches of those nimble fingers. His farmhand, Eli looked just as shy as he was, but the human was working him over, much better than ever expected.

The nervousness within him was all but quelled, instead replaced by a comfort that was starting to wane without the feeling of Eli’s touch. He hadn’t realized how much he truly enjoyed it until now. Whether the human was doing it on purpose or he was just that talented, the equine had no way to tell…

Eli himself was doing his best to just do his job. He hoped that he was doing a good job. The entire time he made sure that he stroked and petted his hand along the fur to rub the suds out, allowing them to flow down the drain with the rest of the liquid.

But now the washing part of the session was over. Instead, Eli now held a thick towel that he pressed to the horse’s back, putting just a bit of force to make sure the fur was left dry. It started with a few pats and then some more gentle rubbing that made the equine shiver and grunt under his breath.

Up and down, from his shoulders, back down to his legs. The horse was surprised yet again by how well this was all going. He could feel the dampness in his pelt finally easing, leaving him almost completely dry. That soft touch was around his legs, a combination of Eli’s hand and the fabric of the thick towel…

“And now we move on to brushing your pelt…” Eli said, a gentleness in his voice. He was getting into his new job and had grown used to the other male’s nudeness. Simply, the man just focused on his tasks, cleaning and grooming the client as needed.

From the same cabinet he grabbed the shampoo from, Eli took hold of a rather large and hefty brush. At a glance, he was worried it wasn’t fit to brush the equine, but he felt it for himself, making a noise of surprise upon feeling the soft bristles tickling the tips of his fingers.

He returned to the horse’s side, watching him lean comfortably against the stable’s gate. As he drew close, the equine met his gaze and smiled. Eli returned the smile and grew closer, touching the soft brush to the center of his client’s back, finding that was the best place to start.

Rather than starting upwards like he had before, Eli started combing the fur in a downwards motion. Following the brush was the gliding of his hand, easing the roused fur back down, leaving his golden coat soft and shiny.

Starting along his back was the easy part, and his legs were even better. But the time came for Eli to flip the brush over and ease it along his client’s belly. He started brushing lightly over the lower belly, easing the ruffled fur. But it came time for him to ease lower.

As the brush moved lower, the equine could feel his body suddenly flush with heat, striking him out of nowhere. All the warmth in his body suddenly became twice that. Stimulated onwards by the gentle and light brushing, teasing along his body, over and over.

His eyes suddenly widened as he felt his loins stirring. He hadn’t meant for something like this to happen, even now he was thinking of nothing but the comfort the grooming gave him. Nevertheless he could already feel it extending and spilling from his sheath. And when he heard a gasp from Eli, the horse felt his face grow hot with embarrassment.

At first the bigger male actually let out a sound akin to a mouse’s squeak. But it was quickly followed by the clearing of his throat. “I… I’m sorry for the...the distraction.”

Eli didn’t know what to say, so he simply said nothing. He continued brushing along the belly of his client, simply pretending that the throbbing tower of flesh wasn’t so close to his hand. All the while he told himself that he was just doing a simple brushing, nothing more. His client already made it clear that it was an accident, no need to make a big deal out of something that was likely to happen to his clients now and then…

The angle he was brushing at made the whole ordeal rather awkward, requiring him to reach around and go out of his way. Before he could say anything, his client eased himself from the stable and looked down at the human with a kind smile.

“You wouldn’t mind if I sit down? It should make it easier to groom me. Again, sorry about this. Should go away after a little while…”

Eli nodded and helped his client on his way to the hay bale shaped bench, watching as the stallion sat comfortably down, making another light sigh. The human was again brushing his fur, starting along his chest, easing the brush smoothly along the fur that covered the area.

Eli picked up where he left off, his body mostly working on its own, brushing over golden hairs and the sound of the smooth gliding filling his ears. Alongside them were the smooth sighs and huffs that came from the horse. His eyes were closed and his head was slightly tilted back, clearly enjoying his grooming.

It made the human swell with a bit of pride, it seemed that despite it being his first day, Eli was more talented than he gave himself credit for. He was even surprised how well his client was acting despite his ‘excitement.’ Even the non verbal cues for him to move to arms were followed, maybe it was an anthro’s instincts?

The horse sat on the bench and pressed his back to the stall’s wall. He allowed himself to just enjoy the treatment but in the back of his mind, the equine couldn’t stop thinking about how arousing the treatment became for him. It wasn’t intentional but the simple brushes sent tingles through his body, and those tingles kept him erect.

And the longer the brushing went on, the more those feelings within him built up and festered. There was a significant rise when the bristles smooth over his stomach. Eli’s arm was so close to it and it was obvious the human was trying to pretend it wasn’t there. He was also trying to think of mundane, boring things to make himself calm down, but the grooming overpowered his thoughts. Every time he tried to think of something another stroke along his body chased it away.

Being cared for and even quietly directed by the smaller male, a human, felt so natural and so intimate...

Eli was surprised when another chuff came from the horse. He first balled his fist, but it was a quick motion. Right after a large hand was placed over his own. With a small gasp, he looked up to see the horse’s face looking a bit...distraught. His breathing was much deeper and labored, easily seen by the strong flaring of his nostrils.

“I’m sorry but...Are you willing to be more...intimate?” the equine asked, his voice fading into nothing more than a whisper on the last word.

Just as the anthro before him was, Eli was also suddenly hot in the face. Naturally, the first place his mind went to was the bigger male asking to be ‘serviced’ orally or even suggesting mounting him. All it took was one look at the long, thick flesh for Eli to quickly draw back.

“Oh. N-no! I mean… I want you to be in control. I-if you’re comfortable with that.”

“I…” Eli thought about it for a moment. Really thought about it in depth. Just a second ago he was trying to get away from the horse, but with this new information, he was frozen and his mind was dwelling on it.

Truth be told, Eli himself was suppressing the rising feelings within himself. It was kind of arousing and empowering to have a form of control over the bigger and stronger male. He took a step forward and nodded, returning to the equine’s side. They both wore a bit of an awkward grin, so Eli took the first step. He set the brush down and returned to just using his hands.

His eyes gazed into the other male’s and his hand touched the fur of the horse. It was softer and smoother than before. Almost like velvet, just like before, Eli rubbed in small circles, but there was something different than before. This was more than just a simple feel-over, he was doing this to ease them both.

And it was working; Eli could feel his breathing and heart rate ease as he simply felt the soft fur against his finger tips. Above him, the soft moans and grunts came from the horse, a clear sign that he was relaxing as well.

Knowing that, Eli’s hands drifted lower, pressing and sliding over the stomach. He could feel the solid muscle of abs underneath, just barely visible underneath the softened and roused fur. It reminded him that even though the horse was the timid sort, he was still a tall and strong male. And yet, the one in control here was Eli himself.

In a quick motion, Eli bit the bullet and eased his hands on the stallion’s length, knowing that if he failed to make it quick, he wouldn’t be able to follow through. Just like his own, the weighty thing jumped and pulsated in his touch. It was hot, and the skin was smooth yet touch like fresh leather. He eased his fingers upwards but that was enough to make his client clench his teeth.

From the tip came a dollop of precum. It oozed out before falling to the ground. The sight caught Eli off guard but he reminded himself that it was a good thing. His client was feeling good. Instead of worrying, the human instead made himself focus on the thrilling aspect and he did; he took note of how the horse was not only his body but his endowment. Nearly a foot long and as thicker than a beer can. And yet, they were all in the palm of his hands, awaiting his touch, his silent orders. He could never hope to be as big as the anthro, and he didn’t need to be…

Simple feeling and drifting of his fingers soon evolved. But it required Eli taking a step back for a moment. He had noticed it before but said nothing, sure at the time that he would have no use for it. But upon opening the cabinet again, there was the bottle of lube, set on the bottom shelf. The area itself had some other small toys; rings, plugs, and even a set of condoms. But it was clear they weren’t accounting for a whole horse.

They all sat under the label “JUST IN CASE.” Well, it seemed that case was now a reality.

Eli, taking a deep breath and allowing himself to smile maintained eye contact as he popped the lid from the bottle and applied a generous amount to his right hand. The bottle was set down on the bench, next to the brush, and Eli rubbed his hands together, making them both wet and slick with the lube.

Outstretching them, Eli eased down and took hold of the hefty thing between his client’s legs, a newfound confidence rising within him upon hearing a blatantly pleasured sound: a moan, deep and breathy. He hadn’t actually started to move them up and down. Just pressing his palms to the middle point was enough to make him moan and shiver.

He did his best to perform the equivalent of a handjob. It required both hands just to wrap around the thing. And those hands first pumped down to the base. His wrist bumped against something leathery and warm again. But they were the heavy orbs that sat underneath, looking a bit strained. Perhaps, that would explain his client’s desperation. Poor guy was all pent up and needed to get it all out…

Knowing that, Eli pulled his hands back up, listening to the newest moan. Against his palms the tip throbbed and dribbling on his shirt was a rather forceful shot of pre. Almost immediately, Eli could feel the warmth soaking into the cloth and sticking to his chest. But in this state of sensuality and lust, it was yet another thrill; the moans, the little movements against his pumps, and the fluids that leaked forth. Those three were what got Eli going as well, and he continued to get even more.

“Aah… Umf..!”

Eli was in charge of the pace and in a minute or two, his hands were working on their own, pumping up and down at a steady but also swift pace. Up and down, running right over the thick ring and bumping against the orbs that sat under the base. His actions before and even now he made the front of his shirt completely soaked, and Eli himself was shuddering against the pulsing tent in his shorts…

“It...it’s coming…! Mmm… G-gaaah!!”

Eli aimed the tip upwards, stroking and squeezing a bit harder and faster. First came the throbs that shook both his hands and from the tip came thick spurts of white seed that oozed back down the length it came from, coating the inches in a thick glaze that made it shimmer under the room’s overhead lights. A few volley shot out a high arc but those flew right over Eli’s shoulder, splattering down behind him.

As the length began to soften, Eli pulled away and stood, figuring that the equine would need another cleaning back there. But as he was turning around to start the water, a hand took hold of his arm.

“H-hey, wait. Let me take care of that… In your pants. It’ll be uncomfortable working like that…”

Eli was soon bottomless, and standing up straight over the horse. The anthro was still sitting and slumped against the wall but that made him the perfect height. He simply opened his mouth, allowing for Eli to insert himself. Even before, the stallion assured the human that he could go as fast or as slow as he liked, being bigger and stronger, he was sure that he could take it.

So, Eli did just that. But he still started out slow, simply grinding himself against the large, soft tongue. In turn that tongue slithered and curled against his shaft, making the human wince. Out of reflex he thrust himself inside of the hot mouth. He expected a sudden gag and coughing, but instead another pleasured noise came from the equine. Even all the inches Eli had failed to reach the end of the anthro’s long face.

But as he pulled himself back, Eli realized that meant that he could truly go as hard, fast, or slow as he liked. His client was right in assuming that he could take it.

He humped the soft mouth, pushing against the tongue that met his thrusts with soft licks and warm saliva. It was unlike anything he had even felt before and I wasn’t long before he was voicing a warning of his quickly approaching climax. It spurt out onto the other male’s tongue. And as it happened, the other male made another low purr of enjoyment, followed by heavy gulps.

He pulled himself free and smiled as his client took a final gulp. Pleasure lingered within his body and eased him even further. He stepped back and was surprised to see that he was still erect and pulsing. The other male seemed a bit shocked as well. Eli’s attention turned to the anthro upon hearing a thump.

His eyes went wide upon seeing the horse on his knees, leaning against the bench, his tail lifted, showing the hole underneath.

“Um… I’m not sure how to ask for this but… Well, if you’re interested…” His hips swayed a bit and his tail flicked as well, a very appealing sight.

Before he had even realized, Eli was behind the bigger male and he was handed the bottle by the anthro. He took it and drizzled the stuff on his own length and applied some to the kneeling male’s tailhole, slowly easing its way inside. Once inside that deep moan came from the horse again, making Eli’s length throb.

He couldn’t hold himself back, and pulled the fingers free with a small pop. Placing his hands on the large, meaty hips, Eli steadied himself. After lining his tip with the horse’s large hole, Eli grunted and shoved himself inside. Both males moaned upon meeting.

Clutching the bench, the horse quickly eased into the position, letting the smaller male take control of himself. And though he was the bigger male, the thrusts and presses of the length within left the equine shuddering and crying out for more.

Eli did take control, he set the pace and the strength of his thrusts, leaving the equine to react to his actions. He took in the rather light and hitched moans that came from such a large male. Even without his large size, the human was able to reach deep, solidifying himself as the dominant one out of them both. But despite that, he remained gentle in his own right, not seeking to put the other male down. Instead, he tested out the smooth and puffy hole, pressing against the walls and other parts, figuring out what must have felt best to the other male.

On the receiving end, the horse let himself be heard, especially when the most sensitive parts inside of him were pressed and thrust into. He cried out, a sound of bliss and was quick to ask for more. As good as if felt, there was also a strange rush that came from letting the smaller male take control of his body.

Eli went faster, crashing his pelvis into the soft fur of the horse’s backside. Slinking deeper and reeling back, only to repeat the motion. He was rutting the other male good and deep, but he was caught off guard by the sudden whinny. The hole around his length came down in powerful squeezes as the equine came for a second time, spilling the rest of his orgasmic contents down onto the floor and down the drain.

Despite his shock, Eli was still thrusting and thanks to the hard clenches he soon released his own load into the comfortably rumbling male. From his tip fired his own essence, filling the stallion up before he pulled out and came to rest against the bigger male’s back.

Eli cleared his throat and chuckled, getting the attention of the bigger male. “Looks like you have to be cleaned again.”

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After the cleaning, drying, and brushing was done, this time with no hiccups or surprise erections, the stallion with a bright smile and pep in his step. Eli was glad that his first client was left feeling happy but he was still left to clean up the messes that were left against the wall and on the bench.

Once that was all set down, Eli, in a brand new shirt, went to report the events of his first client. But it seemed that it was already clear to see. His supervisor wore a knowing grin as he showed Eli the jaw dropping tip that was left waiting for him.

Sure, it was a bumpy first day, with certainly more than he expected, but if the tips were this good and the clients were all...so nice...then perhaps the whole thing wasn’t such a bad ‘misunderstanding’ after all...