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Tom was sitting in the living room, hunched up, leaning his elbows against his knees, balancing his chin on top of his palms, staring at the big, mysterious cardboard box that was resting in the middle of the spacious area. What the strange package contained was anyone’s guess; Tom still hadn’t mustered up the courage to open it.

The cardboard parcel had been outside the apartment door when Tom had gotten back from his job. No receipt. No waiver. No note. No return address. No nothing. The box had just been there, nothing traceable printed on its brown surface. Thinking it was something his boyfriend had ordered, Tom had carried it into the apartment, currently slightly regretting this decision, as he knew Adrian would’ve discussed ordering something this large prior to purchasing. About one cubic meter in dimensions, it had been surprisingly light when Tom had carried it to the living room.

As human nature often comes to be, Tom had been- and was growing increasingly curious of the strange package and its contents. There was something ominous, but at the same time, oddly enticing about it. Tom thought the box had a smell one could at best have described as eccentric, but it wasn’t that unpleasant. He could actually still smell it from where he was sitting. It was almost as if it was tempting him to open it and see what laid inside.

Still, Tom had decided to wait for his boyfriend to get home, just in case this was a prank by him or just something strange he had ordered. Either way, Tom was about to find out.

The distinct sound of a key turning in a lock could be heard all the way over to the living room, as Adrian, Tom’s partner, entered the apartment.

“I’m home!” A cheerful greeting echoed from the door.

Tom emptied his lungs with one heavy, relieved sigh, letting his whole figure deflate along with the heavy exhalation, leaning back against the sofa’s backrest as he inhaled the strange-scented air of the living room back into his lungs.

“How was work today?” Adrian’s voice echoed over from the door, where he rustled with his coat and took off his shoes.

“...G-Good! J-just the same old, same old…” Tom replied with a slight delay, his green eyes still fixated on the big, intimidating box.

“Umm…” Tom muttered, nervously swiping a few stray blond hairs from his forehead. “Adrian! Could you… Could you come here for a second?”

“Coming!” Was the reply from the door, soon followed by a series of footsteps approaching the living room.

Adrian soon appeared from the doorway right of Tom, his joyful smile quickly fading into a questioning stare as he noticed his boyfriend’s elated, but noticeably worried expression. His eyes quickly shifted from Tom onto the striking unknown object in the middle of the living room, and his face became just as confused as Tom’s had been the first time he had laid eyes on the box. The silence was palpable.

“...What is that?” Adrian asked slowly walking his way over to his boyfriend, whom he greeted by lovingly stroking his hair.

Tom’s stomach sank and he began to sweat a bit. So Adrian hadn’t in fact ordered the box, leaving its origin completely in the dark. A chill ran down Tom’s spine.

“Are you okay?” Adrian asked, noticing the rather grim expression on Tom, who tried stopping his eyes from drifting towards the box. “And what is that smell?” Adrian continued, sniffing the air around the sofa, where the box’s scent was very noticeable.

“Y-you didn’t order this?” Tom nervously asked, meeting his partner’s blue eyes with a very serious stare.

Adrian defensively raised his hands and shook his head. Another shiver danced along Tom’s spine.

“I was actually just about to ask you the same thing…” Adrian muttered, taking a few steps closer to the box.

“I didn’t!” Tom exclaimed, sounding slightly more nervous than he would’ve liked to.

Adrian raised a questioning eyebrow, and Tom could see the curiosity creeping into his boyfriend’s blue eyes. Adrian walked a few more steps closer to the box, now only standing about a meter away from the cardboard cube, which was almost up to his waistline.

“I-I found it in front of our door when I came back from work…” Tom explained as his partner crouched down to inspect the box. “It had no receipt or anything with it… It.. It just was there…”

“Hmmm…” Adrian hummed, as he carefully circled the cardboard container.

“You don’t think it could be addressed to the neighbors?”

Tom shook his head.

“I told you, it didn’t have anything identifiable with it.”

Adrian scratched his head before trying to lift the box, which he managed to do with relative ease since the box wasn’t heavy. Holding the big parcel between his palms, Adrian gave it a careful shake, listening to the sounds made by the contents. It kind of sounded like clothes. Now Tom also felt the flame of curiosity lighting back up within him and he stood up from the couch, approaching his boyfriend and the box.

“Should we open it?” Adrian raised an eyebrow at his partner.

Tom stopped in his tracks, giving the box and his boyfriend a cautious glance. “I don’t know… What if it wasn’t addressed to us?”

Adrian shrugged and shook the box again, this time pressing his right ear against the cardboard to listen for the sounds emanating from within.

“But it was left at our door, was it not?” Adrian noted, and Tom couldn’t argue with that. “Plus, I don’t think it has anything dangerous in it. If this is a bomb, it has to be the lightest bomb ever made.”

Tom nervously chuckled as Adrian shot a cheeky smile in his direction, setting the box back down onto the living room floor. “So you wanna open it?”

A third chill ran down Tom’s spine as he stared at the mysterious box between him and his boyfriend. Bot his gut and his reason were telling him opening the box was a bad idea, and yet, there was something intriguing, almost seductive about the large cardboard container. Something which would for sure gnaw and eat Tom alive if he didn’t find out what was inside that box right now.

Eventually giving a careful nod to Adrian, Tom watched as his blonde boyfriend pulled out the house key from his pocket, and set it to the brown tape sealing the box shut. Adrian took a hasty glance at Tom, who wasn’t entirely able to mask the worry in his expression before he pushed the sharp metal edge of the key against the tape and pulled his palm along it.

There was a familiar, rubber-like snapping sound as the tape was cut, and Tom subconsciously held his breath while Adrian put his keys back in his pocket. Tom took a careful step closer as his partner set his hands on the box, preparing to open it. The two men shared a quick look before dropping their gazes back onto the brown cardboard crate.

The package was swiftly opened and the confused couple now stared into its cardboard-y depths, not fully sure what they were looking at. One thing was for sure though, and that was that the smell had gotten a LOT stronger around them.

“What the..?” Adrian muttered, reaching down inside the box and grabbing a hold of what was inside.

Tom took a step back as his boyfriend pulled out something which looked like rubber, or some sort of elastic fabric, all neatly folded into a sizeable clump, which Adrian now held in his hands. The clump also had what appeared to be four hooves attached to it with four long sleeves. Adrian promptly unfurled the strange contraption, all of the hooves clopping onto the living room floor one at a time, creating a surprisingly realistic sound of a horse’s hooves.

Adrian and Tom shared a confused look as they eyed the contents of the box.

It was a costume. A horse suit apparently. Upon closer inspection, one could easily recognize the distinct, four-legged figure of an equine. Only the suit’s head was missing, leaving the lone equine torso looking quite strange. Tom was immediately able to tell, the suit was the source of the strange scent, the barn-like odor immediately about to pierce his nostrils as soon as the costume was fully unfurled.

“...A horse costume…? Adrian said confused, craning his neck and looking at the suit from different angles.

“...Looks like it…” Tom said, equally bewildered.

Adrian leaned his face closer to the strange outfit, wrinkling his nose as he also smelled the rather strong aroma floating about it. “Smell’s like a real horse too!”

Tom chuckled. “Do you hate it?”

“...No…” Adrian sighed, momentarily glancing back into the box and raising his eyebrows with surprise. “Look! There’s more!”

Now it was Tom’s turn to be surprised as he gazed back down inside the box, and noticed another folded clump on the bottom of it. Feeling much more at ease after finding the, albeit strange but nonetheless, non-dangerous horse costume, Tom was brave enough to reach inside the box and pull out the other strange clump, accidentally unfurling it in the process.

Adrian still holding the horse costume in his hands, Tom now took a good look at what he had pulled out from the box. At first, it was quite difficult to make out exactly what it was, but after a few seconds of turning and flipping the object over, both Tom and Adrian were able to identify it.

It was the upper torso of a man. And quite a handsome man at that. The suit had well-defined abdominal muscles, strong-looking arms, broad shoulders, and a chiseled face. Just a glance at it was able to make Tom feel inexplicably hot. The torso-suit also had pierced nipples, pointy ears, and a blonde mohawk hairstyle, making it appear as the upper torso of some sort of fantasy-creature.

“Is that made of silicone? Someone’s put quite a bit of detail into it!” Adrian justifiably remarked as Tom himself was admiring the almost lifelike upper torso of a man he held in his hands.

“Wait…?” Adrian said with a devious smile spreading onto his face, shifting his view between the man-torso and the horse costume. “...Do you think this might be a centaur costume?” He said excitedly.

And then it hit Tom too. This must have been a centaur costume.

“No way! This is so cool!” Adrian exclaimed, doing further inspection of the costume he was holding. “Wow, someone has REALLY put some effort into making this. Must’ve cost them a pretty penny.”

The two momentarily forgot the strange circumstances under which they had acquired the suit and got lost in marveling at the immaculate craftsmanship obviously put into creating the detailed outfit. It was apparent that the costume was meant for two people, as it was easily big enough to house two grown adults within. Adrian especially seemed to take notice of this fact.

“Hey…” Adrian eventually said, catching Tom’s attention and line of sight. Tom raised an eyebrow.

“Do you…?” Adrian rolled his eyes and undulated his brows suggestively. “You wanna try it on?”

Tom chuckled at his partner’s expression, amused by the adventurous gleam in Adrian’s blue eyes. He took another glance at both pieces of the outfit, pondering in his head what it would look like if he and Adrian did try on the strange costume. In all honesty, Tom was a bit iffy about wearing an almost life-like centaur costume he had gotten in the mail from a completely unknown sender, but at the same time, he was admittedly curious. There was still that something in the strange centaur suit that drew him in, but he was still not quite able to say what it was.

Shifting his eyes from the suit to his boyfriend’s expectant expression, Tom shrugged and gave Adrian a careful nod. “...Sure… Since we already took it out of the box and all…”

Adrian looked excited and started fumbling with the zipper on the horse costume.

“So…? How do we do this?” Tom asked, flipping over the costume he was holding and also grabbing a hold of the cold metal zipper on the back of the centaur-torso.

“Do what?” Adrian replied without taking his eyes off the zipper, which he finally managed to pull all the way down, opening up the back of the equine suit.

“Which one do you want to be? The front or the back of the centaur?” Tom asked with a sly smile, to which Adrian responded with his own.

“How about… You’ll be in the front, while I stay behind you… Just as usual?” Adrian said with a suggestive tone, managing to make Tom blush slightly at the implication.

“Alright then…” Tom replied, opening the back of the torso-suit.

Adrian dropped the horse-part of the costume onto the floor and began taking off his pants while Tom looked amused from the side. Quickly tossing his pants onto the sofa, Adrian hastily removed his shirt as well, in no time standing in the living room in nothing but his underwear. The shorter of the two blonde men gave an overly dramatic stare at his boyfriend holding the centaur torso and spread his arms in a “what-are-you-smiling-at” gesture.

“What?” Adrian asked, unable to stop a smile from creeping onto his face as he looked at Tom, who looked like he was about to burst out laughing. “You know it’s going to get reaaaally hot inside once we zip up? I suggest you get stripped down too.” Adrian explained, playfully tossing his shirt towards his boyfriend, the white cotton contraption landing at Tom’s feet.

His amused smile aside, Tom did think that his boyfriend had a good point. The whole-body suit would undoubtedly be very toasty to be inside, especially given its high quality, which in all likelihood meant some sacrifices had been made concerning air circulation. Dropping the torso-piece of the two-man suit to the floor, Tom also began taking off his shirt, which he discarded onto the sofa along with his pants and Adrian’s shirt that he picked up from his feet. Adrian let out a flirtatious whistle as Tom was now also in just his underwear as he leaned over to pick up the top part of the centaur costume from the floor.

The living room air feeling chilly against his bare skin, Tom looked at the muscular upper half of a fantasy creature in his hands, while Adrian slipped his feet inside the rear legs of the horse-suit. “Adrian?” Tom asked, looking past the costume and at his partner. “Should I put the top part on first or do I get in the horse with you before putting it on?”

“Put the top on first!” Adrian promptly replied, pulling up the equine outfit from his feet, his legs now completely enveloped by the suit. “I want to see you as a sexy, two-legged centaur before I zip up and go completely blind.”

“Alright…”

Tom flipped over the muscular male torso and started putting it on. The procedure was similar to putting on a jacket, except it was done from the back and there was a head Tom needed to stuff his own into. First, he wriggled both his arms into the suit’s sleeves, making sure each of his fingers got where they needed to be and didn’t get stuck in the costume’s hands. Next, Tom ducked his head inside the fantasy-male torso, pulling the hood, assumably made of silicone, over his head and settling his face inside the surprisingly comfortable head-piece. Finally, he closed the folds behind his back and began zipping up, a task which despite its difficulty, Tom managed to perform completely on his own, thanks in part to his flexible shoulders.

All zipped up, Tom now turned to his boyfriend who was trying to reach his own zipper somewhere around the tail of the horse. Tom cleared his throat and Adrian took notice, his eyes lighting up as he saw his suited-up partner.

“Looking good!” Adrian chuckled as Tom slowly turned a full circle, showing off his new, muscular upper body from all angles. Tom also caught a glimpse of himself reflecting off the TV screen and Adrian was right: He did look good.

“So, what…” Tom’s sentence got cut in the middle as his eyes got caught on something he noticed on the horse costume’s belly.

Adrian looked at his boyfriend with a confused expression and asked: “What is it?”

Tom simply pointed at, what theoretically was his boyfriend’s crotch, where, on the horse suit there was a quite realistic-looking sheath along with two big equine testes hanging down just behind it. Adrian also craned his head downwards and spotted the life-like depiction of centaur balls attached to the suit.

“Holy shit!” He said, amused and surprised. “Someone has REALLY put effort into making this.”

Shaking his head to take his eyes off the horse testicles, Tom cleared his throat and continued his sentence: “So, do I just get in there with you or?” Still admiring the hefty and dark lust globes, Adrian promptly raised his head and gave his partner a quick nod, going back to struggling with the horse costume’s zipper.

Suddenly reminded of how weird this whole thing was, Tom shuddered by himself, staring at the front hooves of the horse section near his feet. He was about to get into a two-person, full-body centaur suit, sent to him by someone neither he nor Adrian knew. It was, by the very definition of the word, weird. However, having already put on the torso and Adrian already halfway inside the horse, it would’ve made even less sense to back out now.

Swallowing audibly, Tom stepped into the mysterious horse suit, placing his feet into the sturdy equine hooves and pulling the costume up from the floor. Behind him, Adrian was doing a good job getting swallowed by the costume, already having to hold his upper body perpendicular to his legs, occupying the spacious belly area of the centaur’s horse portion.

Pulling to suit up to his crotch, Tom flinched as he felt Adrian take a hold of his waist for balance purposes. The two men were now in a very centaur-esque state within the costume, and all they really needed to do anymore was to zip up.

“Could you zip me the rest of the way up?” Adrian asked from somewhere deep inside the costume.

“S-sure!” Tom hastily replied twisting his torso and grabbing a hold of the shiny zipper on the equine outfit’s back before pulling it all the way up to his own.

The horse section of the centaur suit was finally sealed shut, Tom turned back to facing forwards, now staring at the zipper by his waist, that was to connect his suit to the equine one. Tom still felt a bit weird for doing this, but as he took the zipper between his fingers, a strange, exhilarating sensation took over his body. It was exactly the kind of rush one got for doing something they knew they weren’t supposed to. And it felt amazing.

Quickly connecting the bulky centaur torso with its equine rear-end, Tom pulled the zipper all around his slim waist, finally completing the mysterious costume.

His fingertips still tingling from the excitement, Tom once again took a look in the TV screen, catching a full-body reflection of himself and Adrian wearing the detailed centaur suit. It looked… good. Like really good. Much better than what Tom had anticipated. The well-made fantasy costume fit like a glove, and if you hadn’t seen the zipper connecting the man- and horse parts of the outfit, one could’ve easily mistaken Tom and Adrian for a real centaur. Had one existed, of course.

Internally smiling, Tom carefully lifted the heavy hooves on his feet, enjoying their heavy sound as they clopped against the floor at his will. “So how is Mr. horse-rump doing?” He asked, carefully shaking his hips, which in turn made Adrian and thus, the rest of the costume move.

“It’s kinda hot… and dark… You know, as it most likely is inside the belly of a horse.” Adrian chuckled behind his partner, himself testing out the pair of hooves on his end. “How do we look? Is it Halloween-party material?”

Tom took yet another look at his gorgeous reflection on the TV screen and nodded his head. “Definitely…”

“Could you take a picture so I can get a look as well? I’d take one myself but, well… I’m a horse-ass so…” Adrian said in a sarcastic tone behind Tom, who chuckled at his boyfriend’s muffled voice.

“Sure! Let me just get my pho--”

The sentence leaving Tom’s mouth was abruptly cut, for all of a sudden, he couldn’t move a muscle in his body. Frozen still inside the suit, Tom couldn’t even move his eyes, and his breathing too, momentarily stopped. Obviously, he began to panic but didn’t have any avenue of expressing it, his vocal cords along with the rest of his body remaining unresponsive to the signals from his brain. What was happening?!

The strange state of paralysis lasted only for a few seconds, after which Tom could once more start to breathe and blink his eyes. The rest of his body still refused to comply with any order and remained stiff and dormant within the confines of the costume. But then a strange sensation washed over Tom, making his muscles suddenly tense up before they relaxed just as abruptly. It seemed that Adrian was going through the same phenomenon, Tom’s boyfriend’s grip on his hips tightening for a split second, before Adrian’s hands completely let go of him.

Tom felt weak. Powerless within his own body. He still couldn’t speak or move, but at least his lungs seemed to be working, supplying him with vital oxygen to breathe in his paralyzed state inside the centaur costume.

“Aaaaahhh~!”

Suddenly, there was a satisfied groan echoing inside the living room. The voice belonged to neither Tom nor Adrian. Had he not been paralyzed, Tom would’ve flinched in his costume, a more than familiar chill again dancing on his spine.

“Fuuuuck~” The strange voice muttered.

Now Tom felt something scratching the back of his head and he instinctively held his breath, frozen with fear. It took him a moment to realize, that the thing touching the back of his head, was in fact his own hand. Or, well, more precisely, the costume’s hand. Just then Tom realized his head was also moving. It was like someone was stretching his neck, craning it from side to side as to relieve tension from a sore nape. But it wasn’t Tom who was moving his head. It was something, or someone, else.

“Fuuuuck!” The strange voice soon repeated a bit louder, and both Tom and Adrian could hear hooves clopping against the apartment floor.

“I must’ve been stuck inside that damn box for ages.”

Now Tom could feel his hands moving, as the same, mysterious force now stretched Tom’s arms, extending each centaur-suit-clad finger as long as possible and raising his hands way above his head before swinging them back down again, relaxed. Not by his own volition, Tom’s field of view suddenly dropped down to his waist where, to his surprise, there no longer was a zipper. He could see and feel his own left hand gently rubbing the area where the zipper had been, before his line of sight was raised back at the dark TV screen, from which he could see his reflection.

“Yup! Such a long time since I had TWO good slaves in me...” The voice groaned softly while Tom could both feel and see himself flex his muscular upper torso in front of the TV. Just then it dawned on him, that the voice he was hearing was originating from his own mouth. “Mmmhh… Kinda feeling horny already thinking about the two of you inside there…”

Tom could see from the reflection on the TV screen, how something emerged from the sheath below the centaur and its equine balls, and felt a strangle tingle around his own human cock simultaneously. Nearly twenty inches of throbbing, hard variegated horsecock slithered out of the equine sheath, both black and pink present on its smooth surface. It was huge. Not just length-wise, but in girth as well, easily being the size of either Tom or Adrian’s forearm. And to top it all off, the massive male meat had a glimmering ring pierced to its very tip, where it handsomely crowned the display of centaur virility. Tom wanted to swallow but couldn’t.

“Mmhhh… How do you like my cock?” The strange voice asked again with Tom’s lips, and the horsecock audibly slapped against the centaur’s belly. “Yeah~ I bet you and your boyfriend would love to get all over this, but I’d rather have you right where you are now… The two of you will make such a good centaur...”

The centaur puffed out his chest and huffed, whisking his mohawk from side to side in a very horse-like manner while Tom observed its movements from the TV screen.

“But’s let get a bit more comfortable now shall we?”

Tom was stricken with fear and confusion, the whatever-it-was’ voice sounding very ominous to his ears on top of the unpleasant feeling of not being in full control over your own body. And it seemed like his fears were correctly placed as suddenly, he felt his lips getting pried open by... something. Something hard and warm. Tom immediately panicked and tried fighting, whatever it was entering his mouth, only to find himself unable to do so. Soon he felt something malleable inching its way inside his mouth and down towards his throat.

“Such cute little mouths the two of you have…” The suit grunted and Tom could feel even more of the phallic object sliding in from between his lips.

The strange cylindrical object reached deeper and deeper into Tom’s throat, in no time deep enough to tickle his tonsils with its blunt tip. The mysterious object pulsed in Tom’s mouth and he would’ve lied if he’d said it didn’t feel like he had a fat old horsecock between his lips. Tom’s body wanted to gag but the suit wouldn’t allow it to, and perhaps that was for the best.

“Not bad… Not bad…” The suit continued to talk by itself as the thing moving in Tom, and presumably, Adrian’s mouth stopped, reaching nearly 10 inches inside each of the two men.

“Still… I think both of you can do better than that!”

A voiceless whimper was muffled on Tom’s mouth, as the suit’s strange cock-replica between his jaws was slightly retracted, before again being thrust into his esophagus, prompting another near-gag reaction from his body. The mysterious object was retracted again and delivered back to its original depth, a bit harsher this time. Tom could feel the warm, smooth surface gliding in and out from between his lips as the otherworldly baton began getting hammered down his throat harder and harder and with increasing pace. Tom began to subconsciously produce more saliva in his mouth, making the movements of the spectral centaur suit dick even easier within his mouth.

At this point it was obvious what the suit was doing; he was face-fucking Tom and Adrian, while they were inside him. Both of the two had no other choice but to take the supernatural oral pounding, each powerless to retaliate in any way to the strange centaur suit which now controlled their bodies.

But maybe the worst part of it all was, that at least Tom, found himself to be enjoying it. Sure, this entire bizarre situation was not the right time to get aroused, not by a longshot, but there was still something about getting a phallic object forcefully fed to him, that pushed his buttons just the right way, and Tom was slowly starting to get erect within the centaur suit.

Just then, the suit clicked his tongue in disapproval. “Let’s not get too excited in there!”

Again, the desire to moan and whimper overtook Tom’s body as he felt the suit suddenly stiffening up around his groin, stopping his budding erection in its tracks. It now felt as if his cock was in a chastity cage, unable to get erect no matter how badly he would’ve wanted it to. Tom felt a shiver running down his whole figure as the strange pleasure derived from the restricted state of his erection ran through his paralyzed body.

“Yeah, you like that don’t you… Let’s put one on your boyfriend too, shall we?”

Another shiver ran through Tom as he imagined his partner being subjected to the same, perverse pleasure he was receiving from the suit, both by his crotch and his mouth.

“Oh yeah! That’s more like it!” The suit groaned, and Tom could both see, and feel how the large, heavy horsecock throbbed, leaking a sticky rope of pre-cum down onto the living room floor. “Keep squeezing your lips together like that and I just might cum…” The suit huffed, hastening the pace at which it thrust itself down both Tom and Adrian’s throats.

Strangely enough, Tom could somehow relate to what the suit was saying, his own desire to spill some of his human seed, increasing with each thrust he received to his drooling tunnel of flesh, tightly wrapped around the object the suit inserted to his mouth. His near-limp cock was already leaking vast amounts of pre in its cage, just like the centaur, and he was unsure of how much longer he could take the supernatural stimulation to his mouth and his cock. And the centaur seemed to be aware of that all too well.

“I hope you two won’t mind if I get a bit MORE comfortable…”

Tom’s anus reflexively winked, even before he felt something dragging down his underwear within the suit. Another silent moan was muffled by the cock in his mouth as something tentacle-like wiggled its way between Tom’s cheeks, beginning to circle dangerously close to his backdoor entrance. Tom flinched and some more pre oozed out of his caged erection as something warm touched his most sensitive spot, softly grazing the outer rim of his sphincter. The thing moved again, this time much more callously, properly pressing against the softness of Tom’s entrance, giving it a soft nudge as it moved past its target.

It felt like Tom was getting licked. The strange appendage played with Tom’s hole just like a lover’s tongue, poking, nudging, and teasing the area surrounding the winking male orifice, bringing up the urge the squirm within the helpless recipient. Tom was already getting too erect for the ‘cage’ the suit had set up for his human dick, but the pleasure ramping up by his rump easily overpowered any pain induced by it. Besides, the topmost thing in the blonde human’s mind at the moment was the fact of how badly he wanted the suit’s ‘tongue’ inside him. It was a bit shameful to admit, at least to himself, how much Tom actually enjoyed being used like this, be it by a living centaur suit, who also had his boyfriend trapped within his guts.

P-please… Just push it in…

And it seemed like the centaur heard Tom’s internal plea and promptly responded with a broad smile on his handsome face: “Oh so you want it in?” The suit spoke in a teasing, mischievous tone. “Hear that? Your boyfriend wants me inside him. Surprised it took him this long to beg for it, honestly…” The suit’s words were most likely directed to Adrian, who Tom was sure was getting equal treatment down in his section of the suit.

“Well, who am I to deny such an obedient, tight slave of such an earnest request.”

Even with the suit controlling his body, Tom could feel himself shaking violently as the aberrant tongue-like appendage was thrust to the better side of his winking sphincter. His vision blurred and his green eyes rolled up into his head as an enormous amount of pleasure spread throughout his every limb in a split second. Was it not for the ‘cage’ forced onto his throbbing human member by the suit, Tom would’ve surely cum right then and there, only barely being able to avoid soiling the centaur suit from within. It was finally inside him. And it felt incredible.

By all accounts fully aware of Tom’s agony, the suit began moving within his human host’s colon, his ‘tongue’ pushing deeper inside Tom’s fun tunnel, the agile appendage quickly reaching the area around Tom’s prostate. Tom immediately twitched, feeling something hot and soft wriggling near his p-button.

“So…? Where is it human?” The suit spoke once again, the object in Tom’s colon applying steady pressure to the anal wall adjacent to his prostate.

“Is it here…?”

The pressure now moved a bit further away from his prostate and Tom moaned against the phallic rod in his mouth.

“How about here…?”

The pressure now passed over Tom’s prostate and for a second, he thought for sure he was going to cum, but somehow managed to hold himself back. Tom could feel the centaur suit smirking as the tongue moved for the third time.

“Then maybe… here?”

Suddenly the pressure was pinpointed onto Tom’s prostate, much stronger than when it had passed by it. Tom could feel muscles tensing all around his body, especially in his lower abdomen as he could no longer hold back the anally-induced orgasm from getting his hole rimmed by the centaur-suit. His colon convulsed and squirmed around the suit’s prostate-tickler as a powerful rush of endorphin ravished his anatomy. This was it.

But to his surprise, and partial relief, Tom found his first orgasm to be dry, the flow of pre significantly increasing from his caged-up cock, but aside from that, he didn’t actually ejaculate. Regardless, he felt exhausted as if he had just cum a real bucketload.

“...I hope you didn’t actually cum, because the fun is still far from over.” The centaur’s voice rang ominously in Tom’s ears as he tried gathering some strength after the intense, albeit dry climax.

The mysterious appendage was swiftly removed from inside Tom, his slightly dilated O-ring being given only a second’s rest before something else was pressed against it. It was warm, but much more firm than what had violated his hole just mere seconds ago. Tom shivered. It was another one of those; the same kind of thick centaur love rods that currently occupied his and his boyfriend’s mouths, still eagerly thrusting into each human’s salivating maw. Tom could feel a particularly excited drop of pre squeezing out of his urethra as the hot, blunt tip of the obscure phallic formation prodded at his winking entrance. Even despite his recent orgasm, the desire to be thoroughly violated by the suit began to rapidly grow within Tom and he started to subconsciously let down his guard around his rear orifice.

“You’re both such good little slaves… practically begging for me to enter you already…” The handsome centaur muttered in a particularly low tone, the many inches of his equine malehood throbbing vigorously between his legs as he spoke. “Tell me how much you want it…”

P-please give it to me… Was the only coherent sentence Tom could form in his mind, as the rest of his brain capacity was entirely focused on the object by his hole and the increasingly growing pressure it exerted onto his quivering anus. I-I want to feel it… I-inside…

The suit chuckled ominously, poking his supernatural baton against Tom, the tip of it being right on the verge of slipping inside the willing human hole. Tom could feel his own heartbeat, or maybe it was the suit’s, he wasn’t sure anymore. Time seemed to slow down as he impatiently anticipated the suit’s next move his colon already reflexively constricting whilst it awaited to get ravaged by whatever the suit was to stick into it.

“Good little slaves!”

Tom nearly passed out as what felt like 20 inches of throbbing, hot horsecock traveled past his wildly dilated anus and punched against his prostate with full force. The mixed sensation of pain and pleasure derived from the suit’s brash movement was so overwhelming that Tom nearly had another orgasm right on the spot, as all sorts of pleasure coursed through his trapped human body. Sure, Tom was far from being a virgin when it came to anal sex, but this was something else. The thing the suit was feeding his hole was at least twice as big compared to anything he had had inside his ass ever, and Tom was rightfully breathless for a good while after the harsh penetration.

“Mmmmhhh~ You both are so nice and tight…” The suit groaned, settling himself in place inside the colons of his two reluctant passengers.

Tom’s caged manhood twitched against its prison and leaked out some more precum when the fat phallic pipe was abruptly retracted from inside him. But Tom didn’t have enough time to even moan before the blunt tip again penetrated his back-door and every single inch of the suit’s supernatural breeding pole got stuffed back inside his colon. In no time at all, was the suit’s mystical member pumping in and out of Tom’s ass, gradually lurching deeper and deeper into its human cocksleeve with each thrust.

Tom was repeatedly punched breathless by the intruding phallic object within his colon, its firm surface rubbing against his anal walls at a rapid pace, as he was violated both anally, and orally by the centaur suit. Each of the suit’s jabs hit closer and closer to Tom’s prostate, which was already practically screaming for another orgasm along with the rest of the man’s loins in reaction to the obscure but fierce mating. No doubt was Adrian too subjected to the same abuse, and in fact, it was almost like Tom could feel his boyfriend and the stimulation he received. They were both getting spit-roasted by the suit, having a supernatural, sexy centaur-suit dick ramming in from both their ass and their mouth at the same time. And they were both loving it.

“Gonna breed both of you nice and hard!” The suit triumphantly announced, hastening the speed at which he thrust all four of his baton down each human’s ass and mouth.

The two human passengers could now feel the centaur-suit’s lust, the raw sexual desire reverberating from his words further enhancing the stimulation each man received both on their prostate and esophagus as they were being fucked by the sexy half-equine, half-man. The suit was also leaking an enormous amount of sticky, glistening centaur pre from his variegated 20-inch equine trunk-stuffer, a particularly hefty rope of said liquid hanging down from the glimmering piercing on the intimidating sex-hammer’s girthy tip, reaching for the puddle beneath it.

“Unf~! I wonder if I should just keep the two of you in there forever. Fucking you whenever I want, wherever I want. Your tight little holes squeezing me… milking me…”

The suit was audibly getting out of breath, his muscular chest heaving as continued the obscure three-way mating with his two human sluts, who he pumped full of his thick meat at an accelerating pace, tirelessly working closer and closer to his personal climax.

Tom was getting overwhelmed by pleasure, derived from getting himself thoroughly stuffed from both ends of his body: supernaturally spit-roasted by an animated suit. His chastised cock was leaking out pre like a waterfall, each thrust he received into his rectal canal prompting another gush of the foggy pre-orgasm liquid from his limp manhood. It was too good. Somehow, without ever knowing such a thing was even possible, Tom now realized he had always deep down inside wanted to get used like this: trapped against his own will inside a handsome centaur with a lush mohawk, pierced nipples, and a magnificent, pierced horsecock, getting fucked by two ethereal rods in both his holes while his boyfriend shared the experience. It was pure bliss.

But like all good things, this too had to come to an end, and relatively soon at that, as the suit was preparing himself for an astounding orgasm. Tom could feel it. Adrian could feel it, and the suit itself could feel it, as a roaring wave of pleasure simultaneously came crashing down on each of the three participants.

Was it either the intensity of the orgasm, or the momentary lapse of control on the suit’s part for the same reason, but both Tom and Adrian were suddenly allowed control of their vocal cords, each releasing a loud, but muffled moan from inside the centaur suit, experiencing fierce pleasure inside their fantasy creature prison.

The pleasure scorched Tom’s loins and the sensation of orgasm rocked his body, but again, nothing came out from his cock, except for an exceptionally vast flood of pre that gushed out of his urethra. Soon, he also caught the ‘echo’ of his boyfriend experiencing the same thing, his whole body shuddering in reaction to the strange sensation of it.

“FUCK!” The centaur roared, ejaculating a real bucketload of steaming hot horse jizz from his external genitals, the thick, white spooge splattering all over the living room as it escaped the pierced tip of the equine cum-cannon.

Tom could feel the distinct phallic shape throbbing in each of his holes as a third orgasm ravished his body, the sole reason for this one being the suit’s robust ejaculatory reaction. This was amplified even further by another echo from his boyfriend, who climaxed again himself. The suit didn’t appear to inject anything into Tom’s colon or throat, at least it didn’t feel like it did, but then again, Tom was being so overwhelmed by pleasure, he probably wouldn’t have known even if a full bucketload of cum was gushing down his throat or up his shitter.

After a few hazy moments of pure bliss, Tom had the two rods retracted from his mouth and anus, both remaining gaping as the warm batons left them. The centaur huffed and snorted his nostrils like a horse, shaking himself as if to get water off his big, strong body.

“Not bad you two! Not bad... Haven’t cum that hard in ages!” The centaur rejoiced, looking at the mess he had made on the living room floor. “Can’t wait to go another round tonight!” He continued, shuffling his hooves as he took a better look at the surrounding apartment.

“I guess this accommodation is adequate, at least for now. Hope you guys can say the same in there…” The suit chuckled, circling around the sofa and peeking into the kitchen.

“Oh, and another thing. WE, will be called Amber from now on…”