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The next day was started by Danny living up to the promise he made the night before, leaving Gordie rather satisfied and in a much better mood than before. Then it was followed by breakfast with the canines, to which Hudson presented him with a list of chores when he had finished eating.

“Now that you’re familiar with the place it's time for you to really get to work,” the wolf joked and the others laughed as well, especially Gordie.

“You’re on your own today,” the bulldog warned with clear amusement. “Think you can handle that?”

He looked over the list. Most of the tasks looked rather simple. “Pretty sure I can.”

“Good luck out there,” Niles wished.

“We’ll be out at the markets today,” Rusty leaned back in his chair. “So don’t wait up for us.”

“It’s gonna be their first time selling on their own,” Hudson explained. “I just know the two of you are gonna do us all proud.”

“Thanks, Dad.” Niles smiled as well, finishing up the rest of his own breakfast.

With that, the ranch hands were off and getting to work, going separate ways on the ranch. Danny’s list of chores were tasks to clean things up and get them in order. Just as he was getting started, the others were waking up. It was a good thing too, the first thing on his list was to spruce up the Stables. It was more than just collecting laundry, but that was a part of it as well, collecting any dirty clothes.

They were easy to find, most being just strewn on the ground. He collected them in the small basket he brought, and once they were all picked up, he placed the basket to the side and grabbed a broom, sweeping up the place. He collected quite a bit of dust but TJ’s stall gave him the most trouble. As per his job, he was responsible for cleaning up the many messes in the pig’s domain. Some needed to be swept up, picked up, or scrubbed away.

It took some time, but he left the space in a much better condition. The basket came with him and that led into the task of washing them. He had gotten used to the slower process, filling up the water, adding the soap, and cleaning the clothes. Taking extra time to make sure they were all cleaned of the sweat and dirt they collected, it was time to pull them free, wring them of the water, and then pin them up on the clothesline.

The list was not even half done and he was starting to feel a bit tired. So he took a small break before continuing. After cleaning up the Stables’ inside the next task was to wash the windows. With rags in hand, he wiped away the layer of dust and dirt that covered the glass in a surprisingly thick layer. But as he wiped back and forth he saw it getting cleaner and cleaner, soon free from any grime and so clear that it was almost as if it was not there at all.

“Hey, Danny! Working hard, huh?” Storm asked, stepping onto the patio.

“Yeah…” the human admitted. “I still have a few more things to do.” The tasks were once more catching up to him, leading to him sweating a bit as went to drain the water from the basin. The sun was now high in the sky, bringing its heat with it. But he pressed on, going ahead to the next task for the day.

It was a relief to be inside of the barn’s cool interior. For today, Marlo had been assigned for milking and he was due soon. For the time being, the human was making sure that everything was prepared. While setting things up, he couldn’t help but wonder about that new crew member who was set to arrive. There was no definite date set so he could drop in at about anytime. Just as he had set up the pump and lubed it, the door of the barn slid open, revealing the larger bull, who stepped in without a word spoken.

“There you are,” Danny said. He wasn’t sure if the two of them had gotten closer or if it was seeing him smirk, but the human just had this feeling that he understood the quiet bull better. “I’ve got everything set up for you.”

“Thanks,” Marlo nodded. This time, Danny was sure that he heard just a bit of softness in the bull’s voice. As he had done before, the large longhaired bull set himself up on the machine and allowed it to pump at his much thicker-than-average bovine cock.

“We’re only going for one load today. That should give a good amount and not leave you drained,” Danny told him.

While Marlo’s shaft was being pumped, the human finally took a small break. Leaning against a wall, he closed his eyes and allowed himself to unwind. It was clear now why the others found it so amusing when he was handed the list that morning. Most of the jobs he took on so far were done with others giving him assistance and guiding him every step of the way. Their strength and experience made it seem easier than it was. But work was what he came here for and he assured himself that he would get used to it in time. For now, he just needed a chance to catch his breath.

And he was given that before Marlo reached his climax, pumping a single load into the pump and having it siphoned into the tank, reaching nearly halfway. The bull turned it off and after settling for a moment, he got up and pulled his shorts up. A nod was given to Danny before he departed. A single round of milking seemed to be just fine, allowing Marlo to continue on with work. Danny responded with a wave of his hand, watching as the large anthro was walking past and out of the barn.

That little nod ignited a fire within Danny. Taking on the next task with a renewed sense of enthusiasm, he poured the load into the prepared jar and sealed it. While carrying the full container out of the barn, Danny became a bit transfixed with how warm it was. There was no chest of ice prepared so it had to be carried by hand and delivered directly to Hudson.

“Here it is.” There was an awkward smile on the human’s face when he presented the half full jar of fresh bovine ‘milk,’ placing it carefully on the kitchen table. “Straight from the tap.” Back inside of the cozy interior of the wolf’s home, Danny was doing his best to be profreshional about coming in with a jar of seed in his hands.

“Thanks. Was everything good on Marlo’s end?” Hudson as he took the jar to be labled and stored with the others.

“He seemed to be just fine,” Danny assured. Honestly he couldn’t tell what Marlo’s deal was most of the time but that nod he was given…Danny was certain that it was confirmation.

“How about you take a little rest?” Hudson suggested, motioning for the human to have a seat. Danny obliged and he was soon having a drink of some sweet iced tea. The drink’s flavor and its cooling effect were greatly appreciated.

“Finally getting a taste for some of that hard ranch work, huh?” Hudson teased, sitting down across from him. “I’ve heard some good things already.”

“I won’t lie. Going from job to job is a bit tiring, but it’s also pretty satisfying when I take a step back,” Danny admitted.

“Exactly,” the wolf nodded. “It’s hard work, but it really makes you appreciate the fruits of your labor. Just pace yourself and before you know it you’ll be zipping back and forth like a hummingbird.” Danny kept that advice in mind as he finished up his drink.

“The boys are out there now setting up shop. What they make is gonna be the icing on the cake,” Hudson couldn’t help but smile just from mentioning his sons. “And you can expect your first payday soon.”

“Oh. Thanks,” Danny smiled. Honestly, he had completely forgotten about the subject of payment. Getting used to the new place, becoming acquainted with the others that lived here, and slowly embracing the casual style of living had all distracted him from inquiring about his pay. On the wall behind Hudson was a clock and looking at the time made Danny realize that he had lingered a bit too long. Quickly finishing the rest of the tea, Danny thanked the wolf for it before going back out there. Before he could take on the next task, he still had to clean the tank and pump of Marlo’s spunk.

The next few jobs required more effort from him, from sweeping patios to moving some crates into the cellar. It was hard work too but it also allowed him to become more familiar with the ranch. And between tasks he took time to converse with others.

“Thanks for that,” Sebastian said before looking into and sorting through the things in the crate, flicking his tail curiously.

“No problem, glad to help,” Danny assured. “I should get out there.”

“Well then… See you soon,” the black cat replied. Even if Danny couldn’t see his expression, the feline’s tone conveyed some disappointment.

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“That’s the last of them. Now we’re all ready for fall,” Owain groaned. He was glad when Marlo showed up again. He and Storm had been plowing the last of the crop fields, preparing them in advance for when it was time to plant. Naturally, the task left them all rather tired and sweaty. At this point it was noon and they were afforded a break to catch their breaths and have lunch.

Owain saw that just about everyone else were also winding down. But there was also the lack of a certain farmhand. Just to do a double check, Owain approached Danny’s quarters and knocked on the door to announce himself before entering, but found no one inside. Forcing himself to ignore the lasting scent of the human and bulldog’s morning fun, the bovine continued his search. But it soon came to an end when he approached the water tower.

He couldn’t help but chuckle as he saw Danny. The human was carrying a bucket and climbing atop the structure, pouring it in.

“Hey, Danny!” Owain called. “Don’t tell me you dragged that bucket from the lake?” When he received a nod and saw the tired look on the farmhand’s face, he couldn’t help but burst out in laughter. “W-where do you think pipes go to?”

Danny thought about it and groaned as he climbed back down. He was panting heavily and sweating just as hard, having brought five whole bucketfuls of water to the tower, hardly making a dent in it.

“Here let me show you…” Owain showed and talked Danny through on how to get the tower to pump water from the lake. Through the pipes, it would be filtered when reaching the tank, leaving them to wait for it to fill.

“Ugh. Thanks, Owain…” Danny groaned. “The list wasn’t specific on how to fill up the water tower. I probably would have been at it all day…”

“Hey, it’s no problem. There’s plenty of time left for a break. How about you get cleaned up and join us for lunch?” he asked.

“Yeah. Sure,” Danny nodded and the bull waved him off, already kicking himself at the use of the “us” instead of “me.” All he could do now was just watch the human leave, his eyes kept drawn to Danny’s hips. Groaning and shaking his head, the bovine walked on his own back to the Stables. His stomach was all but begging for food so he might as well quell the growling.

After his shower, Danny joined the others and they all had lunch, taking a moment to relax and wind down before getting back there.

“Thanks to you the Stables looks better than ever,” Storm complimented.

“Yes. I must applaud and also weep for you. You really didn’t need to clean up TJ’s space as much as you did,” the decorated hog groaned.

“Ah, it just shows his worth ethic,” TJ waved off. “I appreciate it, Danny.”

“He did a great job on the windows and the patio too,” Owain added, chuckling just before he started to shake his head. “All the dirt you cleaned away must have made us look pretty filthy.”

“It was nothing,” Danny assured. He was just glad to get something to eat, still feeling silly for literally dragging buckets of water to the tower. Eating along with the others helped him get over it, focusing on the satisfaction that came from filling his previously groaning stomach.

“Can’t say he hasn’t done good work,” Gordie praised. Another bite was taken before he returned his attention to Danny. “Hehe. Guess you got a taste on what being a hand here is really like. Most of the work really is cleaning up after the crew.”

“It really wasn’t all that bad,” Danny chuckled. “And I could get used to all of these compliments.”

“Hmph. Some guys get all the credit,” the bulldog groaned to himself. All the same his short tail wagged from the sight of the human getting along well enough with everyone else. Danny seemed to be the perfect fit; friendly and a hard worker.

Once lunchtime was over, the crew made their way outside; collectively stopping at the sight of Hudson out in the driveway, talking to someone who was leaning against a large truck. All curious, the group of various mammals approached, getting the attention of their employer.

“Just in time,” Hudson smirked. “Boys, meet Mr. Morr.” He gestured towards a badger who nodded. Dressed in a suit and wearing a wide brimmed hat, Danny felt they weren’t clothes suitable for the start of summer. But perhaps being around the others who were hardly dressed was making the human a bit biased.

“The boys called me from town and told me that our new addition’s arrived,” the wolf said, continuing the conversation with the badger. “They were so excited that they had to ruin the surprise.”

This changed the collective confusion felt by all of them into a blazing excitement. The promised help for the milking operation was here and much sooner than any were expecting.

Morr reached into the pocket of his jacket and handed over some folded papers to the wolf. “I know you’ll take good care of him, Hudson.” He tapped his truck twice and the truck's backseat door opened up. Everyone watched as someone stepped out. The first thing they were met with was pinkish-white fur above a hoofed foot. Coming into their view next were spots, many of them decorated the body that eased out.

Most of them were expecting a bull and that prediction was not completely off. What stood before them was certainly a bovine and male one at that, evident by the sheath between his legs. But what came as a shock was the newcomer’s exact species. It was a cow. A male cow. Taller than Storm but shorter than Owain, he was tall with a wide body, being a mix of bulk and chubby softness. The horns atop his head were rather short and weren’t very sharp at the ends.

Blue eyes looked to the group over and a smile came to his face. “Two bulls. A clydesdale. Pig, hog, some goats, and a bulldog too...”

“Fellas. I would like you all to meet Beau.” Morr introduced. “He’s from a milking farm that recently went under. But of all the steers that worked there, his records are the best.”

“Milking farm?” one of the twins asked.

“Beau here isn’t like most. He was born with all the features of a cow while being a male. Some would have called it a birth defect, but I see it as a miracle in disguise,” the badger chuckled. “You’ll get a lot of milk out of him. Literally.”

“Literally, you say?” Hudson asked. He had seen Beau’s records and that led him to contact Mr. Morr. But he didn’t know this about the hybrid bovine.

“Um…my body doesn’t work like a bull’s would. I make...actual milk,” Beau revealed, tapping his fingers together. “No cum. Just pure milk.” While saying that he pointed down between his legs, all but tapping a finger tip to his big and perfectly rounded balls. Even for a bovine they were something to marvel yet Beau seemed flustered to point them out.

“Is that even possible?” Owain asked.

“Then that explains the records,” Gordie put in. “If milk comes straight out, there’s no need for filtering.”

“Exactly.” The badger handed off the last of the paperwork and then eagerly shook hands with Hudson. “You are a very lucky wolf. I can’t tell you how many were scrambling to get their hands on ol’ Beau. But I kept them at bay just for you.”

“I appreciate it,” Hudson said. He had been just looking for another bovine that was more suited to being milked but Beau promised to be overqualified. “And thanks again.”

Morr soon made his leave, climbing into his truck and driving away from the ranch. That left the group to all but surround Beau, asking him more questions than he could answer. Danny got a good look at the male cow as well. They were face to face and Beau looked rather surprised to see him.

“A human too?” the cow-presenting-bovine pondered to himself. “Wow. This place has everything. Now...” he cleared his throat and turned towards the wolf. “Where do I start?”

“What do you mean?” Hudson asked.

“For the milking,” Beau responded as if the very question was absurd. “I need to be milked at least twice daily or…problems occur. And the ride here took an entire day.”

“Ah... Gordie. Danny. Time to get this operation back off the ground,” Hudson directed the pair of farmhands to help Beau. Then he reminded the others that there was still work to do. Doing as they were told, everyone else went back to their assigned jobs, all having something new to talk about.

“How long have you been here?” the cow asked Danny. Walking side by side allowed Danny to get a much better look at the anthro. As a bovine he was of course large; shorter than Owain and with softer features, his build was soft and chubby overall but as Beau moved his muscles would appear on the surface. Between his legs was a fat sheath and his weighty balls were jiggling and swinging with every step.

“For almost a week,” Danny answered back.

“There was a human back on my old farm. It was his job to take care of us. We spent a lot of time together and I was pretty bummed when the place closed down. But I got the feeling that I’m gonna like it here.”

“I think so too,” the bulldog said. “You’ll fit along well with the others. You can meet them after work.”

“Work.” Beau smiled when he heard the word. “I can’t wait.”

He was led into the barn and took a look around the place, first at the machines and then at the other things around, noticing a cozy looking coner of the structure that had been newly fashioned.

“Is that for me?” Beau asked.

“We made a space for you since you’re gonna spend a lot of time in here. And there’ll be a place for you at the Stables too.”

Beau got up close to the machines and looked them over. “Very impressive.” Contrasting his words was an uncertain expression.

“Something wrong?” Danny asked.

“Not wrong persay…” Beau started. “Using hands gets the most and best quality milk out. Between those hand milkings is when I use the machines.”

“Isn’t that too much?” Gordie asked but Beau just laughed.

“I’m always producing and my body’s trained to take it,” the cow said with pride, tapping a hoof to the floor.

“Well, I guess we should get started,” the canine said. As to comply with the new arrival’s request he collected a tall clean bucket and placed it in front of the chair that Beau sat in. “How often are these hands-on milkings?”

“One in the morning and another in the evening. That’s usually enough to keep them from getting too full overnight...” Just talking about it was getting the cow aroused. In his sheath came the twitching of his tip. It flexed before sliding out and the two ranch hands were impressed by length that reached 11 inches when fully erect. But it wasn’t the length that kept them gawking, it was the shape of the hybrid bovine’s cock. The flesh wasn’t tapered like Owain’s, instead it was started by a blunt tip and following suit was a thick girth, leading to a medial ring at the center like Storm. As soon as the pink, speckled cock became erect, it was already pulsing and producing fluids.

What came from the tip was not the transparent precum they were expecting, but instead drips of white, creamy fluid were falling into the bucket. And with it came a delightfully milky scent.

“T-told you. That’s all milk. No precum or actual cum. Milk is all my balls make,” Beau groaned.

“Well, let's get the tap flowing.” Gordie grabbed the lube they used for the pumps and applied it to his hand. Gripping Beau’s cock and rubbing along it, the chubby canine was slicking up the surface and getting more moans out of the male cow. Beau’s shaft pulsed again and a shot of milk came from his tip, spurting into the bucket.

“Y-yeah, that’s better...” Beau moaned. The pressure he felt in his balls was already being eased, bringing him both pleasure and relief.

“Help me out here, Danny.”

Danny was snapped out of his gawking and joined Gordie in placing his hands on the meaty length. Together they pumped up and down, Gordie working the upper half while Danny was stimulating what was beneath the swelled medial ring. Danny could feel how hard and hot it was against his palm. Another pulse made the tip flex and another jet of cow’s milk was shot into the bucket. So quickly, the bucket’s bottom was full. That sweet milky scent was getting even stronger, making Danny and Gordie suddenly thirsty.

Beau continued to moan as he was slowly stroked by four hands at the same time. He watched them work over his cock, admiring how well they coordinated their strokes. Between his thick spread legs, the male cow could feel his heavy balls churning and pumping out more fluids. He was given a unique kind of pleasure when the milk would squirt out, akin to a miniature climax. Groaning and shivering from these repeated bursts, Beau let the pleasure build. As the force of his throbs were getting stronger, more milk was being released with equivalent force. These sensations were climbing all the higher, getting him all the closer to his climax and the big payoff it would bring.

“Look at him squirt,” Gordie commented with a mix of awe and arousal. “And it just keeps coming.”

“F-faster,” Beau said, getting their attention. They did as he commanded and pumped their hands at a faster pace, caressing and squeezing their respective portion with an added care. Doing this made the bovine moan louder and more drips and spurts of milk, filling the bucket more and more.

A snort came from the cow’s nostrils, puffing vapors of hot breath. Against their hands, he rocked his hips slightly, getting lost in the pleasure that engulfed him, unable to resist it all.

“A-almost there... Just a bit more...” Beau told them, clenching his teeth as more milk came. Now his entire cock was throbbing hard. The previously blunt tip of his cock was flaring a bit and he could feel his balls churning harder than ever, ready to pump the fluids that had been left to build up over an entire day.

Gordie and Danny weren’t just pumping their hands but also exploring the bovine’s equine length, giving it firmer squeezes and tender kneads. Echoing throughout the mostly empty barn were the moans from the bovine and the wet sounds of his length being jerked with four teasing hands.

“Ooh... Aa-aaah!” Beau cried out and let out a moo as he came. As the tip flared outwards a bit and the rest pulsed, a much greater amount of milk was spraying out. In time with the pulses came more of these gushes. Danny and Gordie had stopped jerking the shaft, left awestruck by how much rich, creamy fluids suddenly poured from Beau’s erection. The bucket filled up very quickly; the level of fresh, piping hot milk getting higher and higher. Just as it nearly reached the top did the male cow settle down, letting out a deep sigh. “T-thanks. That was driving me nuts. Now where’s that pump?”

“Huh?” Gordie asked. “A-already!?”

“Yup,” Beau said plainly, his voice sounded more relaxed. “I have way more to give.” Danny offered to hook Beau up but the bovine was already very familiar with how they worked so he just attached himself and turned it on. As the pump stroked at his length, Beau hummed in pleasure as he sat back. And sure enough, Gordie and Danny could see dribbles of milk flowing into the tank.

“Get a load of this!” The bulldog’s tail was wagging as he presented Hudson with what Beau produced

“He made all of that?!” the wolf barked, his eyes wide and his mouth agape from the sight of 5 jars that were full of fresh milk.

“Just from one round of milking,” Danny added. “Hand milking.”

“Well, I’ll be...” Hudson grabbed one of the jars and popped the lid off. He was surprised by the alluringly sweet aroma. Gingerly he eased the jar to his lips and took a sip of its contents. The moment he did, his tongue was struck by the smooth, creamy fluid. The flavor was indeed slightly sweet with some earthy tones that gave it a unique but incredible flavor. “It’s good! More than good!”

It didn’t take long for word of Beau’s unique properties and the milk he produced to make rounds around the ranch. The conversations ranged from wanting to see it for themselves or admitting that they wanted a taste of his milk.

When the work day was over, they were all shocked to find that Beau had filled all three of the milking machine’s tanks. The cow was humming to himself as he left the barn, leaving Danny and Gordie scrambling to collect the milk, filling more and more jars that the others got to see for themselves.

“You made all of that?!” Owain exclaimed. Six whole jars were filled to the brim, three being carried by both ranch hands, taking them to Hudson, who was also amazed to the point that he went to see the cow himself.

“I think I can speak for everyone when I say welcome to the crew!” Hudson was over the moon. This kind of production on its own was so much more than expected. And Beau simply said that he produced this amount of milk daily, nearly making the lupine fall over. The others were shocked as well but got over it so they could welcome Beau into their ranks.

Danny and Gordie had worked quickly to jar and store the milk while it was at its freshest point and retired to their shared quarters to have a rest. Everyone else was showing Beau around the Stables, presening him with one of the empty stalls. The cow gave the others a smile, telling them how much he appreciated it. With the stall came complimentary things like the bedding and some various decorations that made it feel homey. But what really solidified Beau’s new place on the ranch was the stack of signature shorts.

When put on, Beau was shocked at how well they held his loins while being comfortable and easy to move in. Apparently they were specially designed to be that way; practicality and comfort combined. With the shorts on he most definitely looked like a part of Hudson’s ranch.

The rest took it upon themselves to show Beau around the ranch, giving him a tour of the locations and facilities. The cow took it all in with a smile on his face, already feeling attached to the location and those who would be working alongside him. With the rest of their schedules cleared, they spent some time playing rounds of soccer. Beau found that he played best as a goalie, using his large body to block the ball. In doing so he showed that he was fairly nimble despite his large stature and bulk. Owain couldn’t resist the urge to gloat as his team won and Beau was named the MVP.

Soon it was time for dinner and an extra space was made for the cow.

“Mmm... What’s that smell?” Beau moaned as he took in the finished meal’s aroma.

“That’s Marlo’s cooking,” Storm chuckled. “And it’s even better than it smells.”

“And I can’t wait to try it, but...” the cow squirmed a bit.

“What’s up?” TJ asked. “If you need the bathrooms, they’re out back.”

“N-no it’s not that. I...” Beau felt rather embarrassed to say it at the dinner table. “I need to be milked again.”

Danny realized that it was evening, the sun just starting to set as they waited for their dinner.

“We’ll take care of it, but not in here,” Storm offered. “The Stables has a strict no sex policy.”

The others, save for Marlo, followed outside the building. Gordie soon brought another bucket. Out in the open, Beau dropped his shorts and showed off his hefty, dripping cock to the others.

“So, what do we need to do?” the clydesdale asked.

“J-just stroke it,” Beau said, his voice quivering with need.

Storm nodded and placed his hand on the throbbing erection that was somewhat similar to his own, getting a moan out of the cow. The others watched as the equine started stroking Beau’s shaft, using his strong hands in a gentle way. Beau moaned from this and his twitching maleness was already releasing milk into the bucket.

“That’s crazy..!” Owain exclaimed. He got low and placed his own hands on Beau’s cock. Together the horse and bull tugged and explored their new ranch-mate’s groin, watching as milk kept coming in spurts, adding more to the bucket.

“There’s so much of it,” Riley said in awe.

“And it smells good too...” Ryan hummed, taking a sniff at the air.

“Alright, I’ll admit it first: I would like to have a taste of it,” Prince said and those words did take the others by surprise. But it wasn’t as if the hog didn’t say what they were all thinking.

“S-so it’s true!” The others looked over to see Sebastian approaching. “A new face. A cow that makes m-milk.” He suddenly became nervous when so many eyes were on him.

“Should have known that the cat would show up,” Owain chuckled.

“Danny!” the feline exclaimed, not taking any notice of anyone else. “You wanna have some too, right?”

“Yeah. How about we have it with dinner? Milk’s good for you, right?”

To that there was nothing but agreement. And they all watched as the cow was getting closer and closer to his limit, pumping more and more into the bucket.

“Aah! H-here it comes!” Beau announced, much to the other’s excitement. Everyone leaned in closer to see it happen. The cow panted hard, his cock still dribbling the sweet fluid. Owain and Storm continued pumping away, going even faster until a deep murr came from the black and white bovine. Heated groans came from Beau as his cock suddenly unleashed a flood of milk that poured into the bucket. “T-thanks.”

“Look at how much there is!” TJ marveled.

“Enough for all of us to get some,” Ryan added.

“Well, guys. How does milk with dinner sound?” Owain asked.

The others raised their voices in agreement just as the clanking of pots was heard, signaling from inside that dinner was ready.

And everyone was all too eager to get a cup of fresh milk, Sebastian especially. He sat close to Danny as he indulged in the meal and the warm fluid that he seemed to love with all of his heart. Even Gordie was in lighter spirits, drinking down two cups and having no complaints about it.

“This is amazing. We’re definitely having this every night,” Owain said, his voice bellowing out over everyone else’s. He made eye contact with Danny and winked at him, getting a small laugh in return. He smiled and Storm nudged his shoulder. The bull waved him off and took another sip of milk, wondering if ranch life could get any better from here on out.

When dinner was done, the bull raced out of the Stables to catch up with Danny.

“Hey! Danny!” Owain called out.

“Huh?” the ranch hand asked, turning around.

“I just... Okay, I want to ask you if... If you wanna hang out tomorrow?” the bull asked. “It’s gonna be a day off and I was wondering if you wanted to go into town with me?”

“Of course I would. You think you can show me around?” the human asked.

“Sure thing. I’ll take you to all my favorite spots,” the bull assured.

“Well...” Danny said. “See you there.”

Owain felt rather good about saying what he finally meant. But now his heart was pounding all over again. Was this really happening? Was he ready? All he knew was that he was planning to finally score with Danny. All of those tormenting fantasies would soon be put to rest when he finally got the real thing.

As Danny walked away, he was doing his own thinking. This was the first time that Owain actually said something to him. More than just a few words. Did that mean that he liked him after all, thinking of him as a friend as well? It had to otherwise he would have not offered. And the idea of seeing the town beyond the ranch was more than a little exciting.

With being on night watch again, Danny was left without his usual roommate for the night, but Sebastian was more than eager to fill the missing space. He led the human to the bed. After losing their clothes and having a bit of fun to tire themselves out, the two of them were soon cuddling. While holding the cat, Danny again thought of the day ahead of him, wondering what he would see there. But he felt assured knowing that he would have Owain to guide him around the new place.