Pull over please, sir.
I don't usually bother with the whole "You must be 18 to read this since horrible violence is fine for kids to simulate on computers but sex is something to be ashamed of" but since I am using a character that doesn't belong to me here is the exception.
Lazarus belongs to himself to the extent that any sex crazed horse can belong to themselves. Officer Jennings and Officer Peters belong to me. I have their keys in my head and can wind them up or put them away in their boxes as I see fit.
I have had about four hours sleep in the last two days AND not enough sleep the entire week. As such I cannot ensure the gramatical integrity of this peace.
What, you're still here? Go on, porns down there. Comment, fav, cum, show me your love so I keep on writing!
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It was so late in the evening that most people, normal nine to five party to midnight people, would have called it early. The sun hadn't yet even started to return to the sky though and since the horse hadn't been too bed yet he thought of it as late rather than early. The brown horse, who almost everyone would describe as gorgeous and even the most critical would have to at least use the word handsome, was driving down a flat stretch of road at just above the speed limit. The window was open since the bomb of a car's a/c didn't work and the radio was blaring away.
The P plates on his second hand car were skewed, having been put up in a hurry. He had a slight buzz from the party he had been at not half an hour before but not so much so that he felt uncomfortable driving. He had left since the host, a short effeminate arctic fox, had been flirting with him with all the subtly of a brick to the face. A brick still attached the wall in fact. It had been flattering, the horse always liked flirting, but the fox wasn't his type at all and as the evening drew on he got more and more tired of it until he made an excuse and escaped.
He glanced in the rear view mirror and the road behind him was deserted. He reached over to the passenger seat and pulled a cigarette from a slightly crushed packet, put it in his mouth and with one hand lit it up, the practiced skill of a smoker letting him drive straight on. He sighed and took a deep puff only to almost choke when flashing lights filled his rear vision mirror from out of no where. He froze for a moment, maybe they were going to overtake him and do some real police work. A whoop of the sirens canceled that idea and he pulled over while swearing a littany of curses that would have made his mother blush.
"Maybe," He said to himself as he put his hands in his lap to stop them from shaking. "They are checking up why I'm out so late. I don't think I was speeding...". His verbal arguments to himself fell quieter and quieter until it was just a series of thoughts racing through his head. He almost jumped out of his seat when a torch shone into the car and a russet coloured paw knocked on the window. He quickly rolled it down and looked out, the bright light obscuring the details of the police officer but the silhouette that of a tall kangaroo.
"Evening sir," The police officers voice was firm and matter of fact. It wasn't entirely devoid of emotion but years of training and further years of on the job cynicism had left the roo able to smooth out most of his emotion when speaking. "Just wondering what you're doing out so late."
"Oh, I was just on my way back from a party, officer." The horse replied and immediately bit his tongue.
"SHIT SHIT JESUS TITTY FUCKING CHRIST!" The horses mind screamed while he tried to remain calm. "Now they'll think I've been drinking and..."
"Could I see your licence please sir?" The kangaroo said in the same calm voice, if he had suspected anything he wasn't showing his hand just yet.
The horse nodded mutely and pulled out his wallet and then his licence, his hands shaking just a little. He passed it out the window and the flashlight turned away from the window as the officer took in the details on the licence. It took a few seconds for the horses eyes to adjust but then he started to make out more features of the cop who had pulled him over. He was tall, but he had already realised that from the silhouette, and his fur was a redish brown, something else he had known. What he hadn't realised was the kangaroo had quite a lanky frame, long arms, long legs and long torso that all seemed toned from what he could see. His face was, well, it wasn't something that would get faves on Facebook but it wasn't exactly ugly either, just kind of overly masculine which was going out of style these days.
The fact was that the horse was getting horny. He had had a bit too much to drink. Plus the fact he had a very forthright fox fondling him, groping him, and trying to basically get him into bed all evening. The roo fit his tastes and something about the uniform had made his sheath just a little fuller.
"Lazarus huh?" The kangaroo stated, not really a question but the horse nodded anyway. "Have you ever done a breathalyzer before sir?"
Lazarus could feel his blood run cold, his sheath going straight back to flaccid and then hiding further in his sheath than he thought it could. Any blood alcohol reading would mean he'd lose his licence and he needed that to get to work and visit friends and stuff, plus his brother would kill him. He thought quickly but the alcohol still in his system didn't make for great planning and it was with a somewhat distant horror that he heard the words coming from his lips.
"I don't suppose you have those new cock flavored mouth pieces?"
Lazarus could see the kangaroo as he stopped what he was doing, getting the white plastic mouth piece for his machine. Blue eyes met the horses brown ones and he felt his cheeks starting to burn. He opened his mouth to try and explain that he was making a joke when a second light turned on outside his passenger side window.
"Cigarettes sir?" A much deeper voice sounded out in the clear early morning calm. "I hope it's just tobacco sir"
Lazarus stayed silent and started to sweat. Of course there were two of them, only in porn movies and action movies did cops patrol alone. He glanced over but couldn't even make out the silhouette of the other police officer. f the voice was anything to go by he was bigger than the kangaroo outside his window. The kangaroo who now had the breathalyzer inside the car.
"Just put it in your mouth and blow until you hear the beep." The officer stated but Lazarus couldn't help but notice the lack of sir this time. His ears twitched as he swore he heard that other deep voice mutter something like "I'm sure he knows how to blow, Chris".
It took ten seconds until he heard the beep and then thirty seconds of waiting and sweating in the car. His cigarette, forgotten by him until now, was his only distraction and he sucked on it hard, pulling out the smoke and nicotine and other medley of drugs to help settle his nerves. He heard the door open and the kangaroo's voice filled the air and made his blood run cold. "Step out of the car please sir."
He stepped out of the car slowly. He knew he shouldn't have driven, he knew something like this might happen, but it had been hours since his last drink and it was a risk he had thought was worth it. The kangaroo police officer was standing next to a bull, also in police uniform, who must have been the source of the other voice.
Lazarus felt his cheeks blush under his short brown fur as he took in the bull. He was tall. He stood easily a head and a half above the roo, who was tall anyway and around the same height as Lazarus. He was also built. Not all of it was muscle but all of it looked firm, like giving it a smack would leave his hand worse off. Gods he wanted to press his fingers along that torso.... The horses mouth went dry as he couldn't help but imagine the bull naked, the patterns he could already see in the fur made him think of brown and black splotches over his back and a white belly. His eyes dipped lower and the horse almost had to sit down. There was a bulge there you couldn't miss once you saw it. Was the bull aroused or was that completely flaccid?
"You can call me Officer Jennings and this is my partner Officer Peters." The kangaroo stated, obviously having gone through this speech before. There was no sign of emotion on the roos face while the bull had an almost sadistic grin on his. "Have you been drinking tonight sir?"
"One or two I guess, a few hours ago."
"Well, you have a blood alcohol reading of 0.02... sir" The bull spoke up, interrupting the roo. The way the bull said sir though, it made the horse shiver. He had been called sir before. He was young, a horse, attractive and almost always horny. While it wasn't his favoured position he had definitely topped a few guys and some had gotten off on calling him sir. The way this bull made it sound though... it sounded like it was synonymous with bitch. "A reading that high and on your P plates, well, you know what's going to happen now."
"I.. yes..." Lazarus replied and let his head fall forward, his dark mane dancing over his face in the early morning breeze. He stood there and felt the two officers looking him over. He was tall compared to most but was the shortest of the three standing by the roadside. A singlet and board shorts were all he wore to cover his brown furred body. Unlike other horses he had no markings, just brown from hoofs to muzzle, a uniform chestnut brown that had garnered many compliments over the years. He was slightly toned but slim and in good shape, his job and active life style seeing to that. With his head lowered he didn't see the bull leering overtly nor the kangaroo licking his lips as they took in the sight.
"Turn around and place your hands on the car, Officer Jennings here is gunna search you before we put you in the back of the patrol car" The bull said, his voice almost like a growl. Lazarus nodded and turned and put his hands on the his car. Rough hands patted down his back seconds later and he tried to think of over things to mask the fact that the man handling by the rough looking roo was actually getting him turned on. The horse gasped as his ass cheeks were spread and then released and his tail lifted and given a bit of a yank. He could feel the thick head of his cock pushing out of his sheath into his silk boxers and had to hold back and control his breathing.
"Generally this is the point where people try to bribe us, sir" The roo said softly enough that the horse barely heard it.
"I don't really have any money though..." Lazarus replied and then gave a gasp. The roo's hand was on his crotch, groping him, feeling his length as it thickened and got caught inside his pants.
"We don't want money... sir" The bull deep voice boomed and then Lazarus felt much larger hands on his shoulders. The horse was turned quickly, his body as easy to move to the bull as a ragdoll would have been, and looked straight into the bulls dark brown eyes. The bulls eyes were forceful and dominant and after only two seconds Lazarus broke eye contact and looked down at the ground again.
"What... do you want then?" Lazarus replied as both males took advantage of his body. The kangaroo continued to stroke him through the thin material of his board shirts while the bull as stroking the sides of his muzzle and his chest as though he was measuring the horse up.
"Officer Jennings, I think we might need to strip search the detainee for drugs and weapons. Would you agree with this assesment?" The bull's voice was suddenly clear, crisp and professional, a complete shift from the lazy drawl he had before.
"I agree Officer Peters." And before the roo had finished his sentence Peter's had pulled what seemed to be a knife from a pouch on his belt. He stood and the horse could see his face, the same serious nature he had had since the beginning still not even cracking a smile. The device in his paw was a special kind of knife, the length only just enough to cut through clothes and not a persons skin. A quick slash downwards on both sides and then across the horses shoulders left the horses torso revealed, a flat stomach and toned chest, and strips of fabric that used to be a singlet on the floor.
Lazarus whinnied despite himself and felt his cheeks burn as the bull grinned at him. "A very nice body so far, now lets see how much of a stallion you really are." The bull growled out and nodded to the other officer. Lazarus struggled to get away but the bull thrust him back against the car roughly, the suspension squeaking from the strain.
The roo stroked his fingers along the bulge in the front of the trousers and grinned up at the bull as he felt it pulse and grow under his paw. Lazarus whinnied again and tried to move his cock away from the smaller police officers touch, the way his cock was trapped now painful as he twisted his hips to try and escape.
"Want to make it more interesting?" Jennings said over the top of the horses pleading, both officers ignoring the horses unsteady voice for now, as he bought the fabric knife up the waistband of the horses board shorts. He cut them careful down one side aand then stopped. The fabric on on side fell open revealing black silk boxers while still obscuring the true extent of his size.
Lazarus gasped as the cool night air blew past him, his erection pushing against the shiny material of his boxers, a wet patch where his tip was betraying just how much he was enjoying all this. He didn't know whether to try and fight them off or just to submit and instead stood still breathing deeply as he tried to decide what to do.
"What did you have in mind?" Peters replied as he examined the horse from hoof to groin and back again, his eyes never going above the horses waistband, the rest of the quivering fur superfluous to him now.
"How about we bet on if he's a real stallion or not. I don't think this guys got the meat to be a stallion or he'd be whimpering in pain right now. So, if he's bigger than seven inches you break in the stallion but if he's smaller then he's mine first." The kangaroo said, his voice no longer as calm and composed as it had been before, the proximity he was to a near naked horse he had under his complete control was intoxicating in a way neither drugs nor alcohol could ever reproduce.
"He..hey!" Lazarus interrupted. He was about to continue that he wans't some piece of meat to be beat over like that but the bull reached up and gripped his long muzzle and held it shut easily before he spoke.
"Deal." The bull replied with a grin as he groped himself, making sure the horse was watching the way his tight uniform flexed around a thick tube of flesh in his pants. "Now, hurry up!" The bull grunted out the order, the wait starting to get on his nerves.
The roo turned his face back towards the horse and grinned up at him as he drew the fabric knfe along the revealed side of the black boxers. The fabric shifted down revealing slim, powerful hips and the curve of an ass that was just right for squeezing or acting as a pillow for someone to pound into again and again and again. Lazarus nickered and tried to move his hips away from the knife but all that achieved was revealing more of himself to the two police officers. Two seconds later it didn't matter anyway as the shorter police officer pulled his knife down and stepped back as the fabric fell.
Lazarus had never been ashamed of his body. It's not like he thought it was an overly good looking one but he worked out, ate well and took pride in his appearance. But he still tried to bring his hands down to cover himself, to hide that last intimate detail from the two officers who were looking at him like the last lump of meat at feeding time in the lion enclosure. He wasn't fast enough though and the bull gripped the horses hands and pulled them staight up while moving to step behind the horse.
Jutting form his hips was a length of thick, throbbing horse cock. The long tube was speckled black and pink and the broad tip was flat and wide like his more bestial ancestors. It was rock hard, dripping and neither the bull nor the roo were impressed by it's length. After seeing stallions after stallion in porn the fact that most horses weren't endowed so large that they developed back problems always surprised most of Lazarus's lovers. He shivered as he felt the roo bring out a measuring tape and ran it from the thick, brown pubic fur to the tip of his cock while he whimpered and was held strong by the bull.
"Just under six inches but I bet he gets up to seven, seven and a half when he flares." Jenings said as he put his tape measure away. He grinned as he stood and seconds later hs belt was on the ground followed by his pants and underwear. Laz shivered as he took in the sight of the kangaroos still soft cock. Unlike his own the kangaroo had more human like anatomy, a thick sheath of flesh instead of a furry container. It started at just over an inch but was rapidly growing as the roo stroked his paws along the horses body until the foreskin peeled back revealing a thick pink head and five and a half inches of thick roo meat slapped against the horses own leaking member.
"He likes it" Murmured the bull as he pressed against the horses back, something large, hot and throbbing grinding into the area just above his tail. Large, rough hands moved his arms down in front of Lazarus and then the horse heard a metallic click before he felt the weight of handcuffs on his wrists. The horse whimpered and pulled against them while the kangaroo continued to explore the front of his body.
"You like being fucked?" The bull rumbled behind the horse. He was enjoying the sight, the smells, the entire situation. He'd seen the roo naked before, several times in fact, but the sight of the two similarly sized dicks grinding against each other was driving him wild.
Lazarus nodded his reply. He was already naked except for a pair of sandals, erect and dripping, there was no point in lying about anything else. He felt the roo's paws move up to his shoulders and started to pull him down. The horse resisted for a second but a warning sound from the bull cut through his defences and he collapses down onto his knees. In front of him, right there so close his nostrils were flooded with the scent of the marsupials arrousal. He didn't have to be told what was expected of him and he opened his muzzle wide and took the roo's prick right to the groin in one move.
Jennings grunted, his cock suddendly engulfed in a moist heat, and stroke a paw through the horses mane. He had expected to have to talk the horse into it, humiliate him or bribe him. Instead a tongue was now working along the underside of his shaft and the horse was beginning to even bob his head back and forth. The police officer took the horses head in his paws and held it stead as he started to pump back and forth. The truth was he didn't need too, the horse had been doing a fantastic job on sucking him down, but he needed to do something to reclaim his dominance.
"Get it nice and slick. It's goign to be lodged balls deep in our ring in a few minutes you know." The kangaroo said between pants, he had to say something and even if it was bad porn dialogue it was making the horse suck harder.
"It's a good thing your more of a mare than a stallion you know." The roo continued, completely ignoring the fact that the horse was still bigger than him. The shorter police officer drew his hips back until just the tip remained in the horse's muzzle, filling Lazarus's mouth with his salty preseed. He drew back just a little more and smacked the horses flate nose with his tip, leaving a smear of his preseed and the scent of him there to irritate the horse for hours.
"Just look at him" The roo said, his eyes looking over Lazarus's shoulder and his voice, almost reverential.
The horse turned his head and had to blink several times. The bull was naked from the waist down like the roo was, both officers wearing matching uniforms again. But Lazarus didn't really notice this, heck a nuclear bomb could have gone off and he wouldn't have noticed. He was entirely fixated on long, thick black inches jutting from the bulls groin. It put most of the other horses he knew to shame. It made him wish he was more like the stallions in porn, that his own modest length had measured up to his fathers or brothers. Mostly though it made his cock shoot a line of pre a good meter away from him while his mouth went dry.
Lazarus didn't react as the kangaroo turned him and pushed him down onto all fours. He felt the smaller, definitely smaller now, officers hands moving him onto all fours he just didn't react because his entire attention was focused on the bulls groin, the impossible length just hanging there, he wasn't even entirely sure it was fully hard. Only when his tail was lifted and a dull warmth pressed against his puckered ring did his attention revert back to the kangaroo.
Officer Jennings grunted as he thrust himself forward. He had spent long minutes before stroking the horses rump, admiring it's firmness, the shape of it, the colour. He had spread the cheeks and licked his lips at the sight of the puckered black ring and had worked a few spit soaked fingers around it, lubing the entry but not the passage. Then he had lined himself up and now his powerful hips the ones biologically designed to help his animal ancestor jump all day long, were raming his thick dick into the horses barely prepared ass.
"Oh god!" Lazarus exclaimed as he felt his ring spread and the kangaroo's hot prick push into him. It only took a second or two for the roo to bottom out but he didn't stop there. He gripped the horses hips and pulled him back until his ball sack was rubbing through the ass cleft too. Jennings grunted as he felt the horse tighten around him, his ass trying to push his rigid pole out of him.
The kangaroo held himself as deep as he could, all five and a half inches throbbing and hard as steel, while the horse whimpered and tried to push the intruder out. Lazarus had had bigger cocks, longer and thicker, but they had all taken their time. The shift from empty to full had been so intense, so painful and so... hot. The horses face was dripping sweat as he finally gave in and relaxed. The roo grinned and gave the tight ass a slap as he pulled back to the tip and slammed in again.
"God damn, just god damn" The roo muttered to himself as he looked down. He could see the the horses tight ring wrapped around him, stretching and relaxing as he surged back and forth, his short prick making up for it's length in movement and accuracy. Every thrust went deep and pulled back to the tip. And every thrust went right past the prostate, the roo's length perfect for letting his thick knob hammer against it making the horse beneath him shudder in pleasure.
Lazarus grunted and pushed back against the roo wanting more of his cock. It wasn't that the roo was small, he didn't care about that. He could have been the size of the bull walking towards him and he still would have been hammering himself back against him. The roo knew how to use his cock in a way the horse had only had once or twice before. The way the roo ground his hips against him and just held his thick prick deep inside the horse. The fact that every thrust, without fail hit some part inside him that made him shudder or made his cock pulse. Despite the fact he was being used, that the roo's fat cock was getting far more pleasure out of the act that the horse could, Lazarus was dripping like a fountain.
"Open wide!" The bull growled and Laz looked up only to have his muzzle slapped by the weighty black shaft of the bull's cock. Close up he could make out every vein, every groove, the thick head, the large low hanging balls and the pre starting to to wet the flat head. The horse didn't hesitate and his long muzzle opened up and was filled with tangy bull cock in seconds. He bulls hands gripped behind the horses ears and he held the horse there while he slammed himself in to the hilt.
Almost to the hilt.
Lazarus gagged and pulled his muzzle away despite the bulls grip, there was literally no way all that meat was going to fit in his mouth. and if it wouldn't fit there then... The bull didn't relent though and he pulled the horses muzzle down by the mane, right down as deep as he could go so that only an inch or so of fat bull shaft jutted out of Laz's muzzle.
The horse groaned around the bulls cock as the larger officer started to pull back and forth. It wasn't long as all before he was being ploughed at both ends, the thick black length in his muzzle and the short red length in his ass making him groan and shiver like a bitch in heat. A bitch in heat surrounded by a pack of young males.
Jennings grunted as he took in the sight of the bull breeding the horses muzzle. The thick length that put his to shame even when flaccid was now slick with the horses saliva and glinted in the moonlight. The disregard the bull had for the horses muzzle, the way he pulled the gagging horse deeper every time, just made the scene all the hotter and the roo felt his balls starting to pull up. He didn't hold back or slow down to buy himself more time. Instead he used one hand to grip the horses tail base and the other to hold his hip tight and hammered himself back and forth as hard and as fast as he could.
Laz's eyes opened wide as he felt the roo speed up, surges of electrical pleasure rushing across his synapses, his nerves and all terminating his cock. He grunted around the pull and tried to pull away, to breathe, as his orgasm built. But the bull wouldn't take any of that and just kept Laz's muzzle deep on his cock while the kangaroo emptied his balls inside the horses rump.
With a grunt Jennings pulled free, his cock shiny and coated in his seed as he staggered back and almost collapsed to the ground. Shaking in pleasure and breathing in deep he watched as the bull pulled himself free of the horses muzzle. He rewarded Lazarus with a playful smack of his cock right against the nose, the scent of his cock and the kangaroo's now firmly etched there until the horse could get a chance to wash it off.
The bull lent down and undid the cuffs on the horses wrists. He didn't give Lazarus a chance to stretch them though as he grabbed them an pulled them behind his body before locking them again, the horse falling face first onto the grass beside the road.
"Now you were moaning and groaning just from Chris' excuse for a cock there. And yeah, he knows how to use it. But it's not like it's a real man cock now is it?" The bull said, his voice low and deep. As he spoke he reached down and gripped the horse by his shoulder and pulled him up onto his knees, the horses rigid cock pointing up just above the horizon. the bull ignored the dirty look the roo gave him and continued. The bull leant forward and his prick hung over the horses shoulder right next to his face. Lazarus could feel the heat of it, the weight of it, right there, but he was completely powerless to do anything but appreciate it and listen.
"Now I'm going to show you what a real man can do" Peters said. The hand on the horses shoulder stayed there while the cock left. Lazarus' heart was beating so hard and fast he could feel his cock twitching up and down from it. He could hear the bull behind him, lowering himself down, he could feel the heat of that monster drawing down his back until it was between his cheeks. The bulls spare paw spread his cheeks easily, two fingers on each ripe orb of flesh to spread them.
Lazarus whimpered as the head of the bulls cock started to stretch him. The bull took his time but he never relented, he never backed down, no matter how much the horses ring resisted him he just held his course. Lazarus cried out as he felt the shift from the smooth glans to the veiny shaft, the cum the roo had left in him making sure the beast only stretched him and never tore him open.. He couldn't remember ever having been stretched like this, none of his toys came close. Inch after inch sank into him and the horses shaft didn't dip one iota, it stayed as hard as steel until he felt the warmth breath of the bull on the back of his neck and the solid stomach and chest against his back. The bull grinned and gave a hard thrust and was in as deep as he could go, the same problem the bull had encounter with the horses mouth apparent here too.
"You rolling?" The bull said and Lazarus looked around to see what he was talking about.
In one hand the kangaroo had his cock, firm again, and was stroking it. The thick foreskin went over the bell end and back again, slow leisurely strokes that showed the roo had a long time left before he'd even think about stroking himself properly. In his other was a camera, it's green light brilliant in the dark of the night.Lazarus immediately lifted his arms to cover his face, his cock, to hide his shame, but found them still handcuffed behind him.
Both the bulls hands gripped the horse firmly, one on his shoulder one on his ass. Both held the short fur of the horse tightly as he pulled his hips back quickly. Lazarus shuddered at the sudden absence that the bull had left and then yelled out as it was replaced, all of it, in a split second. The bull grunted loudly, his mouth a wide grin of pleasure, as he started to really fuck the horse.
The bull loved fucking guys like this. He had twinks hanging off him left and right whenever he went to the clubs but they saw his cock an ran. Or complained when he got rough. Or couldn't get their mouth's around it. A man like this horse though was perfect though, and not just because he was attractive. No he was perfect because he could take a pounding. The bull grunted and sped up his hips as he looked down at his handy work. the black ring no longer could be described as tight but around his thick prick it was like a glove.
Lazarus yelled loudly. The bull was huge and tearing him open and his ass was in pain and his dick... His dick was rigid,dripping and wanting more. He had no control over the situation or he would be pushing back. He couldn't even make out words only syllables and grunts as the bull gave him everything he could take and more. His mane stuck to his face all over the place.
The bull threw back his head and roared briefly. If it had been colder he would have been the picture of the perfect bull as jets of air rushed through his nostrils, in and out, in and out, just like his third leg did to the horse in front of him. The bull had never been one to go for hours, he went for brute strength over stamina, after all it was his pleasure he was after. but still the pressure building in his balls was fast even for him and he wanted more. He yanked himself free of the horse and pulled Lazarus up to his feet.
Without a word the bull lead the unprotesting horse up to the horses car and slammed Lazarus against the bonnet, the same thing he had done to a thief three hours ago. Peters growled and gripped the horses luscious mounds and spread them open, revealing the well fucked and still spread open ring. Within seconds the bull was as deep as he could get again Lazarus was gasping in pain and pleasure again. The bull pulled his hands from the horses rump and slammed them down onto the hood of the car on either side of the horses head, leaving his knuckles sore, bleeding in fact, and the car hood dented.
The kangaroo's fist was a blur now as he watched the scene through the camera. He had been partners with the bull for two years now. For a year and a half they had been accepting sexual bribes and he knew the bull was rough, but he ha never been this rough before. The car's suspension squealed in protest as the bull started to ram himself back and forth into Lazarus' overly stuffed rump. Again and again the bull pulled back and thrust in as deep as he could, breeding the horse beneath him as best he could while the horse grunted and pushed back against him, every time just wanting one last thrust.
Finally the bull grunted and gripped the horse tightly. His hips pulled back and pushed in as deep as they could go, his heavy balls slapping against the horse as he got that last inch in finally and started to cum. Lazarus eyes opened wide as he felt it. He never felt guys cum when they were inside him but the size of the bull and the way he was flaring inside him. The horse let out a strangled grunt as his own cock, caught between his groin and the unyielding metal of the car, started to shoot. This wads of cum splattered over the already discoloured surface while what felt to Lazarus like a bucket of cum was shot up his ass.
The bull huffed deeply as he held himself balls deep. Neither of them were really aware oft he grunts of the kangaroo as he shot his second load watching the bull breeding his "mare". Peters gave a deep grunt and then pulled imself back, his cock already losing its firmness, a price he paid gladly for his size. He gaze the horses rump a good hard squeeze and then nodded to the roo.
"Grab my pants, obviously the breathalyzer's broken."
And without another word the kangaroo grabbed their scattered clothes, switched off the camera and walked back to the police car. The bull fished the handcuff keys out of his breast pocket and undid the handcuffs around the horses wrists, the area underneath raw and red.
"You did good kid." The bull said before he walked back to his car, his long cock slapping wetly against his thighs as he did so. Lazarus just moaned and stayed flat on the bonnet of the car try to untangle whether he should angry or thankful.
Epilogue - one week later
Lazarus was sitting at his computer chatting. He hadn't told anyone in real life what had happened but all of his online friends had called him either a liar, a legend or both. He was about to log off and go to bed, probably to more dreams of the bull or the roo or both, when the tone of a new email played.
He opened it and his eyes widened as a video file started to play. He heard his gasps, the bulls grunts and the kangaroo's hectic breathing. His dick went from flaccid to harder than adamantium in seconds as he watched himself being mounted by the bull.
Underneath was a simple sentence.
"Same place, same time, tonight. Peters and Jennings and Co."