Locker Room Tales - Sauna Session - (Short)

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#6 of Locker Room Tales

Ebony, having given cheek one too many times, is forced to run laps by the Coach, afterwards, he retires to the Sauna with his friends, Patrick, James and Chester - what starts as a harmless bit of friendly rivalry, James incites Ebony with a bet - a bet the effeminate Friesian is most eager to win...


Locker Room Tales

Sauna Session

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

18thApril 2023

All Rights Reserved.

Ebony backed through the sauna doorway, then turned around, showing his coal black pelt before he backed up and shut the airlock door behind him. Peering through the steam, he saw his best friends - who all languidly sprawled as naked as the day they'd been foaled, wreathes of steam swirling.

"Urgh - " Ebony moaned theatrically, placing the back of his hand against his forehead. "Coach Underwood rode me hard... I'm a Freisian, not a Thoroughbred!"

Jeers and laughter come from Patrick and James, only Chester remained silent, flicking one ear as he poured more water over the hot coals.

"Would he even touch the sides with Ebony?" Patrick snickered.

James laughed and wiped his sweat soaked forehead. "Would need to strap a board to his foot paws, or he'd fall right in!"

"Oh, har har har," Ebony retorted, slumping sullenly onto the bench seat then resting his black hands on his knees, leaning forwards and inhaling the steam through his flaring nostrils. "You two are just jealous..."

"Jealous - of you?" Chester grunted. "I warned you, keep up your foolish antics - how many laps was it _this_time?"

"Twenty..." Ebony grunted, then leaned back, resting his elbows on the bench, either side of Patrick's hooves.

As he tilted his head back, Ebony's eyes widened and he smirked. "Oh, hi there - "

Patrick snorted and pulled his legs together, a blush creeping up his face. Awkwardly, he crossed his legs and James nickered laughter.

"If that was an inch longer, Ebony would have mistaken that for a sausage!"

"You're just jealous - " Patrick laughed. "Take it in girls - seven inches of stud, right here for a fillies pleasure..."

"I wouldn't say no - " Ebony giggled.

Patrick snorted, then relaxed and let himself drop, slapping it between Ebony's ears so the Stallion's eyes went wide, then cross-eyed as he stared down the length that lay from forehead to tip of nose.

"Oh, its so cute!" James whickered in laughter. "It's like a miniature colt with dreams of adequacy and grandeur!"

"Keep it up..." Patrick growled good-naturedly. "I'll shove it so far up under your tail..."

"Like_that's_ the first time..." Ebony giggled.

"Quiet mare, the stallions are talking..." Patrick and James retorted, then glanced at each other and gave each other a high five.

"Really? After everything I've endured..."

Chester snorted. "Endured? More like enjoyed..."

Patrick and James laughed until both had tears streaking down their muzzles. Ebony huffed and crossed his arms, looking sullen and sulky.

"Hey, Ebony?" James grinned, leaning over and whispering into Ebony's back-swept ears.

Ebony flicked an ear, then his eyes went wide, before he blushed and a mischievous smile spread across his black lips.

"Oh, I couldn't...possibly..."

Chester sighed, then rested his head in a hand.

"What are you two colts doing now..."

"Nothing, why...do you think I should?" Ebony squeaked, adopting a sweet, sheepish look, scuffing the floor with a hoof.

"Urgh, I swear Ebony, one day..."

"Here and now?" Ebony squealed, clapping his hands together, his hooflets clicking.

Chester stared at Ebony, before he sighed and threw his head back. "Why do I put up with you?"

"Because I'm sweet and innocent and..." Ebony chortled.

Chester's hand come out of the steam and clamped Ebony's muzzle shut.

"Mmph!" Ebony grunted, then rolled his eyes upwards, looking at the thickening length.

"Oh, let the mare go you bully," Patrick snorted. "I'm curious now, just what did you and Ebony..."

Patrick's breath exploded out his nostrils, his hooflets gripping the edge of the bench seat as he felt Ebony's tongue flicker across his penile head.

"God damn it - " James laughed. "You win Ebony..."

"Urgh..." Patrick's pants come. "Fuck you...Ebony..."

Ebony smirked, tilting his head back further and wrapping his tongue around Patrick's penile head, gripping it in a wet, sticky hold - before he shuddered and pulled away.

"Would you? You promise?"

Patrick shuddered, feeling his arousal growing uncontrolled, as Ebony stood, then looked around. Snatching a discarded towel, Ebony doubled it over, then spread it on the floor closest to the bench seats.

"Five bucks says Patrick won't last a minute.." James laughed.

"Deal!" Chester snickered, sitting as far from Patrick and Ebony as he could.

"I hate you both so much - " Patrick growled, laying his ears back, glaring at the two chuckling stallions. "I...urk!"

Ebony snickered, then in seemingly effortless ease, took Patrick's length past the medial ring and down Ebony's throat. Ebony blew through his nostrils, his tongue curling around Patrick's length and making it slick with saliva. As Ebony withdrew, Patrick gasped and shuddered - a quick spurt of pre-ejaculate spattering on Ebony's forehead.

"Really!" Ebony squeaked.

Patrick blushed, then leaned forwards and gripped Ebony's ears, before pushing the Freisian head down. Ebony snickered and again, began his talented work.

"Damn..." James whispered, wide eyed and staring.

Chester coughed into a hand, crossing his legs and quivering.

Ebony opened his eyes, looking up and tipping them a sly wink, as his cheeks billowed out on the downward bob of his head, hollowing out on the upward. Loud slurping sounds come from Ebony's muzzle and a drizzle of drool leaked from the corner of his muzzle.

"Nnghghgh...." Patrick gurgled, his hooflets gouging at the hardwood on which he sat, his hooves clattering. "Eb...no...not..."

Ebony's smirk spread wider, his tail raising like an Arabian as he began to swirl his tongue and his head bobbed up and down in time to the tail pumps.

"Fifty seconds - new record!" Chester snickered. "You lost your talent mare?"

Ebony's eyes narrowed behind his dark lids, before he titled his head forwards, then Patrick nickered loud and hard - Ebony's eyes snapping wide as Patrick gripped Ebony's ears and buried his full length into Ebony's muzzle. James laughed hysterically, then playfully punched Chester on the bicep.

"Pay up stud! I knew my girl would come through..."

"God damn Friesian..." Patrick gurgled, his head thumping back against the headboard, muzzle hanging open and eyes squinted closed.

"Mmmm..." Ebony gurgled, his black furred throat rippling as he swallowed the gift he'd been given, not wasting a single drop.

Carefully, he pulled his head back, cradling the still half erect length in his hands, before looking down at it.

"Tasty snack..." Ebony grunted, then flicked his tail.

Patrick, barely conscious, tilted his head forward and glared balefully at Ebony.

"Snack?" I'm a Palomino, the God's never made a finer equine - I'm hardly a_snack_ - I'm a main course!"

James looked at Chester, who looked back at James, before both Paint and Thoroughbred burst into hysterical laughter.

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