FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Foreword: Yes, it's very tongue in cheek and silly. Don't expect much from this random idea :P

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Hank Jacobs stared dead ahead along the long dusty road that stretched out before him as he headed back home after a long day of working the fields. His job wasn't complex, but it was honest work. The sun was already going down and it was getting close to dinner time, as his grumbling stomach suddenly reminded him. The old Friesian stallion's charcoal black coat was now dotted with flecks of grey as his age caught up with him, but he was still as handsome now as he was back in his prime, just more grizzled and refined, as his wife Jenny liked to say.

As he approached the Hansons old barn, "Bessy",his vehicle, began to sputter and jerk, soon rolling to a stop in the middle of the road. Hank grumbled as he tried the ignition again, but barely heard the ticking of the alternator as his old reliable truck refused to start. Looking over at the Hansons barn, he figured they wouldn't mind if he borrowed some of their tools to get her going again. Hopping out of the squeaky door, the old horse made his way over toward the barn and soon entered the open door, half expecting old man Hanson to still be there, but even after calling out, there was no reply.

Hank shrugged and pressed on, stepping in further into the barn as he spotted the workbench which would have what he needed. As he reached the workbench, a bright light suddenly appeared behind him, almost blinding Hank when he turned around and expected to see a car with their headlights set on high beam sitting at the door. But with his eyes shielded, he couldn't see a vehicle sitting outside, the light appeared to be coming down from somewhere above the barn. What he could see however, was a rather tall and slender looking person.

"Who're you?" Hank called out to the tall skinny stranger.

"I am Eerik'Shon" A soft almost musical voice called out.

"Eric? I don't know any Eric, you shouldn't be in here son..." Hank called out as kindly but as firmly as he could, without being offensive.

"I come from far away, to perform an experiment. I require one such as yourself, for what your kind calls, sex" the slender silhouette called out and took a step closer.

"The fuck you are..." Hank snorted and picked up the largest wrench he could find, only to have it suddenly yanked from his hand by an unseen force. "What in the world..." the horse muttered as the heavy tool hung over his head for a brief moment, only to come down with a firm swing against the side of his head. The last thing Hank saw was the slender form moving in closer before everything went dark.

When he finally came to, he had to blink and squint his eyes due to the bright white light in the room. As he looked around, he spotted a tall slender person. "Eric? What the fuck is going on here?" the stallion snorted as he fought against the straps and clamps holding him down on what appeared to be a doctors chair. Hank became acutely aware he was naked when the chairs stirrups suddenly spread wide and his limp cock flopped down between his buttocks. "Why the fuck am I naked?" he bellowed.

"It is simply for the experiment, once I am done, I will return your clothes to you, and you to that simple structure" the tall slender being turned around to speak directly to him, making the old horse balk at its appearance. It looked almost like a fox, but there was no fur. Only soft grey skin, with large dark eyes and small pointy ears. It brought to mind the Sphinx hairless cat, as if they'd been crossbred with a fox and this unholy abomination was the result. More worryingly was that despite Eric's slender form, he was just as naked as Hank along with sporting similar sized equipment. Though somehow it looked far bigger on Eric than it had any right to.

"Look here, son. I'm married, I like women...you know, the kind without the dangly bits up front?" Hank tried to reason with Eric, hoping the alien knew there were other genders beside his on this planet.

"I am aware, it matters not. We do not draw such primitive lines on my home world of Fah'Get, love is love and fun is fun" the grey hairless foxlike alien replied as he reached down to gently grasp Hanks soft member, lifting it upward as he examined the horses large testicles.

"Well I sure as hell do mind, you're getting awfully close to what is only an exit there, buddy!" Hank nearly yelled, but it seemed like Eric was not intimidated by him at all. Instead, the alien simply attached a transparent ring about the shaft of his cock, just behind his flared tip. When Eric released his grip on Hank's dick, the ring remained in place, keeping his flaccid member held upright. Soon the ring began to pulse and glow, all the different colours of the rainbow, bringing with it a rather unusual but not unpleasant feeling. "What the fuck is that thing?" the horse snorted, starting to squirm uncomfortably against his bonds. A faint shimmer had encased the entire length of his cock, which was quickly becoming rock hard as it felt like he was balls deep in his wife back home.

Eric didn't reply however, he was too busy applying a different sort of ring about the base of Hank's large ebony balls. One hand gently tugging them a little further from his scrotum as the other snapped a more slender ring about their base. Eric stared up at Hank as he pressed a fingertip to a spot on the second ring, making it slowly shrink in size until the horse snorted in discomfort.

"What the hell is that, get it off! It's too fucking tight!" Hank whinnied in panic, but Eric did no such thing. Again he was too busy dipping his fingers into a container on a little medical stand beside him, collecting some of the thick green gel before starting to apply it to Hank's exposed and vulnerable pucker. Hank shook his head fervently, trying to ignore the ring just beneath his flare while Eric began to push two slender fingers up his as. He'd never even had his prostate checked as he didn't want another man sticking their fingers in him, he'd rather take his chances with the risks. But now he had a strange creature fingering him like he'd done to Bettsy Watson the night of his high school prom! "Get your goddamn fingers out of me, or I'll..." Hank began to shout at the alien.

"If you wish, but I usually do recommend being properly prepared" Eric replied with a shrug of his shoulders before withdrawing his slender digits from the bound horse's posterior. Instead of releasing Hank however, he instead reached down to grasp his own similarly sized length, bringing the flat tip of his cock up to nudge against the stallion's slick pucker.

"No, wait...that's not what I meant!" Hank was staring wide eyed at the alien, again shaking his head no. But it was no use, Eric simply pushed his slender his forward and speared his thick length deep into Hanks virgin bowels. "Fucking fucker, son of a bitch, cunt!" the old farmhand snorted and bellowed, his asshole burning white hot as he was deflowered and stretched open to take his first cock ever.

"Hmm, interesting" Eric mumbled to himself as he reached down to his left and tapped a few times on what looked to be a data pad.

"Interesting? You've got your dick up my ass and all you can say is it's interesting?" Hank snorted angrily, wishing his hands were free so he could deck that smug look of Eric's face.

"Tighter than I expected, given your size" Eric noted as he pulled back a few inches, only to buck back into the restrained horse.

"Because this isn't how I prefer to fuck!" the horse grunted as he was forced to take the entirety of the hairless fox-like aliens thick prick.

"Noted" Eric replied, tapping a few more times on his notepad before turning to look at Hank with curiosity. "Did I use enough lubricant, shall I apply more to make this easier for you?" the alien asked with curiosity.

"You can get your goddamn dick outta my ass is what you can fucking do!" the horse snorted, spittle flying as he glared at Eric.

"I'm sorry, Hank, I can't do that" came the soft response, almost sounding like a computer. Instead, the alien began to withdraw his length from the tight gripping heat of his captives' rear almost completely, before hilting him again and again. His head canted to one side as he watched Hank's large dark balls bounce and sway with every thrust while the large horse whinnied and nickered in discomfort.

Soon even Eric's composure began to falter as he gave his first pant of pleasure, leaning over between Hank's spread thighs, with his stiff cock pressed up against his slender belly. The fox-like alien began to hammer harder and faster into the wincing stallion, feeling his own pleasure begin to boil over. With a highpitched almost whistle like sound, Eric's hips began to jerk and buck, his slender hips clapping softly against Hanks backside.

"Oh you sonuva..." the horse snorted as he felt a strange tingling warmth spreading deep inside him. The damned alien had just cum inside him like he was a damned whore!

"My apologies, it is not customary for the giver to finish first on my world" Eric mumbled before pushing himself upright with one hand, while the other reached down to tap a spot on the ring still vibrating and glowing the colours of the rainbow about Hank's prick. The effect was instant, the horses eyes went wide as it suddenly felt like he was getting the best blowjob of his life, while simultaneously fucking his wife at a jackhammer pace. Hank was soon lost in his own pleasure that he didn't notice when the alien withdrew its length from him, Eric watched as the opening to the horses vas deferens started to almost palpitate, his orbs trying to draw up tight against his body as his own release demanded freedom.

"What...why can't I cum? I need to cum so bad!" Hank begged, his hips bucking up uselessly into the rainbow coloured ring about his member. Eric watched for a few moments, listening to his captive beg before finally relenting and reaching down to tap the ring about the base of his twitching sack. Immediately all colour vanished from the ring and it dropped uselessly to the floor below, just as the first shot of Hank's seed errupted from his tip. Or at least should have erupted, but curiously nothing spewed forth. Instead the rainbow coloured ring just pulse a bright pink every time Hank shot another rope of thick equine seed into nothingness.

Eventually his climax subsided and his balls were empty, a tired looking stallion lay panting and staring up at the ceiling. Even the highly advanced alien tech could not keep his cock erect any longer. Eric tapped a few more times on his data pad beside him, before gesturing at an unseen panel. The ebony coated equine blipped out of existence on the ship, suddenly finding himself sitting in the driver's seat of his pickup with the engine still running. The recent events of the night had been wiped from his mind, the only evidence anything had happened was that his ass ached something fierce.

"Gotta tell Jenny to lay off them Jalapenos, they're wrecking my asshole" Hank muttered to himself and continued his drive home.

"You know, there are easier ways to collect those samples from the earthlings. You don't have to fuck them every time, Eerik'Shon" another hairless-foxlike creature spoke over their internal communications, eliciting a grin from Eric.