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Hello, and welcome to the first installment of my miniseries "Steps to Pleasure." This story will be told in multiple installments posted about a day apart from each other.

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Gage Roberts had always thought that he was a pretty well rounded kind of a guy.

He was 24 going on 25, a stallion in his prime, or at least that was the horse's own opinion. He had a nice desk job at a company manufacturing metal casings for Raytheon avionics systems, which they put on fighter jets, and working for a subcontractor to a defense giant meant that his job was pretty much safe from any downsizing or other dangers of the economical downturn. Gage had a nice body which attracted the attention of every girl in every bar he happened to enter, and he had the impressive record of banging at least thirty new pussies per year ever since he had turned 17 years old.

Sex was great, because it made him feel like his ancestors, running free on the open plains and enjoying the breeze rushing through their mane when they galloped into the sunset. Gage's equivalent was having the bitches' paws raking through his nice, blonde mane while he rode their drippy snatches until sunrise. His horny gallop was known to make the bedsprings squawk loud enough to receive complaints from the neighbors. He bought condoms from the local drugstore so often that once the clerk had suggested that he could be the new spokesperson for Ursoplus' new stallion-oriented Neigh Deluxe range of extra big and extra durable prophylactics. Gage had flipped the nosy otter the middle finger and suggested that the pudgy lutrine seriously needed to eat some pussy.

Gage was proud of the fact that any girl he took in for a special ride on his extra veiny and throbbing shaft was never left without at least seconds or even a third helping, possibly assisted by the stallion's agile tongue. His muzzle had known almost as many vaginas as his impressively stiff lance of male virility, and he certainly did not have to call that juicy bouquet an acquired taste.

Still, even with his prodigious sexual appetite and the remarkable rate on which he went through the meat counter that was the single bars of San Diego, the hunky office stallion had one more sexual secret that he had withheld from his numerous partners.

It had started innocent enough when he was only 15 years old, horny as hell and satisfying his rampart urges via up to half a dozen pawing off session per day. He would go through the motions sometimes to simply get the damn boner away from the front of his jeans where twelve inches of horse cock would be more than certain to cause a stir should it be noticed.

Sometimes he would lie down on his bed in his room, hot from sexual tension and malfunctioning air conditioning, and rub his hands all over his slowly developing muscles. He would stroke all over his brown, beautiful skin and soft furs, letting the sexual tension rise to levels almost unbearable. Then Gage would grab his throbbing erection and bring himself to a ball-exploding two-handed orgasm that would leave him panting and neighing and with his chest covered in what looked like enough horse spunk to fill a three-ounce bottle of Coke.

One night, though, Gage had the great idea that it might feel really neat to hump the bed as if it was a juicy mare simply waiting for something big and throbbing to pierce her slick folds of flesh and fill her up good with horny stallion meat. The naked and horny horse simply grabbed a pillow, stuck it between his belly and the mattress and started going at it, eyes closed and with the images of his favorite mare going through in his mind while Gage fucked the bed madly.

Hell, even positioned like that it was too much of a temptation not to grope himself a little bit as well. Gage humped the pillow and let his hands grab each of his shapely rump cheeks, pressing down onto them and imagining that instead of his own hands it would be those of the mare underneath him, using her hands on his ass to make sure that he would push balls deep into her with each hard thrust from the stallion's hips. Gage neighed and snorted against his mattress, trying to keep the noise down the best he could while he got even more horny from feeling up his own flexing ass. His beautiful white tail swished from side to side as he kept up fucking his imaginary lover, thinking how good it'd be feeling to bury himself as deep as he could into such a willing hole. He was making quite the mess on the pillow, but being in a nearly mouth-foaming state of arousal, there was no stopping the horny stallion boy from taking all the pleasure he could have.

It was in that position that the stallion's groping fingers slid across his sweaty butt and into the crevice between the two honed muscular halves of that eye-catching rump and accidentally slipped into the no-man's land of musky undertail territory.

Gage missed one thrust as he experienced the surprising sensation of having his fingertips brush against the forbidden and secret place at the apex of his ass crack, namely the ring-shaped muscle of his anus, untouched and definitely unthought. It was there for some purpose, right, but there was nothing there that would interest the stallion.

Gage snorted and pulled his hand away from where it had accidentally ventured and snuffled as he felt that usually neglected muscle flex, sending a wave of odd warmth throughout his nether regions. His cock throbbed and his thigh muscles tensed, increasing the warmth. He laid flat on his belly for a moment, cock pulsing between the pillow and his belly, hands stuck on his ass as he breathed heavily and wondered just what the hell had just happened. It couldn't have been that touching his tailhole had felt good? It wasn't a sex organ; they never talked about that on the minuscule amount of sex ed, after all, and the girls who got fucked in the ass on porn always cried out in pain, so it can't have been that, right?

The stallion lay still for a while and flexed his ass a couple of times to keep his cock stroked and going, and kept his hands where they were, flat over his horse rump. It felt nice to have them there, like before, but there was still an odd itching coming from between those ass cheeks. Sure he knew that his tailhole flexed and clenched when he cummed, he'd feel that often enough, but he'd never actually done anything to feel it out or anything, so why was this different.

Gage pressed down on his ass a little bit more and tried out how it felt like to drag his ass cheeks apart a little bit. That felt neat enough, in fact, and made his cock throb some more. His balls felt more itchy, too, and that odd muscle in his ass crack seemed to clench, giving a smaller version of that warm wave of pleasure which had earlier passed through him.

"What the hell...," Gage had mused and tugged on his ass cheeks again.

There was the feeling again, that kinda neat tension and warmth, spreading through his belly and all the way to the tip of his big, trapped cock. That wasn't bad at all, and he did it again, and pressed his cock more firmly against the mattress while he fondled his ass and applied that tension back to the base of his tail and the hidden muscles there.

Gage ramped up his thrusts against the pillow again, and he in fact got off that way, humping his sticky load onto the mattress and the sheets and the pillow and his own belly and chest, making everything into a big heap of cummy mess. His mum had even complimented Gage on his eagerness to help with the chores when the ball-drained horse was caught stuffing all of his sheets and pillow casings into the hamper at the basement. Hell, that was really the only time he was ever paid for having sex, because proud mom had even gave him five dollars for a job well done!

The next time Gage was in the mood for something new he went a little bit further. This time happened in the shower, the stallion standing under the warm spray of water. Of course, being all naked and soaped up also got the horse to become horny, which he was anyway most of the time at that tender age, and he would stroke a good lather over his soapy cock and go to town at himself. Gage's free hand slipped between his spread thighs and squeezed and rubbed his big, churning balls, enjoying how heavy that package felt on his palm. His flesh was slick and warm and hot and it took little effort to rub his hand between his legs, feeling up for the stiff base of cock running all the way deep into his body. His fingers pressed and prodded against that fleshy base and stroked his cock in a rather unconventional way...and with the water running down his back bringing soap suds and warmth down to his rump, it was not too surprising that his fingers slipped a little bit higher and pressed against that hidden pucker.

Gage's horny cock throbbed in his paw as he let his fingertips stroke over flexing, slick skin and muscle buried at the base of his tail. He neighed quietly as the muscle responded to every one of his touches with a pulsing clenching of the ring-shaped pucker, sending more of that mysterious warmth coursing through his belly. He kept up the careful stroking of the surely squeaky clean ass place while his other hand made a good job up and down his slick shaft. He ended up splashing so much cum to the wall that it looked like he'd squeezed shampoo to it. His snorts were hot enough that they would probably have fogged up the door of the shower cabinet even without the warm water running over his orgasm-tense body.

It became kind of a new shower ritual for the constantly horny stallion. He'd strip down, soap up and linger under the hot water, scrubbing himself clean carefully. His hands would stroke all over his body, rubbing his muscled chest and nipples and he'd neigh as he'd feel them harden, and by the time he'd reach his sheath there would be a considerable length of hot cock peeking out its folded protective skin. His palm would greet the thick, pink shaft like an old friend, gently stroking over the blunt tip and the growing shaft until all 12 inches stood up proudly.

With equal care, the stallion would soap up his hand and rub it up and down between his thick ass cheeks, copping good feels of his low hangers before getting back up along the slick crevice until he found the hot tailhole, wet and ready for some secret play. Gage had easily found out that it felt even better than usual to cum if he would keep up the pressure on his anus while he blew his nut, his tail swishing against his hand while he played with himself on both ends. His hidden muscles throbbed and jumped as much as his fleshy cock did, and sometimes it almost felt like the ring-muscle was trying to nip at the fingers stroking around its rim. Gage had even pressed his fingertip against the very centre of his anus a couple of times, and he'd feel how it pulsed under his touch. A little bit of extra pressure never did any harm, anyway, more like made it feel even better when he played with himself back there. It also made Gage wonder just how it could be made to feel even more interesting...

The first time Gage actually fingered himself was almost accidental, just like the first time he had touched his forbidden anus. He was again found from the shower, going at his cock and tailhole at a slowly increasing intensity, his breaths coming as hot huffs while the muscular track runner horse played with his body to the best of his ability. A soapy fingertip had been making slow circles around his anus, his thumb and middle finger pushing against his crack and keeping the base of his tail well-exposed for his touching.

The pulsing in his balls grew in intensity every time he added more pressure to his stroke over that soap-slickened anus, and judging from the amount of pre being expelled from his cock, the rest of him wasn't feeling too bad either. The hot water was really relaxing his muscles that were aching a little after a long stint going around the field, and his post-run ritual of whacking off a nice, creamy load would be sure to contribute as well. One particular muscle felt especially relaxed today. With a loud gasp and a bit of a teeth-clenching grunt, Gage felt his fingertip slip past the muscle of his anus and into him, going all the way to the second knuckle before the muscle could raise up its defenses and clamp down on him.

"Nghhhhjhhhh!" the stallion moaned as he felt his body take hold of his finger. His relaxed pucker ring made sucking motions around the fingertip lodged now in his rectum and it felt at least twice as good as just rubbing the muscle from the outside. His virgin nerve endings were teased strongly, and he came to gasping ending, his fingers gripping firmly on the tip of his cum-shooting cock while that singular digit pressed into his tailhole, keeping the pressure up.

Gage's anus did smart a little bit afterwards, and the stallion stayed off his newly found pleasure for a while, thinking that maybe he had hurt himself doing it. After a few days of experiencing no adverse effects, the horse was back to the shower with his beefy ass cheeks spread by an eager hand going up and down his crack, probing and prodding at the muscle with newly renewed curiosity. His tailhole received his finger - this time lubed up with lotion because Gage remembered how sometimes his cock had felt itchy after he pawed off using the soap as a lubricant and he suspected that might have happened with his ass, too - without trouble, and while he was rubbing along the fleshly, smooth walls of his anal canal, Gage made the discovery of his young life.

Later on in his thoughts Gage had decided that finding the little spongy nub of flesh somewhere behind his belly button was almost as profound as discovering the fact that he could bring immense pleasure to himself by rubbing his hand up and down his hard stallion cock. This new inner stroke was different, of course, but still it brought wonderful surges of almost electric pleasure that would make him cum even harder than ever before. Gage finally consulted his biology book and discovered that there was something called the prostate in there, and judging from the little diagram, he had a pretty good suspicion that the cum-making organ was also responsible for his bouts of pleasure that came from rubbing against that invisible spot hidden inside his rectum.

It mattered little for Gage that he knew the name of the organ that was bringing him this pleasure, for what was important was that he had learned how to make his frustrated pawing off sessions even better than before. He even took the habit of doing some back passage fun in the safety of his bed, assisted by some paw lotion and tissues that came handy in other ways as well. Many nights were spent sprawled on his bed now, his butt held up by a pillow while one, two or even three fingers would make their slick way into his body and massage that hidden nut deep inside him. Sometimes Gage could bring himself to the very edge of orgasm simply through this deep stroking, and his cock would slap against his belly, jumping from the internal stimulation and oozing pre all over his abs. He only needed a slow bout of intense pawing off before Gage would lose his load all over himself, filling the room with horny teenaged musk.

At the same time as Gage continued his games, he also found out that the girls were starting to notice him too, which was something that suited more than well for the once-gangly stallion. His newly ripped and track-honed body and his cheeky grin caught him his first girlfriend, a zebra. She gave him his first handjob, his first blowjob and eventually, on a gloriously sweaty afternoon spent at her place while her parents were out, his first actual fuck. Gage actually managed to slip out of her pussy on the first time he tried to pull his hips back, he was that horny, but after the sloppy start things got better and he would lose himself deep inside the neighing zebra's pussy, marking her as his property forever.

Years went past and high school become college, and Gage continued his womanizing ways with trained ease, as if it was just a pastime like...chess. He played the clubs with the precision of a master, honing his strategies until all that was needed was a nice smile and a nice drink and perhaps a couple of rounds of belly or ass-grinding dancing before he'd have his chosen queen of the night on her back or her belly with a foot of horse cock going in and out of their preferred body opening of choice.

Gage played hard and he played a varied game, but something he did not share with his numerous lovers was his liking for anal games. Most of his solo sessions in the shower or the bed, or at the computer when his dorm roommate was out and he was free, included some sort element of tailhole play, whether it was just a quick rub of spit-slickened fingertips against his tailhole or a deep, thorough prostate massage performed with well-lubed fingers pushed deep into the stallion's rectum. Sometimes he had had girls rub his ass and near his tailhole when they were giving him head, but he had never let them push anything in - not that there had been many who had even tried anything of the sort. No, this was something private of his, his own little pleasure that was none else's business. Of course, the stallion knew about gay furs and what they did in bed, and that some of that involved sticking things up the butt of your chosen sexual partner, but Gage also knew that he was a 100% pussy buster and could never even consider falling in love with a guy. Even the idea of some leather-clad, sweaty fur giving him a mawjob or offering some manbutt for him was kinda weird in Gage's mind, not to mention ever letting anyone go near his precious stallion ass untouched by anyone except the horse himself.

Around the age of 20, Gage finally relented to his extended anal curiosities and used the wonderful anonymity of the Internet to order himself a couple of toys, just to see how it'd feel like to try some new things with his play. He had never been one to stick to his old patterns, and even if he did feel a bit of a perv when he picked up the nondescript brown package from the local post office, he couldn't help but feel his tailhole pulse in anticipation while he drove back home. The brown package was a curious reminder to him, sitting on the passenger's seat and rattling subtly with its mysterious contents while Gage drove along the streets and tried not to concentrate on the throbbing in his jeans.

The stallion locked himself up to his nice single room at the new better dorms he had managed to acquire, being a senior, and within minutes he stepped out of the bathroom, naked, hard and with his butt squishing a little from the quick if thorough wash he had given to himself. He spread an oversized towel over his bed and sat down, his tail swishing against the bed as he tore the package open and dropped its contents down over the bed.

Gage's curious eyes moved over the small selection of wrapped plastic items now deposited on his bed, taking in what 150 dollars could buy to you from a high quality online sex shop. There was a series of black, plastic butt plugs, ranging in size from about the size of Gage's thumb all the way to one that seemed to be almost as thick as his own cock, now pressing against the stallion's belly and leaving a wet stain. There was the plastic-wrapped, white, curiously shaped TruMan prostate massager that promised to give you endless super orgasm when properly used, though Gage was still not sure whether to believe the customer statements he had read on the web page.

His eyes, however, lingered longer on the two final objects unearthed from the packing materials. One of them was a red plastic vibrator, about the general shape and size of an average feline cock, lacking the characteristic barbs on the tip, though. The final item was the largest of them all, namely a good-sized, anatomically correct equine dildo, though in a manly black color rather than all natural, for Gage had decided that there were some limits even to his mental comforts when it came to artificial cocks or other toys that might be going up his lubed butt. Gage rubbed his palms together as he watched the selection of sex toys, his cock giving a sympathetic throb while the stallion contemplated where to start.

Gage's toy box would grow in size during his years of further exploration and games, not much growing in size for he valued sphincter control as one of his most liked bodily functions, but certainly there was an increase in the variety of pleasures one could find with the selection of toys hidden under the stallion's bed. Over the years, he amassed quite the collection of different shapes, coming from his singular equine toy to posses feline, ursine and canine varieties of various sizes. He had discovered with his first DobieBone silicone adult novelty that a knot was a wonderful thing to posses. In fact, he could hardly think of any negative quality to that particular ball of flesh.

The plastic variety of the said appendage felt nice rubbing against his slick pucker, and even if it did smart for a moment when his muscles were stretched to the limits when the knot would be pushed deep into his rectum, the feeling of fullness inside him was very fulfilling. After going through a couple of different sized and shaped toys the stallion had found one that was a perfect fitting, pressing on his prostate just the perfect way when he was sitting on his computer chair and jerking off to some hot porn on the screen, a dildo pushed deep into himself. He loved fucking himself down on that big, snug-fitting dildo as much as he liked banging hot chicks on all fours, and the resulting load was always a copious one. Gage often ended up as a heap of muscular stallion panting and with cum dripping down his chest and neck, and sometimes the afterglow lasted for up to fifteen minutes with his body still slowly churning around the plastic, now body-temperature warm toy inside his well-trained rectum.

Sometimes even that wasn't quite enough, though. Sure the toys were nice, and his fingers squirming inside his lubed rectum was always a great feeling, but Gage was all too aware of one thing that was missing from his games. It was the same thing that he loved about having sex with the women he picked up, and that was the element of surprise. With the girls, you never knew how they'd react to a particular thrust or a gyration of his hips, or whether they'd like you sticking a couple of fingers up their asses or not. With himself, Gage was always in charge, knowing exactly how deep a dildo would push into him, completely aware of just which sensitive spot his fingers would tickle against his prostate. It was fun, but while Gage was a good lover, and his pliable anus loved to have its master's fingers or accessories in there, he missed that little extra...something, from this special aspect of his sex life.

Some nights when he didn't go out Gage would lie on his bed or his couch, maybe idly playing with his sheath and wondering how to solve his dilemma. He could try to find an especially depraved kind of a girl who'd be more than happy to play with a hunky stallion's ass in one way or another. The idea of some hot mare humping away at Gage's ass with a strap-on was contemplated on several occasion, causing quite the stir in both the horse's boxers and his rump, but the horse' hackles were raised at the idea of being dominated by a woman. No, he would not go as low as pretending to be the mare to a WOMAN of all things, not that he treated them like bitches or anything, he reminded himself, but there were some sensibilities that even his greatest bouts of horniness could not overcome.

No, Gage decided one night as he lay on his side, two fingers idly sliding in and out of his dilated tailhole after a thorough skewering with his equine toy and with his belly and sheets soaked in stallion cum. No, he would need something else, something more...something, but the conclusion he came to was equally troubling as his earlier musings.

Gage needed a real cock inside his ass.

Just how the hell that was gonna happen, though, he wondered as he got up from his sex-stinking bed and head over to the shower, half-hard cock flopping against his thighs, his KY-sticky rump cheeks rubbing against each other.

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And here was the first installment of my miniseries "Steps to Pleasure". If you want to comment on it, please do! It'll help me to become a better writer. Votes and faves are also cherished.

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