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Brad loved being the center of attention at the gym. Every day the guys in the locker room would request something from him - something they wanted to see, something that would get them off for days to come, something that would fulfill their fantasies, something only a hot, muscled, gifted horse could do.

The stallion was basically used every day, but it was what kept him going. He enjoyed being told to flex this way or that, to sway his hips until his soft cock got hard, to suck his member, to cum all over someone. It made him feel like one of a kind - like he was needed in order for these guys to get off. He was their sex idol. Just the thought of that turned him on like nothing else, and made him want even more.

Which was easy to do. He was a stallion, after all. He could go over and over again, orgasm after orgasm, still producing more cum than all of the guys combined, much to their horny amazement. Once they even challenged Brad: how many times could they get him off in one day before he was shooting blanks?

So they went through with it. The big horse lay on the bench at the behest of his friends, hands behind his head, ready to the fun to begin. The four of them - Harry, Rick, Tony, and Evan - gathered around him. One would rub and squeeze his muscles, which he would tense and flex for their enjoyment, their cocks responding in earnest, and the others would get to work on his cock. There was plenty of room for three sets of hands.

It didn't take long for him to get hard. They marveled at his huge dick every time. They would compare it to their own enormous cocks, but not even come close to the horse's massive two feet of throbbing, leaking meat. Right when Brad was as hard as a rock, the guys would get to work. Stroking, licking, sucking, hugging, rubbing - anything they could do to stimulate that monster, making it pulse with want for more, a constant waterfall of precum oozing down the shaft.

What really got the horse going was when they'd whisper how hot he was in his ear. "You're so fucking huge, Brad," or "I can't get enough of this enormous dick," or "I've never seen someone so hot." Just hearing this made the horse writhe on the bench, his muscles tense and bulging out, cock flaring and pulsing like it was housing a second beating heart.

And then he would cum. His dick was swell even more, much to the guys' amazement. They would step back and watch the horse twitching and writhing on the bench, his fists clenched so hard that every tendon and coil of muscle in his arms could be seen. He would moan with such pleasure that their knees would quiver and their dicks would nearly explode on the spot; hearing that deep voice and seeing that huge body along with that enormous cock was just the epitome of masculinity. Brad's dick would swell even larger as he got closer and closer to cumming, veins emerging all over that red length and throbbing so hard it looked dangerous. Precum would spit out, each wad becoming whiter and thicker, until finally his bulging urethra let them know it was coming.

It was like a fire hose. There was no other way to describe it. Just a continuous, thick-as-a-wrist stream of pure horse cum splattering against the ceiling only to fall in heavy droplets back onto the horse. "Oh YEAH!" he moaned, cupping his hands over his huge, heaving pecs, squeezing them. His abs would crunch as he thrust into the air, driving the guys wild. Sometimes one would cum on the spot, falling onto his knees and crying out in pleasure as his orgasm took over him, sending him into convulsions of pleasure as his cock fired a load that was completely dwarfed by Brad's.

They didn't just stand idly by while the horse came, though. They'd continue to jerk that cock, which was only getting bigger and bigger as Brad continued to spew. They'd aim it at each other, try to swallow what they could. Brad liked it best when they told him to suck it, though, and he would do so to the best of his ability, until he choked on his own cum. He loved being big enough to bend right down and suck on his own dick. He knew the guys loved it.

His orgasm would die out after about a minute, his cock back to its normal hard length, but still hard as a rock. The horse would run a finger over his body and lick the cum up from it. "Keep going," he'd say. And they would repeat the process, over and over, until finally Brad was shooting blanks, his cock so sore he couldn't get hard anymore without crying out in pain.

That was Brad's favorite night. It took them about six hours. Six hours of pure pleasure. He came about twenty times, give or take a few, they all lost count eventually. But the consensus was what pleased Brad: they all thought he was their god of sex. He was what threw them to the ground in a violent, sudden orgasm, just by being looked at. He loved it, and wouldn't change a thing.

But every once in a while there comes a challenger who intends to make a god bleed.

His name was Rex. A rather strange name, but it matched. When that horse first walked through the gym doors, all eyes were on him. His blond mane flowed behind him, locks of it getting in his eyes. He wore a tight white t-shirt that showed off every muscle in his body, the material looking ready to tear should he even move his torso an inch. His name was printed on the front. His shorts were as large as you could find, and were still too small. They cut off just above his knee, showing promise of muscled, marble thighs underneath. His calves were diamond shaped, flexing with every step he took. His perfect bubble butt was displayed wonderfully, its presence commanding the gaze of all who were in its range.

But what kept everyone's attention was what was on the opposite side of that butt. Surely, he must be stuffing his shorts, but that couldn't be. At least, everyone hoped that wasn't the case. Still, it was a wonder that such a bulge existed. It was enormous, like two tennis oranges and a grapefruit had been shoved down there. It bounced and moved with the horse's every step. He was constantly groping and rearranging it, leaving little to the imagination, as it was outlined perfectly against his inner thigh thanks to his tight shorts.

"Shit!" Rick said when he saw him for the first time. The tiger was getting noticeably excited. "His bulge is as big my dick hard!"

Rick was right. Rex was definitely packing at least a foot soft. Maybe more. It was seriously almost down to his knee. And he walked so casually, as though it were simply a minor inconvenience.

"Imagine what he does with that thing," Tony said to no one in particular, his mouth agape. The wolf looked like a star struck. "I'm surprised he even leaves the house. I'd be in my room all day, suckin' away..."

Harry scratched his head, "there's just no way!" he said in disbelief, but his doubt was overshadowed by his lust. "No way..."

"Looks like our boy Brad here has some competition," Evan chuckled. The bull nudged Brad playfully, but the horse merely scowled. "He's not that great," he said.

"Wooooooah!" all the guys said, looking at each other and laughing. "Looks like we've got a rivalry started!" Evan said.

Brad was fuming. Who did this asshole think he was, just barging in here with his tight shirt and big muscles and mammoth bulge? Did he think he owned the place or something? This was Brad's territory, and this guy Rex was peeing all over it!

"Whatever, I'm going to go now," he horse said, slinging his bag over his shoulder and storming out of the locker room, which needed to be cleaned up.

The group started to laugh again. "This is going to get interesting," Rick said.

~ ~ ~

Brad entered the gym the next day. He put this things in his locker and went out onto the floor, deciding to start with some back exercises. He went to the lat pulldown machine and set the resistance to 250 lb. His fingers grasped the handle above him and, with a huff, he pulled down the bar, lifted the weights, his back rippling his muscle with every rep.

He only completed one set before someone sat down at the other pulldown machine next to him. He didn't even need to turn his head to know it was Rex. Brad grunted and started another set, huffing and puffing, muscles flexing. He kept his eyes on Rex, though, watching his every move suspiciously.

Rex set his resistance to 300 lb, and was doing his reps with what looked like ease. He even yawned in the middle of a set! Brad growled and let go of the bar, the weights slamming down loudly, and stood up to go do some bicep workouts. He wanted to get away from the bigger horse - the sexier horse.

He was curling a 300 lb bar now. He grit his teeth tightly, his enormous arms bursting with muscle with every curl, veins popping and throbbing over his biceps. He emitted a loud roar as he completed his last rep, dropping the bar onto the floor with a loud clang. He put his hands on his hips, panting, sweating. His arms felt like jello. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled, raising an arm and flexing it. Having just worked it out, it looked even bigger. The tower of muscle climbed the air, capped with a pulsing vein on the top.

But Rex had followed him again. Brad watched him in the mirror - watched as he picked up two 250 lb dumbbells in each hand, and began curling. His muscles were enormous. Brad wasn't ripped and nasty like a body builder, and neither was this guy. He was just...bigger. He was taller, harder, hotter. Brad hated him. When Rex saw Brad looking at him in the mirror, he smiled - a genuinely friendly smile, like that of a new guy who just wanted to make some friends. Brad hated him. He stormed off in a huff, going to the locker room.

Tony was in there, getting dressed after a shower and getting ready to go home. "Retiring early?" the wolf asked Brad, but then grew sullen when he saw how angry the horse looked. Brad's fists were clenched, his shoulders up around his neck, and he was pouting. He looked like a cartoon character. "Yeah," he said.

"What's wrong?"

"Stupid Rex," Brad said, slamming his locker open. "Thinks he's such hot shit."

Tony cocked his head, "he seems modest enough to me. I talked to him earlier. Nice guy, not to mention crazy hot. You think we can convince him to join us one day? Maybe you can show him your moves," the wolf's tail waggled excitedly and he was obvious gaining an erection.

"Oh shut up," Brad snarled, sliding his shirt off and stepping out of his gym shorts. The horse stood there in tight spandex undershorts, his huge, limp dick outlined quite obviously as it snaked around his waist. Tony's eyes locked onto it and didn't let up. "He's cocky and I hate him. Thinks he's better than me? Yeah right. I'm the horse at this gym." He nodded, as if his word was final.

Tony shook his head, "wait a minute. You're jealous!" the wolf lit up, beaming. "You've got competition now and you're afraid Rex is going to usurp the throne! Ha! This is excellent!"

"That's not it at all!" Brad yelled. "Besides, how is this 'excellent', asshole?"

"Because," the wolf snaked over to Brad's side, rubbing his shoulders and whispering in his ear as though he was the devil warming him up to an offer. "Now we've got two big, hot horses. You should 'challenge' Rex or something. See which one of you is hotter. Show off your...skills." Brad could feel the tent in the wolf's pants poking against his bottom. His cock lurched, making his spandex bulge outward a bit.

"What makes you think he would agree to that?"

"I don't know, but we can try to entice him. Find out when he'll come into the locker room to change, and the rest of us will make sure he walks in on us getting nasty. Either he'll like it, or not. Only one way to find out."

Brad was silent for a moment, but then shrugged. "Fine. But we both already know who's the better horse here."

"Oh, of course, Bradley. In fact, why don't you practice right now?"

Brad turned around and smirked. "You just want to see me naked."

Tony was rubbing his bulge and licking his lips. "You got a problem with that?"

The horse grinned and slid his spandex right down, kicking them off his legs, cock jiggling. "There," he put his hands on his hips and stood proudly, his foot long softie stirring mildly as it swelled a little. Brad swayed his hips, making his semi slap against his muscled thighs, growing a little bigger and harder with every swing.

Tony's eyes followed it like a cat's. His tongue rolled out of his mouth and his gym shorts started tenting greatly, his cock swelling and swelling.

Brad grinned at the stupefied look on the wolf's face. He put his hands behind his head, flexing his towering biceps and crunching his ripped stomach. His cock grew and grew, slithering up his muscled body. Finally it ended a few inched below his collarbone - two feet of thick, throbbing, leaking horse cock drooling between his massive pecs. A bead of precum on his pulsating cockhead grew too heavy and fell as a long, clear rope onto the floor, the sexy string of juice not breaking while Brad turned his head to lick a bicep slowly and sensually with his long tongue, lightly thrusting the air so that his huge dick lightly slapped against his chest, trails of precum stretching between his cock and pecs.

Tony's eye was twitching. He squeezed and rubbed his bulge through his shorts, which were growing wetter and tighter as they stretched to accommodate his 16 inch member. "Fuck, Brad..." he moaned. "No way he can beat you." He was reaching into his shorts and stroking himself, the nylon eventually slipping off and falling between his ankles, his large puppy pole in hands.

Just then the door opened. Brad and Tony looked over, expecting Rick, Harry, or Evan, but instead awkwardly meeting Rex. The huge horse, covered in sweat, got wide eyed and looked from Brad to Tony. "Uhh...am I interrupting?"

The wolf and horse froze completely, Tony's dick still in hand and Brad's tongue still sticking out. All they could do was stare at Rex, eyes huge, mouths open, not knowing what to do. Nothing moved, except for a drop of Brad's precum falling to the floor. The small splash it made sounded like a bomb going off.

Just then, voices could be heard coming from outside the room behind Rex. The huge horse spun around to see who was coming. Luckily, it was just Rick, Harry, and Evan. The three of them were laughing and joking as they came in, giving Rex a curt nod, but then stopped in their tracks when they saw Brad and Tony.

Everything was silent for a moment, but then the tiger, lion, and bull burst out laughing. Rex continued to stand there awkwardly, but Brad and Tony finally relaxed and started to chuckle awkwardly.

"Quite a way to greet our new member," Rick said, approaching Tony and wrapping an arm around him playfully. He pulled the wolf's cock down with a finger and then let go, letting the hard rod spring upwards and slap against the wolf's body. "But I think you might want to slow down. This isn't the best way to introduce yourself to someone."

"Tony and I were just, uh..." Brad mumbled, trying to but his shorts back on, but finding it too difficult thanks to his huge member.

"Yeah, yeah, no need to tell us anything," Evan rolled his eyes. "You horses and your libido. A gift and a curse, eh?"

Harry slapped Rex on the back, "no need to be scared, Rex. It's just something we do. You can take it or leave it."

"I..." Rex began, blinking, still trying to register what he had seen.

"We know Brad might be a little intimidating. He's quite the specimen, isn't he?" Evan grinned, approaching Brad and giving his muscles a squeeze. The horse had managed to get his shorts back on, but his bulge was ridiculous, sticking out to the side and stretching the material so greatly a tear had already formed.

"Sure," Rex said, smiling a little.

Evan, Harry, and Rick looked at each other, feigning surprise. "Ohhh!" they all said.

"What?" Rex shrugged. "He's nice and all, but...not the best."

The three guys were lost in a fit of hysterics. Everything was going too well. Tony couldn't help but smile hugely and start laughing softly as well. This was really going according to plan.

Brad crossed his arms and stared straight ahead, fuming. His erection was already gone, and he was just about ready to knock someone's lights out. Who did this asshole Rex think he was? Not the best? Let's just see what he's got, then!

"Oh yeah?" Brad finally snapped out of his silent, seething rage and stepped in front of the other horse, poking him in the chest with a finger. "You think you're such hot shit?"

Rex smiled smugly, shrugging his shoulders. "I don't want to brag or anything, but I'm pretty sure I've got you beat. I was lifting more than you, after all."

"Yeah, well..." Brad fumbled around for words. "I could do that, too. I was just lifting for endurance."

"Right, okay," Rex's smile grew even wider.

"Seems we need to have a little competition!" Evan said, stepping between them.

The two horses glared at each other, fists clenched. "What kind of competition?" Rex growled, not liking the look Brad was giving him. He had tried to be friendly, but obviously that wouldn't get him any respect around here. He'd have to become the alpha male, instead.

"A little battle of the brawn," Harry grinned, eagerly anticipating what was to come. He could already feel his erection stirring. "A contest of masculinity. Who's the better guy?"

Tony finally found the courage to speak again. "Right. Who's the better horse? Who's stronger? In more ways than one."

"You okay with that, Rex?" Rick nudged the horse with his elbow. "Things are gonna get...personal."

"Anything to shut this guy up," Rex said. Brad snarled at him.

The guys were doing their best to contain their mounting excitement. Would Brad get one-upped? Could their virtual sex idol have an even better counterpart?

~ ~ ~

They were ready. They had brought some mats and weights into the locker room, all of them lined up in front of Brad and Rex. The other guys sat on a row of benches against the opposite wall, obvious bulges tenting their gym shorts. "Alright," said Evan. "Let's start with simple strength. Lift up the first in the series of weights set in front of each of you, do 10 reps, then move on to the next one. The first to finish wins. Ready?" The weights ranged from 100 pounds all the way up to 300. There were about ten, ranging from dumbbells to barbells.

The two horses nodded. They were clad in nothing but their gym shorts, their large bodies heaving with anticipation.

"Okay. Ready....Go!"

They went to work quickly, lifting up a pair of 100 lb. Dumbbells in each hand, pumping away quickly, then moving on to the 125 pair. They were matching each other's pace almost spot on, moving quickly and efficiently, as though the weights were as heavy as air. Still, their muscles were working, and it showed.

The guys watched with their tongues practically hanging out as the horses' arms bulged and flexed with such muscle and power that they couldn't help but feel a stirring in their loins. Their biceps curled so beautifully, stretching their skin taught, making veins pop out. The horses grunted and groaned, their faces locked in an expression of struggle.

Rex was getting ahead of Brad, but only by a few reps. They were curling the 250 lb. Barbells now. The heavier weights, as well as fatigue, were slowing them down. Their muscles strained greatly to lift the heavier weighs, their teeth grit, arms trembling. Still, they got the job done, and before long were on the last set of weights: the 300 pound barbell.

They took it slowly, lifting the weight off the ground with their tree trunk legs, and curling painfully slowly. Brad was really struggling, the excruciatingly heavy weights almost proving too much for him. Still, he persevered, managing to curl it all the way up before starting again. Rex was having an easier time, but was still struggling. Still, it looked like he might win this one.

And that he did. By the time Brad was on his fifth rep, Rex's barbell fell to the ground with a loud clang. "Yes!" the massive horse roared, bringing his arms to either side of him and flexing his enormous biceps, the mountains of muscle, pumping and twitching from their work out, seeming even bigger than normal, towering up and nearly bumping against the horse's cheeks. The guys on the bench all applauded him. Brad growled and let his weights crash to the floor.

They went through a series of other contests - from back to chest, triceps to legs. Every time it was a close call. Brad won some, and Rex won some others. Every time the other guys watched, drooling as they witnessed those two sex gods' muscled bodies working and straining, quietly stroking their big bulges, day dreaming of how hot the last contest would be.

Eventually, though, the strength tests ended. The horses didn't even seem tired. In fact, they looked more energized than before, their huge bodies seemingly throbbing with life from their workout, their muscles twitching, veins pulsating.

"And now for the final event!" everyone was grinning hugely except for Brad and Rex, who were still glaring at each other through narrow eyes. They all went back to the locker room, tents in everyone's pants except for the two competing equines.

"Here's where things get more personal," Rick said, grinning hugely. "Now we test your, uh...horsehood. Who better represents his species?"

"We all know that horses are known for their gifted...endowment," Evan chimed in. "Size, endurance, and output will all be judged."

"Output?" Tony looked confused. Harry leaned over and whispered into the wolf's ear, which flicked once he registered what the term meant. "Oh...cool!"

Brad huffed, "I think you guys already know who the winner is. You know you can't get enough of me," he gave his bulge a little squeeze and winked. The guys grinned at Brad.

Rex looked very calm, though. He stood with his arms crossed, a smug look on his face. He almost looked bored. "Can we just get this over with?"

"Right, okay. Stand next to each other and face us. Now, show us your softies!" Rick announced.

As expected, Brad had his shorts off in no time. Between his muscled thighs swung a mammoth slab of meat. Hanging at a foot long, heavy and full, it swung to and fro as Brad stepped out of his shorts, slapping against his legs loudly. Behind his huge horse cock swung a proportionately giant pair of testicles the size of tennis balls, full of horse cum. Brad put his hands on his hips and smiled down at his package, proud.

Rex watched with a small smile, obviously merely waiting his turn. After the guys were done ogling over Brad, the big equine slid his own shorts down, revealing his own softie. His shorts went down...and down...and down, the length of his cock finally ending just above his knee. On top of that, it had to be as thick as a beer can - soft! His balls were the size of oranges, jiggling as he swing his hips, making his enormous appendage slap against his own muscled thighs. The guys nearly seized. Brad stared at Rex's member with wide eyes and an open mouth, shocked and appalled.

"M-maybe he's just a shower and not a grower," Tony stammered, accidentally leaking a tendril of drool. He slapped his hand over his mouth.

"Right," Rick said objectively. "Let's get 'em hard, boys."

The guys got off the bench, and all went over to Rex. When they realized Brad was still there, Harry and Evan awkwardly turned and went over to him, seeming a little disappointed. As they worked Brad's cock, their eyes constantly darted over to Rex's swelling prick.

It was like all things beautiful in life had been condensed into Rex's growing cock. Slowly, slowly is twitched and raised itself in an arc, growing bigger and thicker beyond all reason, until finally it was pointing forward, parallel to the ground. Tony and Rick let out an audible gasp, having difficulty fathoming just how big this horse was. "Like it?" Rex huffed, arms still crossed.

There was no contest. It was over. Brad has his two feet of hot horse dick, but Rex had more. So much more. Evan and Harry couldn't resist. They joined Tony and Rick in worshipping Rex's member. They stroked it, licked it, kissed it, marveled at it like it was the most precious thing on Earth. "I can't believe it..." Harry moaned, his erection throbbing like mad in his shorts. They held it against Rex's ripped body. It was all the way up to his collar bone, just under his chin! Rex was tall, too - maybe seven and a half feet, maybe eight. This thing had to be almost three. And it was as thick as a coffee can, with not even two hands being able to wrap around it. It got harder and harder, veins started to emerge at the base and traveling up the enormous length, throbbing mightily, pumping more and more blood into that huge cock until it was as hard as a rock, sticking straight up all on its own, visibly pulsing with Rex's heartbeat.

"I win," Rex said, looking down at the four men worshipping him. Brad maintained the same look of shock he had been wearing for the past five minutes, simply not moving. The only thing that did change, though, was his penis. As he had watched Rex grow, he grew himself. Within seconds, he was as hard as he had ever been in his entire life. His erection thumped with extreme need against his chest, already leaking so much precum, a puddle had formed on the floor beneath his balls from which the fluid was dripping. Finally he managed to speak.

"You...you do win," he sputtered, falling to his knees in front of the sex god. He held his hands up, ready to wrap them around that pillar of flesh, but they trembled, and fell to his sides. He simply stared, his cock continuing to thump and leak and throb. He didn't know what to do anymore. Everything had changed now. He was no longer the one being worshipped, and he didn't know how he felt about it.

Rex was recieving plenty of attention, though. Four muscled studs were doing everything they could to his cock. All eight hands were on it somewhere, squeezing or stroking. Tongues and wet lips traveled up and down his shaft, coating it with spit along with the precum that was oozing down it from his winking cock hole. Spit and pre trickled down to his swining balls, falling in long, thick ropes onto the floor.

Harry stood up to embrace the hulk of a horse, wrapping his arms around him, touching and squeezing his muscles. Rex moaned softly, flexing an arm for the lion, who quickly placed his mouth on it. He thrust his tent against the horse until his shorts tore to shreds, his big cock springing out and sliding against Rex. In no time, the lion was cumming, overloaded with pleasure from seeing and touching his god of sex. His thick ropes splattered along Rex's side, some reaching his cheek, which Harry was quick to lick off as he cotinued to thrust. His orgasm soon ended, but he kept going, not wanting this to ever end.

"Yeah, work that big cock..." Rex moaned, leaning back, touching his body sensually, thrusting his hips. A hand clasped onto his tight ass, squeezing tightly. Another hand touched his cut stomach, and another started to rub up and down the back of his leg. All the while, his cock was being serviced, held in many hands, being put into mouths, being stroked, being worshipped. Veins pulsated up and down his huge length, his monster cock visibly throbbing, a squirt of precum flinging out with every throb.

Brad suddenly perked up. He knew what to do. Silently, he stood up, his two feet of horse cock leading the way. He stepped behind Rex, and grabbed each of the horse's arms. Harry took the hint and sat down in front of Rex again. Brad stuck his cock in between Rex's firm butt cheeks, sliding it up and down, precum leaking onto the horse's back. Rex didn't respond negatively. In fact, he condoned the action, leaming his head back and looking at Brad. The horses kissed passionately, Brad's thrusting becoming more vehement and sloppy, growing a dark red as the horse became even more aroused, which he didn't think possible.

"Put it in his mouth," someone said over the pleasured moans of Rick, who was on his back and cumming all over himself. Rex's cock was grabbed and forcefully slapped against the horse's body, the huge cockhead throbbed beneath his chin. Rex obeyed happily, breaking the kiss with Brad and wrapping his lips instead around his own cock, sucking it as though he had done it many, many times before. Down and down his mouth traveled, bobbing up and down his dick, spit leaking out.

"Oh, fuck yeah..." Tony moaned as he watched, jacking himself off furiously until finally his sixteen inches of meat exploded in a shower of cum, which he aimed at Rex. The warm liquid splashed on the horse's cock, making it lurch and throb as it momentarily got even bigger.

Evan was the next to go. When the bull saw Rex's cock inflate, looking ready to burst, his orgasm hit him like a brick. The bull fell onto his back, grabbing his cock in both hands and thrusting into his grip, hips pounding against the air, bull balls flopping up and down like two big marbles in a sock. He coated himself in bullspunk, an impressive load that surpassed those of the others' so far. When he finished, he sat back up and noticed that Harry, Tony, and Rick were on the bench now, watching the two horses. Evan joined them, cock in hand, still hard and ready to go again.

Brad and Rex were kissing again, this time facing each other. Their huge horse cocks rubbed against each other, thumping against their hard bodies, precum matting their fur and making their muscles sleek and shiney, making the scene all the more hot.

Suddenly, though, things got rough. Brad grabbed Rex and spun him around, kissing his neck, looking like a vampire feeding on its prey. Rex moaned loudly, raising an arm above his head and rubbing Brad's mane, other hand on his own body as he involuntarily thrust lightly against the air. His three foot cock was harder than ever, barely moving due to its hardness despite the movement of his body. His veins, though, kept throbbing, making his cock look like it had a life of its own. Brad pushed Rex forward, slamming him against a locker, denting it. Rex simply moaned louder, thrusting against the locker now, slathering it with precum.

Brad retracted his hips so that he had enough room to manuever his cockhead against Rex's tailhole. He was lubed up well enough from his own pre, and even more seeped out as he poked Rex's hole. With a small push, it popped inside. Rex cried out in pleasure, putting an arm against the locker, leaning on it. "Fuck me with that big horse cock," he moaned. "Take me."

Brad grinned. Rex may be hotter, but Brad was still in charge here. With a loud, short roar, Brad violently thrust more of his meat into Rex. Rex cried out even louder, his cock inflating again and spurting a huge wad of precum before deflating. Brad did the same thing again and again until he was finally nearly all the way inside the horse. At this point, Brad pulled out, then slammed back in, out, then in, until he was finally effectively fucking Rex.

Metal clashed as Rex kept slamming against the locker. Brad was thrusting into him hard and rough, precum squelching out and falling like raindrops onto the floor. Brad's muscles were hard and tense as he thrust, his abs standing out, the sight all the more arousing due to the precum slathered on his stomach. His butt clenched sexily as he humped Rex, and his muscular legs were bulging with strength.

Brad wapped his arms around Rex and slammed him onto the floor, now on top of him and still thrusting roughly. Rex's cock stuck out of his side, sliding against the floor, which quickly became wet. Rex leaned his head over and kissed his throbbing cockhead, his tongue dancing over it like it was a popsicle. Brad grunted and growled as he fucked Rex, his huge balls slamming against the horse's rear.

Tony was already cumming again. "Fuck yeah!" Harry grinned, grabbing the wolf's cock with both hands and jerking him off as ropes of cum shot out and splattered against his toned body. Tony's head rolled back on his neck, a loud moan escaping. He thrust into Harry's tight grip, lifting his hips off the bench.

Brad and Rex didn't maintain their position for long. Brad grabbed Rex again, and rolled over so that Rex was on top of him. Using incredible strength, Brad managed to hold Rex above him as he continued to fuck him. Rex's cock thumped and slapped against his body as he was mercilessly handled. "You like being fucked like this?" Brad growled into his ear. "Bet you've never been treated like this. You like this big cock in you?"

"Yes!" Rex cried. "Oh...fuck me!" His body rocked and moved as Brad held him up. Soon, though, his cock became completely rigid, pointing straight up. "Oh, God...oh..." Precum spit out like it was being resitrcted. His urethra bulged, and his three feet of cock grew longer and thicker as it prepared to blow.

And blow it did. It was like the storm of the century. One long, thick, creamy rope of pure horse cum shot out of Rex with the tremendous force. It easily reached the ceiling, splashing against it and falling back down like rain onto their two writhing bodies. "Fuck yeah! Shoot that huge load," Brad said.

Rick and Evan quickly padded over to them and took Rex's cock in their hands, jerking it rough and fast, licking the shaft and kissing the head. "Keep cumming you hot stud," Evan said, arms bulging with muscle as he jacked the horse off.

Rex continued to cry out and moan and he came and came. His first rope ended, but gave way to yet another. Cum splashed everywhere, covering the walls, the lockers, the ceiling. More and more - even more than Brad could produce. Enough to breed a hundred mares, enough to fill ten bath tubs, enough to make Harry cum on the spot without even touching himself. A third rope, a fourth, a fifth, a sixth. By the time the orgasm was dying down, Evan had counted twenty five ropes of hot horse cum.

Brad rolled over again so that he was on top, and pulled out. He flipped Rex onto his back so that he was facing him, and then stood up over the horse, his big cock in hand. It was just a rigid as Rex's was before he came, precum sputtering out like a broken faucet. "Want this big load all over you, stud?"

"Yes..." Rex moaned, lost in pleasure, hands roaming his body and cock. "Pleeeease..."

"Then tell me how hot I am."

"So hot, Brad...no one else could fuck me like that. No one else could make me cum like that and want more. No one else..."

"Yeah, that's right..." Brad moaned, hands on his butt as he thrust the air, his two feet of cock throbbing in front of him. "Oh yeah...oh fuck...YES!"

His dick finally exploded just by sheer willpower. With a mighty, enormous throb, Brad's cock gave way to a tidal wave of cum that had completely covered Rex in a matter of seconds. Rex couldn't stop writhing on the ground, bathed in spunk, rubbing it into his body, licking his muscles, sucking on his cock. As he was being rained upon, his second orgasm overcame him. He shot into his mouth, but quickly choked on it, popping his cock out and pointing the reamainder of his much smaller load onto Brad, who also slid his hands over his body, squeezing his muscles.

After a minute, though, it was all over. Brad fell to his knees, his cock growing soft after his tremendous orgasm. Heand Rex were panted hard. Tony, Rick, Harry and Evan were similarly exhausted, laying on the floor or bench in puddles of cum, breathing heavily. The room was ruined: the walls, floor, lockers, ceiling - everything covered in a layer of cum.

"That...was the most incredible I've ever felt," Rex said, heaving.

"You bet...you bet your ass it was," Brad panted.

"Oh my God I'm not going to sleep for days," Tony said, running a hand down his face. "This has been permanently burned into my mind."

"Who's going to clean this up?" Rick said.

"Who's going to clean US up?" Harry said, looking with mild disgust at his soaked body.

"I think it's time for a shower," Evan said, winking. The four of them smiled and walked over to the showers. Laughs and wet slaps could be heard over the running water.

Brad extended a hand, and Rex took it, standing up. "Thanks," he said. "I'm sorry I was such a jerk."

"It's okay, you earned the right. You're pretty much the hottest thing any of us have ever seen."

"Nah, Brad, you're definitely hotter. The way you handled me was just so - UGH! So manly!"

Brad smirked, "yeah, well...you brought something out in me."

"You should stop by my place some time," Rex suggested, smiling sheepishly.

Brad smirked. Yep. He's still got it.