Taking Home Kyle part 1
#1 of Kyle Experience
18+ Dirty Stuff
The young, cream colored stallion with a light blond mane smiled like a fool at the muscular wolf sitting in front of him, the big guy having bought him coffee at the late night shop. He was surprised to find out how cool the older male really was. At first he had found the guy really intimidating because Kyle wasn't really muscular at all. He was only one hundred and sixty pounds and that wasn't really much for his species. But as the horse fondled the small rose tattoo on his left wrist, the big black wolf reached out and touched it. "Are you alright?" he asked, a big grin on his face. Kyle starred at the table with a blank look on his face, "I'm feeling a little weird...fuzzy." The wolf gave a false look of concern, "Maybe I should take you home, bud?" the wolf suggested, slipping his tainted canteen back into his sleeve. Making sure the counter girl wasn't looking, he got up and slipped his big arm around the horse's waist and picked him up like he was nothing, walking him out the front door. For all the girl knew, the two had simply walked out together.
As the wolf carried Kyle outside, the horse scuffed his hooves against the payment as he stumbled, the wolf holding him up by a loop on his jeans. When they reached the older male's hummer, he popped the door and helped him up into the leather seats, "There we go..." Once he got in the truck, the wolf didn't even look back to see the young horse curled up in the leather material. Pulling out of the parking lot, he just kept driving and driving until bright street lamp lit highways turned into dark back roads where the trees toward over everything. Finally making the final turn, they had arrived at a small, two story wooden house that looked like it had seen some recent remodeling.
Popping the door again, the wolf lifted the small stallion over into both of his arms, the young lads limbs completely limp and hanging because he was really out of it. His boots left a deep imprint in the wild looking yard as he stomped towards the front door. Keying in the code with Kyle over his left shoulder, the door buzzed and swung open. They were already half way up the stairs when it mechanically shut behind them. Kyle groaned as his horse snout was being tapped against the wolf's rock hard ass.
It was almost natural to the wolf when he laid his catch on the bed in his room. Despite his dirty life style, Burter Cole actually kept a clean room. He had sleek black sheets on his strong metal bed frame, a fire place, secured windows and blinds, and pictures of males in hardcore situations. Never concerned about anyone seeing them, they were just there, out in the open. But his mind was focused on his new pet. Stripping the stallion with no problem at all, he peeled off the small male's clothes, revealing his slim frame and his average package. He moved towards the closet, but was suddenly tempted by his own pleasures.
Turning Kyle to his side, the big bad wolf lifted the stallion's right leg by its ankle and pressed his muzzle into the area between the horse's ass crack and his sac. Inhaling deep, he always did enjoy that thick leathery odor most horse's had. Grunting and snarling in frustration, the wolf felt his dark nipples harden, sniffing wildly as he brushed his head up along the stallion's leg, taking in his scent. He had to tear himself away to stop, wanting to toy with his prey when it was awake.
With Kyle still heavily into his drug induced state, the wolf strapped him to the railing at the foot of his bed, the stallion's legs crossed as his wrists were bound to the bed by brown leather. The male didn't even twitch as Burter took a thick metal collar and placed it around the horse's thick neck, adjusting it so that it was snug, the metal prods on the inside pressing against his flesh. When it was all done, he made himself comfortable at the other end of the bed, crossing his arms behind his head and resting his big, heavy foot paws over Kyle's shoulders. Sort of setting his internal clock while starring at the one by his bed, the wolf slowly closed his eyes, planning on an early morning...
More to Come.