Straight Frat Cock Challenge
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Hello everyone, and welcome to my latest one-smut!
I've been thinking about this concept for a while, and it finally came to fruition now. I hope it delivers.
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Remarkably, or perhaps due to the distraction provided by the plentiful beer and action movies, the talk only turned to girlfriends and sex when the clock was hitting 10 pm at the frat pad currently occupied by three equines. The actual occupant of the apartment, Eric, was a black stallion currently sprawled in an oversized lounger, sipping beer from a can and scratching his big balls through his jeans. On the nearby Salvation Army - acquired, a brown stallion and a donkey of lesser stature had their eyes only partially glued to the TV screen showing some cheap action flick you could buy for 3 ,- at the super saving bin at K-Mart. Both held beer cans in their lazy hands, and both were currently laughing at the utter awesomeness of the black stallion's quip.
"...and then I told her, you gotta get that ass higher or it's gonna go to the wrong hole, and she goes like, whut, and then I poked her in the ass, and she says what the fuck, and then, man, she says, Jesus, how big is that, and I tell her, girl, this is what you gonna get if you ain't careful, and then I banged her sweet sweet ass, man!" Eric the black stallion tossed his luxurious mane about as he recounted his sexy encounter.
"Fuck man!" the donkey exclaimed, flicking his own stringy tail currently flapping about between his outstretched legs.
"Jesus, man you fucked her in the ass?" the brown stallion asked, his ears flicking as he listened to his frat mate's obscene recollections.
"No, geezz, fuck, man, no, there was plenty of pussy there, geez!" the black stallion snorted, some beer foaming off his lips as he raved. "Hot, sweet, red pussy all for my picking."
The black stallion groped his stuff and did nothing in a way of effort to hide the rearrangement of his engorged cock inside his jeans. The two fellow equines nickered and chuckled and the brown stallion toasted with his beer, smirking.
"For pussy!" the stallion declared.
"Hear, hear, Luis!" the donkey chimed in, lifting his own beer up in a high salute in honour of the greatest mystery of them all. "For big, dripping lips and drooling slits!"
"Fuck, yeah!" the boned up black stallion joined in, and all three of them took heavy swigs of their beers.
Explosions and screams echoed from the TV while the trio mulled about, holding newly sipped beers and thinking about pussy. The donkey turned to look at the brown stallion sitting next to him and smirked.
"So, Luis, how was the last time you got sum you know?" he spoke with an all too suggestive grin.
The brown stallion scratched his chest while he spoke, leaning back against the armrest for best show-off of his nice body, just for the sake because he had a lot to show. Let them be envious of his body, he'd decided long ago, let them all ogle and see a real prime alpha stallion, not some puny pony. That's why he liked sitting next to Oliver, the donkey, because compared to him, he'd look even bigger.
"Weeeeeel...," the stallion smirked, showing lots of white teeth.
"Sounds like Luis here's only been getting his own right hand recently!" Eric accused from his collapsed position on the lounger chair, idly waving his almost empty beer can in his hand.
The brown stallion snorted and nickered loudly.
"Fuck off, Eric."
"No, thought it was you who was supposed to tell how your last fuck was!"
Luis showed his tongue for the annoying black stallion.
"Cindy Logan," he replied nonchalantly.
The donkey chuckled and looked curiously at the big stallion.
"You screwed Cindy?" he snuffled.
"Yep," Luis replied with a toothy grin. "Did her so good her bed kept banging against the wall and someone knocked on it from the other side and told us to shut the fuck up."
Both fellow equines gave ear flick-enhanced chuckles at the description.
"You did her doggy style?" Eric suggested.
"Hell yeah, gotta love grabbing those tits or those horns when you're doing 'em hard and fast," the stallion bragged, his knee tipping to the side so that there would be no mistaking on the size of the big bulge covering the front of his pants as well as well as carrying on towards his belly, a clear lump that stretched the cloth of his shirt tight over what must've been a very big horse cock alright.
"Hahahahahaah!" Eric laughed approvingly, nickering and snorting as he did, the alcohol making his voice even more rumbling than usual.
"Good job, man," the donkey winked at the smugly smiling stallion.
"Thank you, thank you," he waved a hand daintily as if he was receiving an official congratulation from the President or something.
The black stallion snorted and shook his head.
"How'bout you, little fellah?" he spoke, giving the donkey a meaningful look.
Oliver snorted in return and flipped the bird at the black stallion.
"I'm not little," he snuffled, flapping his tail against the leather of the old couch.
"Yes you are," Luis play-punched his smaller equine friend's shoulder with his hand and then leaned back again, nickering to himself at his so-he-thinks successful pun.
"Hey, you do know that you don't have to weight 250 pounds to bag some hot chicks, y'know," the donkey was still smiling as he sat there in a relaxed pose, his legs wide and planted on the floor. "Sometimes they want something more...compact."
"Yeah, you're cute like one of those mechanical ponies at the merry-go-round at the amusement park!" Eric declared with a rude smirk on his big equine lips.
The donkey showed his tongue at the black stallion and licked his lips.
"This pony gives 'em a good ride sitting on his snout," he leered.
Luis yelped and smacked the backrest of the couch with his palm.
"Jeeessssus, man!"
Oliver smacked his lips.
"The girls will let you do anything to them once you first treat them to a really good pussy bath first," the donkey opined, the tip of his tongue still held between his teeth.
"That's one fucking dirty donkey we've got here, man!" Eric declared from his vantage point, clopping the floor with his hooves.
"Yep," Oliver smirked. "The girls luvvv some hot tongue in their hot little pussy and ass."
Luis' big eyes practically bulged out of their sockets as he stared at the donkey.
"What the fuck?"
Eric coughed up some beer just as he spoke.
"You eat a girl's ASS, man?"
The donkey shrugged and flapped his tail.
"You eat 'em, they let you stick anything in them," Oliver smirked. "Like yesterday, when Madison Ulbrey let me fuck her in the ass."
A silence fell over the room momentarily as they stared at the young, little donkey who just smiled toothily.
"You...you did Ulbrey...in the ASS?" the black stallion repeated as if it was impossible to comprehend.
"Yup."
"She let YOU stick your tongue in her crack and then you stuffed her ASS with your pony dick?" Eric's ears flicked rapidly as he tried to get into grips with the fact that his little donkey friend had accomplished a feat the black stallion could only dream about, in his darkest dreams.
"Rode it until she squirted all over my lap while I still had my cock in her sweeeeet ass," the donkey grinned.
"Jeesus fucking almighty man," Luis shook his head in disbelief.
"That's what a wet tongue and sixteen inches of hard donkey dick bags you, bro," the donkey folded his arms behind his neck and leaned back, basking in the glory of his sexual conquest.
Eric snorted from his lounger.
"Ho ho ho! Hold on!" he leaned forward on the chair, watching the donkey intently. "Did my ears just hear SIXTEEN inches mentioned? Bwahahahahahahaah!"
Oliver waved a hand over the front of his tan-coloured pants.
"Yup."
"In your dreams," Luis snickered from the donkey's side.
The donkey patted his loins and smiled.
"I ain't bragging or anything."
"Ha ha," Luis snuffled, his eyes fixed on the donkey's belly, obviously intent on spying for any evidence about the donkey's claimed endowment. "There's NO way you're packing that much cock in there."
The donkey flicked his ears.
"You want proof or sumthin'?"
"Bah," the brown stallion flopped back on the couch, feigning disinterest.
"Yes, we would," Eric spoke from the other side, more resolutely. "I think Luis and I would very much like to have some proof of those sixteen inches of yours you claim you have."
"Which I'm not buying," the brown stallion snorted.
"You fearing you'd be let down compared to my little bitch buster?" the donkey snuffled, his eyes sparkling.
"Hell no!" the brown stallion pouted and groaned. "Ain't no way the pony has a bigger dick than I do!"
"You wanna compare?" Oliver retaliated immediately, shooting a glance towards the stallion's lower belly and the lump there.
Luis snorted, but Eric spoke again, his voice low and deep again.
"I think we all are gonna compare, " he spoke quietly, sounding almost dangerous as he did.
"I'm in," Oliver spoke immediately.
"Wow, man!" Luis yelped.
"I'm in too," Eric replied, staring the brown stallion down.
Luis snorted.
"You pervs."
"You're the one who wanted to se my dick," Oliver observed.
"Ugh," Luis' ears flattened.
"Come on, you said you think I've no chance," Oliver smirked, winking at the stallion sitting next to him. "And Eric's in, too."
"Yeah, man, we're gonna own the punk and his pony dick, man," Eric added.
Luis frowned and flicked his ears again, and snorted.
"Well you bet we will."
"You're in then?" Eric demanded.
"Hey, why don't we make this a real competition?" the donkey intervened.
Oliver got two pairs of curious eyes upon himself, and he held a pause before he spoke again.
"Since you're so intent on proving that I have a puny dick, why don't we add a catch into the game, "he mused. "The winner gets a prize, and the one with the smallest will get a punishment."
Eric snorted.
"And what did you have in mind, pony?"
"I'm a donkey," Oliver corrected quickly, "and it's fairly simple, I think."
The donkey related his idea to his two listeners, and got increasingly disbelieving eyes from the two bigger equines. Once he was done talking, they both simply cursed.
"Fuck!"
"Fucking goddamn fucking god, man!"
Oliver flicked his ears and smirked.
"That's gross," Luis snorted, rubbing his snout. "Fucking gross!"
"You serious, man?" Eric's brow was knit in a permanent scowl as he stared at the donkey.
"Would I joke about such a thing if there's so much at stake?" he shrugged.
"It's still gross," Luis declared and snorted.
"Just thought that if you really want to whip out your cocks just to prove a point, there might as well be something in it," the donkey snuffled.
"You're a perv, did you know that, Oliver?" Eric scowled.
"If it gets my rocks off, I'll do it," the donkey mused.
"I still ain't gonna jack off the winner!" Luis exclaimed.
"You're still gonna get jacked off if it's you," Oliver smirked.
"Fat chance," Eric grunted from his own side of the room.
The black stallion got dual glares from the couch.
"Bah, no way you've got a bigger dick than I do," Luis snuffled, scratching his balls confidently. "I'm taller than you are."
"Who ever said that has anything to do with dick size?" Eric grunted.
"Yeah, think about my sixteen inches!" Oliver smirked.
"Shut up," Luis snorted for the donkey quickly before he spoke again to the black stallion. "But still, man, jacking a guy off and having to DRINK the winner's PISS?"
The stallion made an "ewww" face and sipped his beer, something that brought a smirk from the donkey.
"By the sounds of your bragging, it's going to be me doing both of those things, so what do you have to lose?" Oliver suggested.
Luis snorted.
"You're a bit too eager for it, I think, "he frowned at the donkey. "Maybe Oliver here's into dick and watersports and we don't know it."
The donkey snorted roughly.
"I'm only into bitches, so shut the fuck up."
"You're the one suggesting jerking off and piss-drinking!" Luis exclaimed.
"You're the one who's so uncertain about your dick that you suggested I whip mine out," the donkey observed.
"Fuckface," the stallion exclaimed.
Eric heaved himself up from his seat, his hooves clopping against the wooden floor loudly and catching the other's attention. The stallion glared at them, his tail flicking rapidly.
"In the kitchen, now."
"Huh?" Luis spoke.
"In the kitchen, we're doing this now, or we'll never live that smug fuck down and he'll let us keep thinking that he's got a sixteen inch cock."
"Eric..."
"Come on, let's not give him the pleasure of fooling us around like some shitheads, " Eric was already going towards the door to the kitchen, turning his back to the two still seated equines.
Oliver smirked and winked and got up.
"A test of manhood, Luis, that's what it is...sounds like you've got something to prove alright."
Luis shook his head and hauled his ass off the couch, following the donkey into the kitchen. They found Eric rummaging through a cabinet, his tail flicking quietly. The small kitchen table had a few empty beer cans on it, as well as long ruler that the two hoofed fellahs recognized as the one the black stallion used when he did his geometry homework.
The two nervous guys watched as Eric finished his clattering search and produced a glass pitcher and a tall glass from the cabinet, which he brought over and placed on the table. Luis snorted.
"No fucking way..."
"I ain't letting you make any messes here, so you're gonna use these, and the winner's gonna wash these up, alright?" he glared darkly at the two frat boys in front of him.
"You'll be glad I didn't eat asparagus today," Oliver smirked at the flicky-tailed stallion standing next to him.
"Fuck!"
"Okay, time to show the pony what real horses are made of," Eric grinned lopsidedly, smirking evilly at the donkey and the brown male in front of him just as he began to unbuckle his pants.
"Goddamn it," Luis muttered under his breath, but his hands slowly moved to the front of his pants, and the donkey did the same, taking his time.
Eric's belt buckle clattered briefly when he unbuttoned his jeans and then pushed them down, revealing bulging black boxers that did little to cover the thick, bulging length of his cock only hidden under a thin layer of cloth. A little whiff of stallion musk hit all three's nostrils, and Luis let out a little nervous nicker.
Oliver promptly pushed his pants and boxers down, revealing a folded sheath and a long, slim cock that flopped out languidly, obviously only partially hard judging from its angle. The length of donkey cock swished through the air, bobbing a few times before it remained in its natural position, held slightly forward by its own fleshy weight.
Both Eric and Luis stared at the newly revealed cock number one, its pink and black length in full view now.
"Oh, man...," Luis snuffled, ogling at the fleshy baton rising from the donkey's loins.
"You like it?" the donkey shifted his hips and caused the boner to sway briefly.
"No helicopters!" Eric grunted and pulled off his shirt, revealing the blunt, flared tip of his cock and the inches above his waistband before he tugged his boxers down to get the rest of it out in the open.
He caught the two fellow equine's eyes, both looking intently at the by all means impressive length of hot dick now fully displayed in its all male horse glory. There was no doubting it was thick and heavy, but whether it was longer than the donkey's boasted length, that remained to be seen.
Luis snorted and smirked at the donkey.
"Looks like you ain't winning," he nickered and got a glare from the donkey.
"I'm not all hard yet, anyway," Oliver snuffled and grabbed his cock to give it a few slow strokes.
"Eewwww...," Luis snuffled, averting his eyes.
Eric spat onto his palm and gave himself a firm stroke over the straining length of his cock that had been hard for the past half an hour or so, throbbing wildly in his pants while he recounted his sexy adventures. He hissed briefly at the familiar feeling of the hot grip on his aroused flesh, and grunted.
Luis simply watched Oliver's hand seesawing over his own slimmer hard-on, causing it to swell and lengthen even further. It might not have been beer can thick like Eric's, but it was fucking long!
"I think we're waiting you now, Luis," Eric grunted at the stallion who still wore his boxers, however bulging they might be.
"Jesus, you're liking this a bit too much I think," he snuffled, rubbing his thigh with his curled fingers.
"Just get that cock out or the donkey'll never shut up," Eric snorted hotly.
"Ugh...geezzz...hold on," the stallion's tail swished rapidly as he tugged his fingers under his waistband and then released a sizeable erection that immediately bounced up to attention after a quick slap against his belly.
"There we go," Eric snuffled, his own cock out and proud, pulsing in all of its glorious inches and definitely putting competition to the donkey length-wise as well.
"Who's the eager one now?" Oliver smirked at the black stallion, and used his cockbase muscles to bounce the whole stretched thing against his own belly.
"Eager for my drunken handjob from YOU" Eric snuffled and gave his cock a customary extra stroke to make sure he was all primed up.
Luis rubbed his almost fully hard tool slowly, almost afraid to grip himself properly.
"You two are too much into this...," he muttered under his breath, trying to tease himself to full hardness.
"Looks like you're not into it enough to win," the donkey snickered.
"Fuck off."
"You know I did, in Madison Ulbrey's tight pink little girl asshole while her pink, hot pussy leaked girl jizz all over my balls," Oliver spoke with dreamy eyes. "It was like double tight compared to her pussy...which I fucked first for a while before I stuck it into her tailhole...she was all wild for it, and she liked it so much she cummed three times just from being pumped so hard into her ass..."
"Ughhhhh...."
Despite the complaining nicker from Luis, his cock was definitely growing harder from having to listen to the donkey reciting everything about his hot ass session with the hot mare. His fleshly lance managed to swell into greater proportions than before and curve up towards the ceiling, throbbing between Luis' fingers as she slowly stroked it to make sure he was up to the challenge.
"Enough preliminaries I think," Eric snorted and picked up the ruler and waved it in the air. "Come on...I'll go first, and you two bozos must verify the result, and NO cheating. And you..."
He poked the ruler in Oliver's general direction.
"You're going last, pony."
"Fine by me," the donkey flicked his pointy ears. "Hope you don't mind a salty drink once you're done."
"Piss off," the stallion snapped and placed the ruler over his cock.
"I intend to," the stallion leered and squeezed the ruler firmly against his shaft before pushing the end of it against the base of his cock and held it still while he studied the numbers. "Let's see now...you two might wanna come over to see this too..."
Grudgingly, the two equines clopped over and watched as the stallion adjusted the ruler and then called out the number.
"Fourteen and a half inches," he announced. "You got anything to complain about that?"
"I concur," Oliver snickered, one hand still curled around his cock.
"Yeah," the brown stallion snuffled.
"Do your best," Eric grinned smugly and handed the ruler over to Luis.
"Thanks," the brown stallion replied quietly and pressed the ruler flat over his shaft.
Eric's eyes widened as he read the number next to the line the stallion's blunt cocktip reached on the ruler.
"Fourteen and five sixths of an inch," he rumbled.
The brown stallion flicked his ears and stared at the readout, his cock pulsing against the length of cool plastic.
"Wow..."
"Looking good for you, man, looking worse for Eric here," Oliver nickered.
"Fuck you," Eric grunted. "At least we've still got your little sausage to check out, and we'll see how the pony likes guzzling down some rank stallion piss while I just sit back and enjoy watching you two making gay out of each other."
"Nobody said anything about making anyone gay," Oliver snuffled, "we're not into that kind of shit...but if you are...well, that's up to you. The ruler, please?"
The donkey held out his hand, the very same that had been nursing his cock only a second before.
"You're not going to throw up anywhere except the sink if you do, Oliver," Eric grunted as he moved to watch the donkey make his own measurements under the careful vigil of the two stallions.
There was no need for counting sixths of inches, both of the onlookers realized as soon as the slab of donkey meat was placed against the plastic slip. The modest-sized tip of the slim member clearly touched the big number sixteen, and then some. Maybe one or two sixths, maybe.
"Fucking hell...," Luis breathed into the silent, cock-musky room.
Both turned to look at the black stallion, breathing heavily on the other side of the table, hard cock bobbing in front of him, having lost none of its stiffness yet.
Oliver smiled toothily.
"I like my handjobs slow and steady, and with lots of ball play," the donkey put the ruler down and copped a feel of his own ballsac snugly swaying between his legs.
"Shit," the black stallion grunted.
"Though he should have his punishment first," Luis observed, pointing at the glass and pitcher that stood still on the table.
The black stallion huffed loudly.
"This ain't happening."
"It was a fair game, "Luis smiled, clearly enjoying putting the cocky stallion to the spot now, defeated in the most masculine way possible...proven to possess the smallest dick out of the bunch.
"I'll tell you everything about Madison Ulbrey's tail fuck when you do me," Oliver licked his lip rudely.
"AIN'T HAPPENING," Eric grunted dangerously.
"You not gonna live up to your word, man?" Luis accused openly now, glaring rather dangerously at the dark male standing in front of him.
All three of them looked ridiculous, their cocks out, their pants around their ankles, their tails flicking rapidly as they dealt with the outcome of their drunken game.
"Maybe I don't want to."
"Maybe you don't want Madison Ulbrey to know that you've got a small dick," Oliver commented.
"You call THIS small?" Eric grunted, pointing an angry hand at his cock. "It's HUGE! It's made mares cum so hard they didn't walk properly afterwards!"
"It's still smaller than Oliver's," Luis mused.
"That's all length and no girth," Eric snorted.
"This competition was about length and just length, not bulk," the donkey snuffled. "Besides, girls like it when It goes deeeeep, not tear 'em up."
"You sick fuck."
"Thanks," the donkey smirked.
"Come on, guys, I don't wanna spend all night here watching your cocks," Luis snorted, his own cock very much present still.
"Shut up," the black stallion hissed between his teeth.
The donkey clopped past Luis on his way to the other side of the table and picked the pitcher up, studying it briefly before he simply smirked.
"I'm feeling a bit shy," he chuckled.
"Really now?" Eric snorted loudly.
"Well, you know...I don't usually have guys staring at me when I'm taking a leak," he snuffled softly.
"You don't have to do it at all y'know," the black stallion huffed.
"Need a little bit privacy...," the donkey mused and turned his back to the room, showing off his rumpled clothing and his rump, highlighted by a tail that swished about.
"Goddamn...," Luis husked in the air as he watched the donkey push his cock down and lift the pitcher up.
"He's not even gonna be able to do it," Eric grunted gleefully.
"I do this every morning you know," Oliver mused, giving a quick grin over his shoulder before he tipped his head down again to closely scrutiny the work at hand.
"Show-off!" the drunk black stallion snorted.
"We'll just wait and see what kinda show you'll be making soon," the donkey nickered without turning towards the pair watching him from behind.
Eric was about to say something nasty, but the telltale sound of a stream of liquid hitting an empty container filled the small tiled kitchen, flattening his ears. Oliver let out a soft little gasp as the pressure in his bladder started to lessen, having been growing for the past hour or so since his last bathroom break and being topped up by two beers during that time. With one hand he held onto his shaft, keeping it in place while the other one kept the rapidly filling pitcher up at the correct posture to receive his rank, bubbly offering. The resulting smell was a familiar one for all three of them, of course it was, it met them every morning after a drinking binge, that telltale aroma of stale beer piss, now found from the unusual environment of the frat house kitchen.
Luis snorted loudly to get the smell out of his nose, and tried not to look at the donkey emptying his bladder into Eric's kitchen pitcher right there in front of him. It smelled, and from this vantage point, he could see the edge of the pitcher, now full of golden fluid. The gushing sound carried on for a few moments more until the donkey let out a satisfied snuffle.
"Ahhh...and there we go!"
Oliver turned around and held up the pitcher, now about three fourths full of fresh piss straight from the tap. It was almost luminescent in the hard white light from the kitchen lamp above, and perfectly golden, and there was foam on the surface, and it looked all too frothy and unpleasant in the eyes of the black stallion who had pulled the shortest straw, so to speak, and now had to face the consequences.
"Eww," Luis voiced what they all were thinking.
Oliver, his cock bouncing regally in front of him, took the necessary steps to place the pitcher down to the table, right next to the awaiting glass. He simply smiled before stepping back.
"I'd advice you to drink it as soon as possible, before it gets cold."
Eric stared at the pitcher, his eyes wide, his ears flat, his tail swishing rapidly while he contemplated his situation. His masculinity had been challenged by the donkey, and to the black stallion's utter horror, he had lost the challenge and was now pretty much Oliver's bitch for the evening.
*hmpmphphphphph*
"Just don't breathe through your nose when you drink, man," Luis snuffled from Oliver's side.
"You shut up or I'll punch you and you'll be BREATHING through a straw," Eric waved his fisted hand in the air gloomily.
"Come on, it's just one glass, a big guy like you can gulp that down in one shot," the donkey enthused with a rude smirk, his fingers playing with the tip of his award-winning cock.
Eric gave the piss pitcher an almost panicked look.
"That's not beer in that!"
"The same principle still applies."
"You two are mad when you're drunk, did you know that?" the black stallion huffed and took a step forward, like a man, he decided, he would not listen any more of this shit, it'd soon be over and they could get back to talking about pussy and doing normal drunken frat things, not this stupid cock comparison and pissing competition they had gotten themselves into.
Oliver chuckled and his brown stallion friend simply shrugged, more interested now to see just what kind of punishment awaited his arrogant friend. Eric pushed out his chest when he grabbed the glass and took a hold of the pitcher. He hesitated for a moment, and didn't look at those two staring at him when he lifted the surprisingly heavy pitcher and poured himself a glass'o'piss. His nose wrinkled as the yellow fluid filled the glass and left a layer of froth on the top, almost as if it was a perverted mimicry of the beer the donkey had consumed to make this stinky glassful. The stallion swallowed dryly and gave the donkey a dirty look.
"You're a dirty cunt, pony boy," the stallion snorted as he raised the glass and tried not to breathe through his nose, or at all, in fact.
"I'm a donkey, and yes, Madison's was really dirty once I had tongued her for half an hour and she just couldn't stop dripping her juice all over...at some point it was almost as if she was pissing in my maw..."
Both stallions made a face at the metaphor, none the least the one holding a glass full of the aforementioned stuff and about to go bottoms up with the glass container that was his punishment for having the smallest dick in a bunch where small was an abstract concept to begin with. Eric stared at the glass now held up to his eye level and huffed loudly.
"Fuck..."
Eric lifted the glass over to his lips and tipped his head up to hasten the passage of the bitter fluid through his muzzle, he reasoned, keeping the glass level as long as possible. The stallion opened his maw and carefully tilted the glass, letting the first drops escape over his lips and to his tongue. The stale heat seeped down his tongue, bitter and harsh on his senses, and it was almost enough to make him stop right there and then. The fact that he was stared at by two stiff-dicked equines hungry to see even a hint of defeat or failure in the black stallion's demeanour egged him on. Another good thing about the current posture was that he could barely see them, which made it just a little bit easier to tilt the glass some more and let the punishment be over for good...at least the first part of it.
It still wasn't too easy to gulp down a whole glass of body temperature-graded donkey piss, the stallion found out as he tried to hold his breath and swallow it as quickly as he could. The tang could not be escaped, and it was there, harsh and salty and bitter all over his tongue and his muzzle, and each swallow felt weird, because the temperature was so similar, it was as if he was swallowing dryly, but actually had something sliding down his throat nonetheless. He made a loud slurp with the final gulp, and a hiss when he swallowed and only air was taken into his maw, and his lips were left open and stained by the fluid he had consumed.
Then came the matter of taking a breath, and he held it for as long as possible, but the need for air overtook the fear of discomfort, and he breathed deeply, and at the same time allowed the residual scent to hit his senses. Eric gagged as the acrid smell and the aggravated taste overtook his senses briefly, and he coughed and took a heaving breath, the glass still held firmly in his hand.
"Dude, the sink!" Luis already spoke up, as it seemed like the stallion was going to barf all over the kitchen floor.
Eric snorted heavily and grunted, and smacked his lips, but he managed to hold it down, at least long enough to keep things civil for now. The stallion growled deep in his throat and huffed loudly, though with the result of getting piss breath back into his muzzle again.
"Gah..."
"Good boy," Oliver smirked, cock-heavy still.
"Fuck you," the black stallion hissed between his tightly held lips.
"Nah, I like the occasional finger from a girl when they're blowing me, but cocks, no thanks," the donkey smirked lopsidedly. "You have to find some other ass ass if you find yourself so much wanting."
Luis chuckled from his side and Eric yawned as he tried to get the rankness off his maw, and he finally put the glass down to the table, shaking his head quietly.
"Now that you're proven your manhood again to us, Eric, you might go on and gimme the handjob you promised, my cock's getting a big neglected here," the donkey pointed at his almost unnaturally long cock standing out of his groin like some sort of a strange pink tree branch reaching for the skies.
*hummphph*
Oliver gave his cock a quick stroke with his hand and snorted at the feeling of such warm stimulation over his length of dick.
"I've got all night...."
The black stallion took on a strange hyper-macho strut as he walked over to where the donkey was standing and gave him an ugly stare, right in the eye, eye to eye and with his head tilted down, because he was over a foot taller than the slim donkey whose cock was now pointing him in the chin. Hell, it was practically looking at him, the whole pink mini-flare at the tip and the hole oozing pre, covering the whole tip with a slick sheen of musky sex fluid. The general gist was familiar enough, but the long, slim cock was definite not identical to the stallion's. It was also longer, and different, and smelled odd, even through his piss-stained senses.
"You wanna do it here?" the stallion grunted, trying to stare the donkey down, just to remind him that outside of cock comparisons, the horse was still the boss, not the puny jackass with a humongous dick.
"Unless you wanna take this to the bedroom..."
"Fuck no," the stallion growled and grabbed onto his first donkey dick.
"Hooo my god, he's doing it," the brown stallion nickered.
Okay, so there he stood, his big hand wrapped around the oddly slim but dangerously long equine penis that was not his, but belonged to the donkey who was standing there, hands now resting against his sides as he was held by the stallion's hand around his most sensitive place. He hissed lightly at the tight grip, but did not complain when the hold remaining as it was, a few inches below his tip, the big hand more than enough to cover a good portion of his length without trouble. His ears flicked and his tail swished against his cute little rump, and he smirked.
"Hmmm...nice...I suppose you know the drill..." the donkey grinned, winking at the black stallion.
"You'll get no tricks from me," the black stallion huffed as he began to fist the donkey dick in his palm, going up and down on it, aided by the sheen of pre covering whole of the slim, unnatural length that easily reached past Oliver's belly button.
"Ordinary sex can be really nice too," the donkey breathed out.
"This isn't sex!" Eric grunted, continuing with the steady pace nonetheless.
"Looks pretty much like a handjob," Luis quipped. "He called it a handjob."
"It's a handjob," the donkey smirked, enjoying the smooth flow of stallion hand over his cock that had missed another fur's touch for way too long...since last night and his epic anal session with the voluptuous Madison Ulbrey.
"It's a punishment," Eric grunted. "Like a parking ticket."
"Some damn much hand-job like parking ticket," the brown stallion leered, his own cock still rather stiff and big as it stood off his loins, still hard and noticeably firm and fleshy and there.
He got a dirty look from Eric, but his smile did not waver.
"You bet, Luis, you might've wanted to win this competition...he's not doing too bad a job," Oliver huffed, his breaths deeper now that he was becoming more and more aroused by the constant stimulation on his cock.
"He's a dude, dudes know what's best for a dick," Luis flicked his ears quickly.
Oliver snickered.
"You got lots of experience from dude handjobs, man?" he cocked an ear at the brown male who had not bothered to replace his clothing after the competition was over.
"Eww, no!" Luis snorted. "But I just figured it's true, eh? Chicks don't have dicks, so you gotta teach them what to do with it."
"I didn't have to teach Ulbrey...she just sat on it and it slipped right in," Oliver leered. "Some wet, tight pussy lips she's got down there...hmmm...."
Eric snorted and sped up his jerking off motion on the donkey's dick, it's odd, smooth length stroking up and down with a quick, proper pace. There wasn't much variation to it, though, the motion almost mechanical as the stallion worked his frat mate's dick with his firmly gripping hand.
Luis snuffled from nearly, shaking his head.
"Do you gotta keep talking about Ulbrey's ass, I'm boning up," he waved his hand over his own hard cock.
"You actually mind?" Oliver grinned.
Luis shrugged and played with his cock a little while he watched the "punishment" take place with mild beer-induced interest. It wasn't a hot sight, not really, just...just something weird happening right there and then, not much to do with him.
"Bah."
"So I thought" Oliver murmured, enjoying the warm, firm stroke on his cock.
Eric tried his best not to look at the stuff he was doing because of his punishment, tried to push away the fact that he was jacking off another dude, not himself, or doing something properly sexy, like fingering a girl. No, he was just doing something else...something that didn't have to be named, it just...it was best to just do it and prevent any further madness that had to do with his own stallion cock.
"Hmmm...feeling nice, Eric," the donkey licked his lips, "You sure you didn't do this before?"
"I bet he does it twice every day," Luis sneered.
"Just because otherwise I'd be boned all the time, unlike you who're lucky to even get it UP!" the black stallion retaliated easily, snorting and huffing like the stallion he was even when he was jacking off a dude...and a puny little donkey, too!
"I like being boned," Oliver observed, his bone being caressed by a big, strong stallion hand.
Eric snorted and carried on his task at hand, jerking off the donkey as fast has he could without making it a rushed job. He didn't want to get that kind of shit, not now...not after his humiliation in front of these two drunks friends.
"It's a big bone," Luis chuckled.
"Don't I know...," Eric huffed, his palm and fingers feeling nasty from all the pre that had been dribbling over them during the past minutes of heavy duty jerking off on the donkey's award-winning dick.
"If you see Madison Ulbrey walking funnily tomorrow, you know who to blame," the donkey bragged with a dirty smile, brought on both by the memory and the fact that he had the big black stallion jerking his cock so efficiently.
"I'm surprised it didn't come out of her maw!" Luis snickered.
"Damn right!" the donkey spoke almost too casually.
"Do you two really have to have small talk?" Eric complained, frowning and flapping his ropey tail.
"Would you rather be jacking him off too?" Oliver suggested.
"No!"
"He looks like he wouldn't mind though," the donkey observed, waving a hand towards the stallion sporting a big boner.
Luis huffed.
"I blame Ulbrey's ass," he snorted.
"Oliver can tell you everything about it once I'm rid of this," Eric growled, rubbing the dick as well as he could, which was of course quite the talented touch, considering he was a three times a day kind of a guy himself.
"Every juicy detail," the donkey winked.
"Awww man...!!!"
"Awwww...."
The donkey was breathing even more heavily now, his eyes wide and his breath rough as he stood there, his body tense, his tail flicking, his cock pulsing in the stallion's grip while his balls itched and jangled in their low-hanging sac.
"Nhhh...gonna cum soon, man...you better...ahhh...."
The first pearly spurt flew up in the air, past the two equine's eye level, high, high, until the viscose fluid went back again, dribbling over Eric's still stroking and arm and left a clingy, white mark there while the donkey's cock jumped in his grip, expelling more of the stuff at surprisingly great quantities. Oliver growled and grunted, enjoying the burn of the prolonged release while his whole body shuddered and flexed under the constant influx of pleasure, brought by the stallion's hand, but that hardly mattered when his mind became cloudy. All that mattered was that the donkey's overworked balls kept pumping out musky cum, most of it now dripping directly over Oliver's shaft and Eric's cum-stained hand, a little trickle reaching the donkey's folded sheath and making it into a sloppy bunch of skin, while even further drops made their way to the floor as dirty little mementoes of the act taking place.
"Fuck, that's some jizz!" the brown stallion exclaimed, watching the black stallion's arm and hand get painted with the stuff so that he acquired a vaguely zebra-like appearance, at least briefly.
Finally, as the cum began to dribble rather than burst, Eric let go of the sloppy cock in his hand and stepped back ,breathing heavily from the effort of bringing the donkey off. Hell, he was so worked up he might have as well been jacking of himself, and it would've been him cumming, not the donkey with his cum-dripping cock and standing right here. The black stallion studied his stained and snorted.
"Ugh...."
"Just remember, Ulbrey's shitting that stuff out," Luis sneered.
The black stallion flicked his luxurious tail and growled.
"Fucking shit..."
"Nice job, just what I needed, thanks, Eric," the donkey spoke with a grin, his cock showing no signs of wilting even after such a tremendous orgasm.
The stallion was already moving towards the sink and had his hand under it within seconds, the cold stream of water causing his skin to itch up under his cum-stained smooth fur.
"You mind handing me a kitchen towel?" Oliver smiled to Luis, who gave a quick nod and produced the asked article of paper.
"Thanks, man."
The donkey wiped off his cock and belly and then tossed the dirty piece of tissue to the table, right next to the discriminating pitcher still full of stale piss, courtesies of the donkey.
"Heheh, you look like you would need some help, too," the donkey observed Luis' constant hard-on, and enjoyed watching the frat stallion's eyes widen.
"Heh," Luis snuffled.
"Eric, why don't we watch some porn once you're done with your hand, eh?" the donkey suggested. "I don't think we're much in a mood for that other flick anymore...you might not be able to sleep with that bone up all night..."
The black stallion turned off the tap and grunted, his hand and arm dripping water now, not bodily fluids.
"In your nasty gay dreams, pony," he growled.
"I think the politically correct term would be try-sexual," the donkey smirked, turned and flicked his tail over his still bare rump, almost too well highlighted for the stallion's eyes when Oliver bent over to tug his pant back on.
"I ain't trying anything you're suggesting anymore," he huffed, watching the furry brown globes disappear under fabric.
"Too bad," Oliver chuckled, turning to face the room again, "I was gonna offer to sit on the middle and do your both while we watch Lorny Peppers get triple-penetrated...but ohh well...guess we'll just watch it and get boned and..."
Oliver headed off towards the door to the living area, but did not get far before Luis spoke up.
"Man, you left or right-handed?"
*
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