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Hello, and welcome to read my new story! This is the first I have posted in five weeks, so be gentle with me, eh? *chuckle* Comments, votes, favs and watches are as much appreciated as always. This is also my first story posted at SoFurry 2.0, woo!

Cheers, have a fun read!

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The moment Jorge pulled open the front door of the dorm complex, a strong mixture of scents hit the stallion's nose and made him feel right at home. The brown horse's ears flicked and he nickered softly at the perfume that was a bunch of college dudes living under the same roof. There were colognes and antiperspirants, naturals musk from equines, felines, canines and bears, all topped up with the stench of unwashed sports equipment, chlorine detergent and crap. Jorge's tail swished from side to side as he clip-clop-climbed the stairs, taking his sweet time. His head bobbed up and down slowly along to the music blazing from his iPod earplugs.

The stallion knew that he was almost twenty minutes early to the time when he was supposed to meet his two friends for a horror flick, two six packs of beer (provided by Jorge) and some especially unhealthy snacks. Jorge's cheerful mood was evident from the sway of his denim-clad ass from side to side to the rhythm of his steps. The tall stallion always walked with a strut, simply because he had the stuff to strut, being ripped in all the right places, with a handsome grin and bulky arms that could tell anyone that you shouldn't mess around with the young horse. Not that anyone usually wanted to give him any crap, but still, jocks are idiots, and an openly gay stallion might get into some shit if he didn't look after himself...but that hardly was a concern for the confident butt buddy as he landed to the second floor corridor and headed towards room 217.

"...I'm just a holy foooool...oh baby it's so cruuuuuuuueeeeeel...."

Jorge nickered and sang along badly to the music in his ears. His long arms swayed from side to side, each ending in a sixpack of Corona, clattering softly as he walked down the plastic carpet-covered corridor. The wooden door with the number plate was just around the corner, past the door to the communal showers, complete with the triangle-shaped "BEWARE OF STUDS" sign that Jorge's friend Neil had glued on the door as a prank. The red and yellow sign was even complete with a stylized drawing of a stallion's head, winking and showing his tongue. Jorge snuffled at the sense of humour displayed with such a joke and grabbed the door handle, deciding that a loud and booming HELLOOOOOOO!!! would be the best way to greet his friends and kick the night off with a high note.

Jorge turned the door handle and pushed the wooden door open, practically leaping in, sixpacks swaying along with his movement and clattering while the big horse entered the dorm room, held his head up and bellowed.

"HELLOOOOOO!!!!"

"What the FUCK?" a voice snapped in return, a familiar one, heard past the music still blaring in Jorge's ears.

"Hey, close the door, man!" another voice joined in.

Jorge's eyes widened as they finally came down from his ecstatic shouting position and concentrated on the room itself instead. What he could see for most part was the broad, muscular back and rump that belonged to Dion, Neil's roomie, all bare and smooth for Jorge's eyes to see now in all of its naked glory. The reason for such a display was as evident as it could, for the bull had a set of hooves riding against his shoulders, the bull's own beefy hands holding onto the long, defined legs of a horse lying on his back on the bed, ass up and obviously skewered on the bull's big cock that had been pushed deep into his vulnerable equine rump. This was Neil, and his brow was folded in a scowl as he stared at the intruder currently standing on the doorway, and with a full view on the pair who had been outright fucking before the rude interruption.

Jorge's cock twitched in its leathery sheath while he managed to get his brain back into gear and kicked the door shut behind him, at least giving his friends the relative privacy offered by the room...notwithstanding the beer-carrying stallion who had just barged in on them in the middle of a heady sex session. They had been at it for a while, Jorge was sure, based on the musk of rut in the air, and the fact that a thick snake of a horse cock rested against Neil's bare, slick belly, pulsing and drooling pre-cum while he had been fucked in the ass by the bull's long and deep-reaching cock. Jorge could even see Dion's balls, huge, round and hidden in a smooth, skinny sack, pressed against the horse's taint just above his stringy tail that hung down over the side of the bed. Discarded clothes and a tube of lube abandoned on the floor completed the image.

"Fucking about time, this isn't a public show," the breathless stallion Neil spoke, his eyes almost accusing as he peered at the newcomer.

Jorge snuffled and got another pair of eyes at him, this time belonging to the huge bull who was looking at him over his shoulder. His eyes were dark and he was frowning, and his breath s sounded ragged due to the physical exertion of ramming his bull bone deep into the stallion the big bovine had made to give over his ass for his use. He made absolutely no effort to try to remove his cock from the well-lubed hole he had pierced, and his hips were still pressed firmly against Neil's thick, muscular ass, while he glared at Jorge.

The stallion fumbled with his mp3 player and turned off the music before he addressed the stuck couple in front of him.

"Fuck, sorry guys, I didn't realize you were gonna go at it before I was gonna come over" he felt his cheeks warm up a little as he spoke, not that he was embarrassed, really, it's not like he hadn't seen anything like that before, but it was still a little bit sudden.

The bull snorted, glancing up at a wall clock before his eyes retuned to Jorge, the bull's big head still peering at him over his broad shoulder, right next to the well-polished hoof belonging to the bottom horse.

"We told you to come over at eight, it's only quarter to eight!" Dion snorted, his small tail flicking behind him, highlighting a pair of delicious-looking rump cheeks with its swishing movement.

The sight was enough to make Jorge's cock throb and start peeking out of its sheath, sliding out of the warm container and into the new confines of his jeans, gliding smoothly against the fabric of his boxers while he stood still, six packs held in both hands while he breathed in the sex-musky air and tried not to leer dirtily at the sight of the cock-to-ass joined couple.

Neil the stallion shook his head and nickered.

"Talk about premature ejaculation," he snuffled, throwing his head back to some messy pillows.

The horse's big cock still throbbed, pink and black length of good proportions resting against a modest six pack and oozing pre to the smooth layer of the sticky stuff that had been pounded out of him by Dion's big cock poking on the horse's sensitive, nut-shaped prostate hidden deep inside his steamy hot, slick rectum. Dion was huffing and snorting still, his hands not leaving the horse's legs while he stood there. Jorge could see a muscle twitch on the back of his thigh, perhaps a sign of his internal fight to keep from simply humping that black rump under his hips into oblivion, no matter who was watching. Jorge's ears flattened briefly.

"Hey, look guys, you're obviously busy, so why don't I leave the beer here...," Jorge shook a six pack in his right hand, indicating its contents, "and I'll go down and go and fetch...uhhh... Dorritos from the K-Mart and come back five past eight and we can get this thing started for real, yeah?"

Dion snorted.

"Yeah, we had things really nicely started before you came in, thanks" his tail slapped against his rump as a sign of annoyance at being interrupted mid-fuck.

Jorge snuffled, his ears flattening a little.

"Well I managed to get my homework done faster than I thought and..."

Neill chuckled, flicking his owns ears with amusement.

"It's fine, man, don't you worry about Dion, he's a big grumpy," the sweaty horse smirked at both the fellow stallion and the bull who had nine inches of cock in the smiling equine's ass.

Dion grunted and gave both of the horses a dirty look that was especially strong coming from someone brandishing such impressive horns on his broad head. The bull's hands slipped lower on his partner's legs and grabbed on them above his knees, giving them a squeeze. Neil moaned quietly.

"I'm big," the bull growled.

Jorge's cock was now fully hard and filled his jeans into a large, obscene bulge, making it perfectly apparent to either of the two fellow males that he had become almost painfully aroused from the sight of his two college buddies getting it on right there in front of his very eyes. The horse's tail swished nervously from side to side and his ears flattened briefly at the lusty sound escaping from Neil's maw while Dion adjusted his hips against his rear. Jorge was glad for the fact he was still clutching onto the pair of six-pack or otherwise it might have been impossible to resist the temptation of adjusting his junk through his jeans.

"I'm gonna loose my mood here if you two keep up your chit-chat," Dion snorted in annoyance. "So either you get your ass out of here and let me fuck in peace or join in!"

Neil chuckled from his folded-up position and swished his tail, letting its strands tickle his bull's sizeable balls. Dion's groan made it evident that it was a nice feeling, too.

Jorge's cock went into an overload of throbbing at the bull's words, and his ears flicked, almost disbelieving of what the bull had said. His betraying cock didn't have any misgivings about it, unlike the rest of the stallion still staring at the coupled pair almost blankly.

"You heard the bull, either fuck off or fuck away," Neil smirked, his tongue lolling out of his maw through his smile.

"Whatever you're doing, man, I'm gonna fuck now," Dion shrugged, his broad shoulders rising with the motion while he stepped forward a little to get back to the proper position for what he had been doing before the interruption.

The bull's big hands grabbed the horse's hips and pulled on them to tilt his ass better, in the process letting an inch of errand cock slip deeper into Neil's tight, well-used hole and making both of them snort with pleasure at the sensation of hot flesh sliding into the horse's firmly clenching tunnel. Seemingly uncaring of the audience of one, Dion huffed loudly, as if to show who was the boss for now, and yanked his hips back momentarily, only to immediately push himself back a moment later. He hilted himself again in the stallion, his balls pressing themselves firmly against Neil's vulnerable taint, bulging even more as the skin was pulled taut by the movement.

"Uhhhh fuck...," Neil groaned, his back arching at the increased sensation of pressure against his prostate deep inside him.

Jorge stood still, watching how Neil grabbed Dion's sides as he was ridden again by the eager, horny male, and how the stallion's ankles rolled against the bull's shoulders, a sure sign that he was being fucked roughly and well by the loudly huffing bull. He was starting to get momentum and speed, too, letting his balls slap the horse's ass well while he ploughed into it at a steady, rump-compressing pace, hips pumping slowly to the rhythm of his desire.

The horse watched the sway of those big balls almost as if hypnotized, his ears filling with sounds of ragged breathing and the bottom horse's little grunts whenever the bull's cock poked his innards in an especially sexy way. Jorge's cock felt itchy inside his pants, obviously needing some action soon. He nickered, a hint of frustration in his voice, his eyes still fixed on the rutting taking place in front of him.

"Giving it to you good...have to show the horse how it's done," Dion growled lewdly, leaning over Neil's prone form and pushing the stallion's knees down towards his chest in an effort to best align his rump with the bull's cock seesawing into his butt. He also spared a glimpse over to Jorge, and grinned, his lips tugging briefly over large teeth before he turned back to face Neil, huffing hotly on the horse's face to tell him that he was doing a fine job acting as a vent to the bull's deep desires.

"Fucking hell...," Jorge breathed his cock feeling like it was going to break through his fly to get out into the open.

There was no further reaction from the pair of fucking furs in front of him, seemingly too intent in what they were doing to pay any more attention to the voyeur of a stallion standing there. Jorge let out a frustrated nicker and decided that since Dion had pretty much given him the opinion of joining in, he might as well get out of his jeans and get off rather than having a miserable time watching movies with a boner while his sex-satisfied friends snuggled right next to him. Besides, an orgy night was still a better outcome than a plain old movie night, right?

Jorge thought as much, and set the two six-packs down to the floor before he stepped forward, his tail flicking behind him while he moved so that he only stood a few feet away from the heap of two males on the bed. Neil was getting it up the butt good, the bull's ball-slapping thrusts really hitting deep while Neil clung onto Dion's arms, still holding his legs down against the bull's chest. They were sweaty and smelled of sex and hot, musky male in their youthful prime, an aroma that only served to encourage the stallion still uninvolved in any kind of sexing.

He breathed deeply, letting the scent get to him properly while he tugged off his T-shirt over his head and then attacked the buttons of his well-fitting jeans, getting rid of them in record time, as much as his boxers, soon abandoned and kicked off to land on the pre-existing pile of abandoned clothes scattered all across the floor between the two beds of the room, one of them currently occupied by Dion and Neil getting it on hot and hard and fast. Jorge had no idea just at what point he had walked in on the pair, but they seemed eager to go at it as hard as they could, with their bodies slamming together with enough force to make the sturdy bed smack against the wall. For a brief moment Jorge wondered what the neighbours might be thinking of the banging against the wall, but it was a passing thought, overtaken by the fact that his hard, thick cock bounced happily out of its prison and slapped against his belly. It left a smear of pre behind before it assumed the familiar protruding posture, a handsome three quarters of a foot of hard cock proudly displayed as it pulse and stood out from Jorge's groin. The thick cock was highlighted by firm thighs and a considerable ball sac hanging loosely between his spread legs, containing plentiful cream to be expelled at the best opportunity, and as sure as fuck Jorge had one now, having been asked to make a two-way into a three-way. It might not have been his first time in such a situation, not even a first time with the two banging each other on the bed, but still, the idea itself was enough to make Jorge grab his cock and give it a firm squeeze with both of his hands, just to give himself a brief relief from the sexual tension.

"Ahhhh..., the stallion nickered, feeling his cock pulse strongly in his grip, oozing some more pre out of the large piss slit at the centre of the blunt tip, half-flared.

Jorge even dared to spare a couple of fingers to run over that tip, causing the whole length in his hand to twitch and pulse even more, eager for more pleasures coming from any kind of sexual teasing available to him for now. And there was plenty, coming in the form o the rutting pair on the bed, the horse practically folded over under the bull leaning over him, thrusting his hard cock deep into him with each pumping motion of his beefy hips. Jorge played with himself for a few moments while he watched the motion of that broad, muscular ass, the driving force behind Dion's thrusts coming from those firm thighs and that big, thickly muscled rump belonging to the bull taking the stallion's ass roughly. Neil's vocalizations were loud and came in low grunts. His body rocked under the onslaught of the big cock re-arranging his guts with each deep plunge into his bowels and back, helped by copious amounts of bovine precum and a healthy application of lubricating jelly before playtime began for proper. The slickness made for rude, wet sounds, coming from where Dion's cock slipped in and out of Neil's ass, accompanied by the incessant slap of balls on taint while the horse was rutted in the ass by the horny bull.

Jorge stepped closer once more, moving to the side so that he stood right next to the bed, right next to the bull standing on the foot of the bed, poised with one knee on the bedframe for the proper height to do the horse in the butt as hard and fast as he wanted. He still held onto the stallion's legs while he pumped himself slowly in and out of him. Sweat dripped from his head furs and over his snout, his whole body glistened with the perspiration, adding to his manly musk and making his muscles seem to bulge even more under the light. Jorge couldn't help but reach over and stroke his palm over Dion's thick arm, feeling up his muscles. They rippled and moved under his touch, giving evidence to the strength hidden in them, to the effort he put into having sex with his roommate and regular butt buddy Neil, giving the horse all he could. He rumbled low and deep in his chest as he felt the other horse touch him, snorting a little for emphasis while he continued his task, uninterrupted.

"You're fucking sexy, "Jorge breathed to the bull's ear, leaning over a little as he stroked over the bull's buff form, enjoying the feeling of so much male flesh under his palms, his tail flicking.

"He's mine!" Neil grumbled playfully from his splayed position, giving Neil a glimpse and a grin before he again concentrated more on taking it like a man, and liking it, the constant battery of a cock in his ass making his own cock leak even more all over his belly, making it look like someone had given him an oil rub.

"There's plenty enough to share..." Jorge replied, licking his lips with his broad, wet tongue while his hand moved along the bull's bulky side and groped on his swinging rump now, catching its side while he grinned lewdly and ground his cock against the bull's hip.

Dion huffed at the feeling of the long, thick cock pressing onto his side. He even gave Jorge a quick set of teeth, displaying them, though not reacting adversely to the feeling of the horse's palm stroking over the broad curves of his rump, feeling how that ass moved to the rhythm of his thrusting. His skin felt hot against Jorge's sensitive flesh, slick with sweat and some pre leaking out of his cock and smearing all over Dion's side with each little humping motion from the stallion. Jorge's spare hand reached over and grabbed a hold of Neil's cock, near the base, and gave it a squeeze, smiling at the prone horse while he pleasured him, wanting to be a proper part of this thing they were doing, giving both of them a nice feeling while getting his own pleasure as well. Neil moaned and pushed his hips up a little to better accommodate the touch, in process letting Dion's cock ram itself even deeper into his tailhole, bludgeoning into the horse's gut and making all three of them groan with pleasure.

"Fuck..."

"Yeah..."

"Ngghhhhh..."

Jorge rubbed up and down on Dion's rump while he still kept up the squeezing on Neil's pulsing, slick cock, only moving a couple of inches at a time so as not to tease him TOO much yet. He was more concentrated on dry-humping Dion's side and feeling up the bull's tight ass, anyway, and his eyes flicked between the two sides of the bull, one joined by the hip on the moaning and murmuring stallion, the other showing a big, fleshy rump being grabbed and fondled by a horny horse's eager hand. Jorge was even as bold as to grab and stroke the bull's tailbase as well, watching how it flicked while he teased the muscles and tendons keeping that thing moving as he rubbed the place where it joined the bull's spine. He even considered slipping his hand under the tail and playing with Dion's tailhole a bit, but considering that he was still hard at work fucking the horse on the bed, he decide to let that be for now and find other ways to torment the buff bull some more. The three of them were moving together, three bodies swaying together, back and forth and from side to side, mostly that for Jorge who still kept stroking his cock against Dion's ass. They were making a lot of noise too, most prominently so was the slap of heavy balls over Neil's smooth, upturned rump while the bull acted like the breeding stud that he was and gave it to the horse good.

The dirty, fleshy sound gave Jorge an idea, though, one good enough to make his cheeks blush a little as he kept hanging onto the bull, his hands still moving slowly over horse cock and bull butt while his own cock was sandwiched between their heavy bodies. He had to relinquish that contact momentarily, though, for he took a step back and released whatever sexy flesh he had been holding. Jorge stood there for a while, simply watching the fucking go on right there in front of him for a moment, sipping in the heated air full of sex musk and manly essences. The stallion also grinned to the idea that soon he might be finding even more of the stuff, if he'd implement his plan, and that was exactly what he was planning to do.

"Let's see how you like this, guys...," the stallion rasped before he moved again, stepping up behind Dion and getting down to his knees.

Neither of the two fellow males had the time to answer before Jorge had already maneuvered into place for his plan. He turned around and backed down, making sure that while he scooted back and pushed his shoulders against the footboard of the bed, he would not bang his head to the metal edge or to any other uncomfortable place. it required a slight bit of acrobatics to get into the position he wanted, but with a little bit of wriggling he managed to get the back of his head to a comfortable posture, letting him behold what was in front of his eyes.

Jorge had not been wrong in his earlier assumption about musk, for here, poised between Dion's legs, his head resting against the strands of Neil's tail, all he could see was a pair of large balls and a varying length of pink, glistening cock going in and out of the dilated, spread gate of Neil's tailhole, easily seen if he tilted his head back just a little bit more. Everything was happening up close. everything smelled even stronger, and the noise was almost deafening, not to mention that the huge balls swayed immediately past his nose with each intent thrust coming from the bull above him.

"Ahhh fuck...!!" Dion moaned as he felt the stallion's breaths brush against his balls and his wet cock whenever it was pulled away from Neil's rump, momentarily before being pushed right back into that sucking, hot tunnel of delight.

"Looking good down here, big boy," Jorge nickered dirtily, watching that leathery sack smack against Neil's rump before another thrusts began.

"Man, you're bad!" Neil chuckled from somewhere beyond, barely audible over the slap of balls filling Jorge's ears.

"'Oh right?" Jorge's almost muffled reply came just as he moved his hands over to Dion's hips and took a good hold of his thighs, helping him to brace for the kill.

The stallion moved his upped body forward, just enough so that he could press his muzzle upwards, his nose digging to the firmness of Neil's tailbase. His lips were brought right to the proper height and place, though, positioned immediately below the violated hole and the cock slamming in and out of the stallion's rump at a steady pace.

"Ugh!" Jorge's admiration of the pink length of bullhood was cut short by the feeling of Dion's balls smacking against his chin now rather than the horse's ass, an almost unforeseeable side effect of having a horny stallion's muzzle mashed between the ass you were fucking and your own belly.

"Silly fuck....ghhhhh...," Dion grunted, not missing a beat in his butt-pounding.

Jorge tilted his head a little bit more to counter the fact that he had a constant slap of balls over his face at the moment, but it was hardly something unpleasant, since each mild smack brought another strong whiff of bull musk directly to his nostrils, causing the stallion's head to practically swoon with the heady scent. His ears were filled with that familiar slurping noise, now coming an inch away as he stared at the lube-smeared pinkness of the tailhole right above him. The ring muscles of that pucker were pulsing around the invading bull cock, barely visible in the place where light didn't shine, but enough for the horse to get worked up and leak copious amounts of pre all over his belly while he made himself comfortable in his new vantage point.

He didn't intend to be just a tourist, though, for there was plenty of fun things he could accomplish in his new place. Jorge let his tongue push out of his maw and press over that stroked flesh. He caught both the horse's thick, muscular hole and the underside of Dion's slick cock, now brushing against the raspy, slick surface of the stallion's tongue on its way in and out of Neil's ass. That very same tongue tickled the pink, smooth rim of the fleshy, thickly muscled anus covered in a mixture of pre, lube and now spit from Jorge's obscene oral assault on the combined flesh of the two rutting males. His tongue slithered and lapped up and down, moving slickly over the length of a throbbing penis before lodging itself against the sweaty, musky flesh of the skewered stallion.

"Fuuuuuuuck...!" Dion grunted at the sensation of hot air flowing against his balls from the stallion's nose and maw, making his skin itch even while he pounded Neil's ass to all of his might. The tongue tickled over his cock, feeling incredibly different to the hot tightness of the tight tail tunnel. Jorge's tongue was just went and warm and moved in a way unlike the gripping confines of that ass, it was alive and moving under direct control, not involuntarily, and that made it different, and definitely more dirty, too, since it was a real, sex-minded horse giving him ass-to-maw oral action while he was fucking his partner. He found the thought incredibly arousing, and had to ramp up his thrusts a notch, simply to try and relief the burning sensation in his balls a little bit more.

"Hmhhmhmh!!" Jorge agreed, his lips too busy helping at teasing the bull's cock to speak properly.

Dion leaned over Neil again, scowling down to him with a mad face of lust while he growled and kept pounding his ass, hard and fast, chin-slapping the other stallion in the progress while he rode out on his bronco for what was promising itself to be a ball-busting nut. The combined feeling of a hot ass and a tongue were making him lose control fast, the itch only getting worse when he felt a hand cup his balls and give them a firm squeeze...Jorge's doing again, it was, the bull's addled mind registered beyond the wall of lust, and he mooed.

"Give it to me Dio, fill me up!" Neil coaxed the bull pile-driving into him, leaning up to kiss him while they still fucked, hard and fast, his own cock pulsing between their bellies and needing some relief, soon.

The huge male reacted with a deep grunt, followed by even more firm pounding of his cock into the stallion's ass while he pushed his tongue into Neil's muzzle and dominated his maw as much as he did his ass, filling that warm cavity with his saliva and tongue the same way he intended to fill his ass with a fresh load of bull cum from his big, waiting balls. Their bodies contorted together, screaming for release while their steaming muscles worked it out, driving them closer to the inevitable ending.

For Jorge, he could see the bull's orgasm even before he started to bellow it out, because he could see the final twitching and growing tension in the pink cock sliding in and out of Neil's ass straight in front of his lusty eyes. He licked over the length of flesh despite the growing grunts and other vocalizations coming from the big male hunching against the stallion's rump, his whole body tensing up as the pressure grew unbearable.

"Fuuuuu...."

"Come on, come, come on!" Neil practically chanted, watching the bull up close and hanging onto him with his arms, pushing his legs firmly against his chest while he felt the heat explode inside his belly.

Dion made one final, big thrust, pushing his balls hard against Jorge's chin while he tried to sink his cock as deep into the horse's ass as possible. Liquid heat coursed through his nether regions, ending in a gigantic flare passing through him, making his taunt body flex as he finally stated to give out his seed, pumped out of his big, caressed balls by the powerful pulsing of his cock now embedded fully inside Neil's rectum. Jorge could smell the cum, now filling the horse ass up, and he jammed his tongue against the twitching muscle of Neil's talhole, feeling how the flesh flexed.

"Yeah, oh yeah!" Neil's meaningless mutterings went up in pitch as he felt cum splash into his innards in a series of heavy spurts, hot and milky offering being poured from one body to another while the two males rutted to their heart's content.

Dion was beyond words, instead opting to grunt and moo loudly while he fought to keep his hips still, letting nature do its thing and get his juices into the horse ass sucking on his big cock, coaxed along further by the incessant squeeze of Jorge's hand around his balls, making sure that he was shooting all he had. He was sure to having accomplished that mission when he could taste the tang of cum on his tongue, still pushed against Neil's tailhole clamped around Dion's cock. Jorge wriggled the tip of his tongue against that taunt flesh and received an extra taste, sliding down and covering the whole of his tongue with the familiar sour sweetness of male seed.

The two males above him growled and grunted until they came out of their high and were reduced to a pile of hard breathing males when Dion collapsed on top of Neil, moving so much forward that his cock actually started to slip out of the stallion's tight tailstar. He could not stop his motion, not when in the posture that he was, poised over the subservient stallion. Jorge's eyes widened as more and more pink cock slid over his tongue, bringing along a steady stream of cum that washed down his throat. He almost gagged at the sudden rush of fluid, and had to swallow quickly. Dion grunted at the sudden coolness over his flesh but was unable to do anything to stop his movement.

"Ugh!"

Jorge got a face full of cock now, slapping and hot and pink and covered in a murky mixture of cum and lube, smacking him right in the face as it popped free from Neil's tailhole. A little rush of cum followed before the tight pucker clamped down again, but it was still enough to splash Jorge's face with fresh bull cum. He moaned with surprise and pleasure, senses full of sex when little strands of cum started to flow over his cheeks and his muzzle. His face was pressed against Dion's belly, and that slick cock was right there in front of him, still on his cheek, reminding him of their horny mating.

"Fuuuuck..." Dion grumbled deeply, distantly.

Jorge scampered away from under the collapsed bull, thinking that his legs might give out and send his whole lower body crashing down onto his face. He ended up falling to his ass momentarily, but soon scurried up, getting to his hooves before turning over to watch the pile of college guys on the bed, mashed onto one another. Neil lay back on the bed, breathing heavily, his legs pulled over the small of Dion's back, the bull mostly on top of the stallion, his snout pressed over Neil's sweaty chest. He was still breathing heavily, loudly, making raspy sounds while they were still coming down from the height of pleasure. Jorge's cock twitched and pulsed at the sight, his balls feeling heavy and needing a good seeding to satisfy their urge to be drained. The sight in front of him was so fucking horny that he had to resist the urge to grab onto himself and paw off hard, right there and then.

That, however, felt like a waste, considering that there were two other horny males available, and judging from the dominance of bull cum musk in the air, there were still two parties who had not cummed yet.

Jorge stepped forward and slapped Dion's ass firmly with his open palm, making a loud sound.

"Hey!" Dion harrumphed, and Neil lifted his head from the crook of the bull's neck and looked up to the stallion standing behind the bull.

"Move over, man," Jorge grunted, his hand moving slickly up and down his own long cock.

Dion tilted his head to look at the stallion speaking to him, spotted his cock and snuffled.

"It's yours if he wants it," the bull huffed and started an effort to get up from on top of his roomie.

"He does," Neil nickered from his trampled position, "come on, stud, sloppy seconds are always the best!"

Neil wriggled himself a little even before he was fully freed of the bulk of the heavily breathing bull. The bed creaked when the considerable mass of the bull left the springs, and now he stood next to the bed instead, panting and showing off a long, thin, glistening cock, spent but still fully hard. His sweaty balls hung still between his legs now, having nothing to slap against for the moment.

"Thanks, guys," Jorge spoke in a rough voice and stepped forward, brandishing his own admirable erection for them both while he approached the bed.

"You're such a slut," Dion snuffled in a deep voice, though he was smiling, and watching intently when Jorge climbed over to the bed knelt on the foot of it.

"Turn over," Jorge patted the side of Neil's rump with a hand, "wanna do you from the back."

The bottom stallion simply winked and flicked an ear and turned himself over to all fours, resting on hands and knees while he pushed his broad rump up and tilted his head down, his spine arching invitingly to even better show off the black horse butt. His tail flicked to the side naturally, revealing his cum-soaked taint and the pinkness of the tailhole, glistening with fluids from the earlier sex. Jorge's cock throbbed when he saw the hole wink at him, invitingly.

'"Go get it, stud," Neil sounded breathless.

Jorge nickered, loudly, and grabbed the stallion's rump before he lined his blunt head up with the tailhole in front of him and began to push earnestly. He was really beyond patience, and knowing that Neil had just been thoroughly fucked, he knew that the stallion could take it without trouble. Both of them groaned at the sensation of Jorge's flesh bashing against that for now closed tail hole, but with a few insistent pokes, the muscle gave out and allowed that blunt, flared tip slip right in.

The silky feeling of a cum-slickened tail tunnel closed in on Neill from all sides, caressing his cock in many unspeakable ways while he pushed and thrust until he was fully imbedded inside his fellow stallion, taking him well as his bottom and doing it with all the prowess of a big, studly male taking another male as his mare. He did not leave Neil any time to get accustomed to his girth, but immediately started to ride his ass, doing him hard in the rump, just the way Dion had done only moments earlier. The bull had wandered over to his own bed on the other side of the room and was now lying down on it, watching the fucking while idly rubbing his pink erection with a hand. Jorge only gave him a brief glimpse before fully concentrating on the warm ass offered to him, taking it for all its worth.

"Yeah, good, Jorge, harder!" Neil was never shy to talk dirty to get more out of his tops, and it was clear for Neil while he reamed the butt, going hard and fast as if galloping across the prairies...but this time he was the rider, not the mount.

Jorge neighed and fucked the stallion ass even harder than before, really slamming his thick length into the tail tunnel now, intent on getting himself off as fast as possible, for he really couldn't wait much longer anymore. His maw was still full of the taste of cum and cock and ass, his nose swam with the scent of rut, and there was a heated body under him, giving him pleasure. Neil kept pushing back against his thrusts, too, wanting more of that thick cock inside him, and his own leaked, signalling an imminent orgasm for the black stallion as well.

"Yeah...go, Jorge, gonna cum...do it in me...do it now!" the stallion pushed his hips down, humping the bed while he was being fucked doggie style by the horse on top of him, filling his ass well. "...yes...yes....fuck..."

Neil's body shuddered and clamped down on Jorge when he started to cum, shooting out a thick, creamy load all over the bedsheets while he was still fucked by the stallion, taking his butt even when the horse was more concentrated on the sensation of his own orgasm. His pleasure triggered Jorge's as well, causing the horny stallion to lose himself in the hot confines of the black horse's steamy creampie butt within seconds of each other. They growled and grunted and many ears flattened while they rode it out, finally ending into a heap not unlike the one Neil had been involved earlier with his actual boyfriend-fuck-buddy-roomie.

"Fuck...,"...someone hissed.

"Well, congrats, the guest did come on time," Dion snuffled from his side of the room, giving the collapsed pair a leering grin while scratching his balls.

Neil chuckled, and Jorge's head appeared from behind Neil's shoulder where he had collapsed after his ball-squeezing orgasm. Now he was looking over to the bull, the cheeky, big male looking back to the two stallions still connected by a foot of cock inside Neil's ass.

"Think we might need a shower before the movie," Jorge snuffled, already looking forward to some beer, munchies and the planned movie...not that the makeshift orgy had been a disappointment.

Neil chuckled, still poised on all fours in the classic spit roasted bitch position.

"We didn't get it yet," the stallion mused.

Jorge's ears flicked and his brow quirked.

"Eh?" the sweaty stallion huffed.

"We were supposed to fuck and then get it and be back at home before eight," Dion added, immersed in his ball-scratching, "guess we lost the track of time...we were supposed to be done by half past seven."

Neil chuckled again and flicked his tail, making its strands get stuck on Jorge's sweaty flank.

The tickled horse snuffled.

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