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SoFurry seemed to be a bit slow during the past two days, so I decided that what the heck, it's time to write something nice and sweet, and here we go! A bit longer than I thought it'd be, but ever the funnier, too, I hope.

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Duncan knew that his boyfriend Ricky liked surprises, and especially those surprises that involved something naughty from the Dobie.

What he had coined up tonight did a fine job stopping Ricky on his tracks when he turned on the lights to the bedroom, planning to get out of his street clothes before a shower, and found something from their bed.

"Well hello there," Duncan rumbled in his sexiest, beastiest voice and flicked one of his tall ears as he leered at the pony standing on the bedroom door.

Ricky, the self-proclaimed horn dog, felt his equine schlong spring up to attention in record time, probably reacquisitioning half of the blood from his brain at the same time as he got pumped up and made a bulge in the front of his black pants.

"You...have it on," the pony smirked as he watched the relaxed, muscular, smooth, sexy canine male kneeling on the bed, proudly displaying his arching back and that lusty butt that jutted back just a little more than it naturally would without the Dobie pushing it backwards for Ricky's enjoyment.

Duncan stroked a pawfinger over the ring of studded leather around his neck, adorned by a silver buckle and a name tag, as was proper so that the doggie would not go missing from his owner. The soft leather of the collar was firm over his throat, but not too tight, because it was there to entice and arouse, not to make him feel light-headed or trapped.

The name tag jingled, softly, as Duncan turned around a little on the bed, twisting himself around his waist, to better face the pony at the doorway, and give him a glimpse of the Dobie's crotch, too, that was complete with a swollen sheath and several pink inches of half-hard canine cock sticking out of its furry home.

"Felt like it tonight when I was waiting for you," Duncan smirked, always so confident, ever so proud of his body, and how it affected his boyfriend. His eyes could not miss that huge bulge in the pony's pants, not a chance.

Ricky flicked his tail, and a hand almost unconsciously drifted over his chest and his belly, to cup the mound of his erection through the cloth. He gave it a soft squeeze, and got a little tail flick from the kneeling Dobie in response, drawing attention now to the muscular curves of that ass kept in proud display.

"Well it looks good on you, you know I think so," Ricky spoke quietly, more concentrated on admiring the familiar shape of every well-travelled muscle on the ripped Dobie's body.

Duncan, almost suddenly, grabbed one of his rump cheeks and gave it a small squeeze before he simply pulled on it, letting the pony see how taunt his flesh was, how perfectly smooth the warm dark fur was over that firm melon-shaped muscle. Ricky could see the Dobie's hard-on growing, and heard a low murmur coming from Duncan as the Dobie enjoyed himself.

"Yeah I know," Duncan smirked, licking over his thin, smiling lips, "and I think I already know what you want to do with me, too..."

Now the paw stroked over his buttock and dipped into the crevice between those firm ass cheeks, to stroke between them, up and down, slowly...while the Dobie smiled and held his gaze fixed on the pony.

Ricky began to unbutton his shirt, one-handed, as he watched the Dobie play with himself, fingers continuing to move across his tailbase and his taint, all the way to the snug pair of balls Ricky loved to fondle and play with, and feel against his own, too, of course.

"Maybe I do," the pony grinned, baring his firm chest, slowly.

The aroused Dobie's fingers reached his hot hole, hidden under his stubby tail, and stroked lazy circles around the smooth, slick skin. The slightly rough skin of his pads felt great over his sensitive flesh, and he grumbled, softly, as he prodded a fingertip over his hole.

"Had to start without you a bit..." Duncan grinned as he played with himself in the pony's plain view, "...had a shower and got all ready for my pony..."

The muscular male grunted, quietly, when his finger slipped past his pucker and inside himself, until his knuckle was lightly pressed against his taint, and the pink skin closed down around the digit spreading him open. Ricky nickered a little at the sight of the Dobie's paw lodged between his ass cheeks, and inside him, too. There was no doubt to him that Duncan wasn't expert in teasing his equine boyfriend in any ways possible, and this was his prime game.

"This is a cheap trick you're playing on me," Ricky grinned as he got his shirt unbuttoned and tossed it down before he moved on to unbuckle his belt, "you know I'd been all over you even from that collar...but now you're resorting to..."

Duncan wriggled his finger within himself and moaned as his cock made its pulsing way out of his sheath, filling up rapidly now that his prostate was slowly getting milked by the Dobie's internal stroking.

"...the knowledge that anything ass-related gets me so fucking horny," the pony was already losing his eloquence as he watched the Dobie boyfriend get naughty with his butt end.

"Why do you think I walked around all day with a butt plug in my ass?" Duncan chuckled, roughly, and withdrew from himself, his glistening digit displayed, briefly, deliberately, as he got onto all fours now and pushed his ass back again.

The Dobie slung his shoulders up and curved his back, a classical canine mating posture it was, presenting his rump for the pony who was now down to his boxers that really didn't stand much of a chance of staying around the will of the cock stretching them up. The pony's eyes couldn't leave the sight of that tight ass, muscled, round, fleshy, delicious...two handsome mounds complimented by the proud little tail. Nothing could've been a more perfect display of masculinity, especially if you added a pair of those balls nestled between the Dobie's thighs.

"Yeah, lemme show you why..."

Ricky hurriedly bared his flesh, all eleven inches proudly bouncing out and then jutting out in a proud ninety degree angle, directly ahead of the upright male. Perhaps it was now clear to both of them why the Dobie felt the need to use toys to stretch himself out a bit before getting intimate with that particular pony dick. Unlike those funnily curving canine cocks, Ricky's was completely straight and naturally fell forward and did not try to point at the ceiling instead. It was a proud pink and black member, not gigantically thick like a horse's, but didn't miss out so much when it came to length. Ricky couldn't help but stroke his hand over the veined shaft, to feel out his completely hard, good flesh, how it pulsed and simply felt GREAT for the one who possessed such a proud tool.

Duncan spied his pony over his shoulder and flicked his ears as he watched the well-hung male tease himself, and felt his own cock throb at the sight of the very familiar big boner and the boyfriendly pony connected to his mighty lance. His puckered hole clenched, out of simple anticipation of getting that same length buried between his ass cheeks as deep as it would go, and that meant balls deep.

"I think I'm liking the show alright," Duncan smirked as he wriggled his fetish fuel ass around a little.

Ricky grunted and made his clip-clopping way over to the bed, his eyes never leaving the Dobie's as he came over, smiling still, and straddled the bed easily. Duncan admired the brown, slightly fluffy chest, which he soon felt against his own curved back when the pony scooted forward and pushed their bodies together, his thighs comings to hug the Dobie's just as his arms wound their way around Duncan's torso. Ricky's long cock nestled itself between those offered ass cheeks, surrounded by how flesh from all sides, making the pony nicker, again, as he made himself comfortable over his boyfriend.

"Give your boyfriend a kiss after a long day at the office before he debauches you completely?" Ricky already had to fight the urge for some rump de hump action as he held the Dobie close, his own muzzle lingering near the Dobie's shoulder.

Duncan smiled as he turned his head a little more to the right so that they could be face to face, and he winked, and wriggled his butt backwards again, rubbing himself openly against the pony's groin. Ricky hissed between his bulky teeth and gave in for the temptation, and pushed his hips more firmly against the Dobie's fantastic butt, and grinded just a little. Just a little, he promised to himself, and decide to buy them some time for cuddles by simply running his warm hands over the Dobie's body, feeling him up in all the good places.

"My butt just kissed your cock," Duncan grinned, his tongue hanging between his lips at the apex of his long muzzle.

Ricky harrumphed good-naturedly and pushed his own equine lips to those leering canine lips, making it into the kiss he had wanted to have as much as he had fantasized of doing all sorts of butt things with his boyfriend throughout the particularly boring day. Duncan murred low into the kiss that soon became much more involved when Ricky added his tongue into it, met by Duncan's at the connection point of their muzzles. They tasted each other, tension slowly growing in their taunt bodies as Ricky held them close. He stroked over the Dobie's belly, holding his hips in steady contact with the big male's rump, enjoying how good and warm that felt after all action he got all day was a couple of quick gropes on himself under his desk, and at the bathroom. His favourite butt combined with his favourite male, kissing him passionately, was not something Ricky could complain about, especially when that same Dobie smelled so great and musky after his past shower. Water and soap had took away any sweat that had accumulated during the day, only leaving his natural musk, and that was enough to fuel Ricky's desires even further.

And then there was that collar...he could see it from the corner of his eye, when they weren't closed for the more romantic variety of kissing, that black strip of leather and its shiny metal studs beckoning attention from the pony. Ricky didn't think that he was into bondage or BDSM or leather or much of any of that kinky stuff, but there was something simply fucking sexy about the big, masculine, extremely confident, buff male Dobie wearing something so damn submissive as a collar. He knew as much that the Dobie was hardly a sub in the first, place, and the only queeny thing about him was the size queenness that was kind of a good bonus asset when your boyfriend was a pony.

Simply put, or as Duncan had told it to Ricky when they'd started to date and sex was starting to become into the picture, (the kiss and the grope during the first date didn't count) the Dobie just happened to like a big cock up his ass. If you thought that would make him your bitch, you better forget any chances of actually getting to tap that Dobie ass. But if you were fine with that...saddle up, cowboy.

Ricky had found it an odd turn-on that the Dobie spoke about it in such cheesy terms, but what followed when they went over to Duncan's place was more than a proof of the sexual chemistry that could be had between two masculine dudes with suitably meeting erotic interests.

The collar, too, was just a nice little bonus, and Ricky found nothing wrong about it, now that he tilted his head a little and caught its edge between his front teeth to give it a little tug, making his embraced boyfriend rumble contently at the feeling.

"Hmmm...."

Ricky licked the smooth fur on Duncan's neck and moved up, almost lapping a slick rail all the way to the top of his head, still holding firmly onto the Dobie under him, enjoying his warmth.

"Delicious," Ricky declared with a grin.

Duncan smirked and pushed his round rump against his boyfriend's lap.

"Thanks, stud."

Ricky snapped his teeth together and moved in for a deep kiss again, melting their muzzles to one another while his hands gripped over the Dobie's belly and chest, feeling how his firm muscles rippled under the sexual tension coursing through his body. Duncan's thick, proud cock throbbed against his knuckles, smearing them over with some of his ample pre, adding to the musk of the two combined males that was slowly growing in the bedroom air. Ricky was tempted to play with that Dobie dick a little, to make his boyfriend even more worked up, but the fact that he had his cock burrowed onto the Dobie's ass was almost too much of a distraction already. His breaths came in deep huffs, and judging by the loudness of Duncan's breathing, there was no mistaking that his doggie needed some bone, too, and soon.

Ricky pulled their maws apart and grinned, confidently.

"Mind if we cut the foreplay a bit short and make up for it in the after-play?" he gyrated his hips for the best and nicest friction over the Dobie's rump, feeling how those firm mounds stroked around his long cock.

Duncan winked.

"I was hoping for that suggestion," the Dobie chuckled breathily.

"Then you just stay right where you are and I'll take care of the rest," Ricky replied and sat back on his haunches, his hands sliding over the Dobie's body until they came to rest on his ass, fondly stroking along the firm rump cheeks in front of him.

Duncan moaned softly when Ricky's thumbs dug into the firm flesh and pulled those cheeks apart to expose his taint and the moist, tasty-looking hole that was visible as a hint of pink amidst the brown fur and smooth skin. Ricky licked his lips at the sight and leaned forward a little, snuffling and nosing against the Dobie's taint, and he chuckled at what he found.

"Strawberry?" the pony nickered as he took another whiff to confirm his suspicion.

Duncan chuckled.

"Sorry, we were out of the regular stuff...no wonder after the weekend," the Dobie leered over his shoulder, leaning further forward now to push his butt back up even more for convenience.

"Don't mind," Ricky grinned and flicked his tall ears as he admired the Dobie's very own strawberry waiting to be plucked by him.

"Thought you...ahhh...wouldn't" Duncan murmured as he felt the pony's hot breath wash over his slick taint before Ricky's tongue swiped across his anus.

Ricky's thick equine tongue lapped over his lover's puckered flesh, making slow circles that brought more groans, all the while his hands held those rump cheeks apart to give him free reign over the Dobie's smooth, oddly scented and, as he discovered, flavoured hindquarters. Whoever had come up with the formula for Buttsexx Supremo Special Edition - Strawberry must've been an evil genius, the pony thought idly as he burrowed his tongue against the Dobie's pucker and gnawed his lips over the thickly muscled hole in a strange almost-kiss. His chin was already smeared with the stuff, too, now that his saliva was mixing with the thicker lube and becoming runny and easily sticking over to the ticklish fuzz of Ricky's chin he loved to use for teasing his boyfriend. It did feel great over his taint, Duncan knew as much, and moaned appreciatively when he felt that familiar sensation, slightly ticklish pony chin adding to the feelings associated with his slowly licked rump. Being highly anally receptive sure held its merits, especially with a boyfriend who didn't mind getting his tongue between the hunky Dobie's ass cheeks, to taste some of his forbidden...strawberry?

Whatever you called it, Duncan mused as his anus was tongue-bathed and probed, his asshole liked the attentions and kept the Dobie's cock fully hard, too, throbbing and leaking little, stretchy pulses of pre over the sheets. The teasing action on his little muscled hole sure had a wholesome effect on him, much to Ricky's amusement, too, as he listened to the small rumbles, murmurs, and his favourite barks, coming from the Dobie's held-down muzzle.

The pony knew that he should never stop eating out the Dobie's ass until he barked, because that was the sign that he was truly getting there, to the ass frenzy that would take over in the end, that rapid clenching and pulsing of that pucker that simply begged for something to fill that pink, hot hole. Until that, he could leisurely make out with the Dobie's ever-tight hole while fondly fondling the associated rump cheeks under his palms. The Dobie's throaty sounds were more than enough to keep the pony aroused, and his long cock stood out as a firm tower of malehood telling that even though he wasn't a stallion, he still packed enough punch to make any partner happy.

Ricky had never minded being the lightweight version.

"That feels so fucking good Rick," the Dobie added.

Ricky gave his response in the form of some more heavy-duty prodding and huffing against Duncan's pucker, bringing one of those well-liked barks out of the kneeling canine. He even leaned back a little, briefly, to admire his work, and especially that little trail of spittle dribbling down along the Dobie's smooth crack.

"Good enough to eat too...it's only missing some whipped cream," Ricky chuckled at all the wrong ideas before he plunged back in for his favourite treat.

Duncan didn't take long before he barked again. It was a low "RUFF!" that escaped from his throat, followed by a small growl, and his tongue slipped out again, as he panted out. The hot sensations grew in his belly, too, as the constant lapping over his hole was making all of his pelvic muscles to contract on their own. He was slowly becoming even more horny as the sexual tension grew inside him, a telltale sign of its own that meant that he was pretty much ready for the next course.

Ricky allowed his tongue to make a slick, long, slurping way along the Dobie's musky ass crack before he lifted his head and rested his chin against a butt cheek.

"Want some more or...?"

"I think you know what we both want."

Ricky bared his teeth out of masculine pleasure at the gesture he knew to be meaningful for them both, for the Dobie mimicked it, soon, as he looked back at the male behind him, and flicked his ears.

"I think we do," Ricky stroked those all too attractive butt cheeks under his hands.

Duncan rumbled deeply.

"Well it's all set so just...hop in," the Dobie wriggled his little tail cutely.

Ricky's thumb stroked over the slick little pucker and gave it a little prod.

"Sure feels like it," his other hand found his cock easily and gave it a small stroke, just because he could. "Want a top-up or..."

"Just want you on top, Rick," Duncan pushed his butt backwards to meet the contact of that digit against his hole.

The pony neighed loudly as he replaced that thumb with his own slightly flared cocktip and lodged it between the Dobie's ass cheeks, and gripped his hips, tightly, letting both of them enjoy the initial feeling of something so big and hard pressing against the Dobie's tender bud.

"Well I don't mind being the top," Ricky's tail swished as he admired the sight of his cock pressed just where it belonged, and how his veined length simply seemed to grow out of the Dobie's tailbase, meeting with his own leathery sheath in the end.

The hot skin seemed to move under his tip, felt as Duncan's tailhole clenched in anticipation of being spread wide open by the pony's not unsubstantial girth that easily rivalled Duncan's own fat cock, although almost twice the length.

Duncan spread his big forepaws wider as he braced for the inevitable, and curved his back down, invitingly.

"Give it to me, Rick, make me forget that plastic thing I had there all day when I wanted it to be you," Duncan very well knew that some suitable dirty talk never failed to work to get the pony just that little bit more worked up, only adding up to their regular and nice experience.

Ricky looked like the king of the universe by the time he had managed to settle himself right there, behind the collared Dobie, holding him firmly as he began to impale the male in front of him.

The first inch went in easily, passing the well-stretched outer pucker without trouble, and then pushed firmly against the inner closure, requiring some effort from both of them to pierce through, and a couple of grunts from both associated males. The Dobie's hole felt so hot around Ricky's cock that he could hardly keep himself from simply burying himself balls deep into that tight, lubed rectum. Ricky knew that now that he'd had to literally force himself in, it was best to give Duncan a little bit of time to adjust to the fact of having a cock two inches thick lodged inside his back passage. His head was held back, showing off his collared neck as he breathed deeply, hissing a little, much to the pony's enjoyment as he knelt there, keeping himself in check, only just. The hole clenched down on him and the tunnel beyond felt hot and yielding, ready to accept his length deep into the Dobie's backside, where he knew it belonged.

Ricky huffed deeply, his furry chest heaving as he savoured the feeling of the first moments of taking the Dobie once again, something he never go tired to. Duncan's well-trained hole accepted him, but was hardly anything to call loose, rather, it kept gripping down on him firmly.

The pony adjusted his knees a little for leverage, his eyes enjoying the sight of the Dobie's rippling back, and he decided to add a little bit to that by pushing another two or three inches through that spasming gate and into Duncan's ass. The Dobie seemed to become even tighter, at least momentarily, when that blunt tip stroked over his prostate on its deeper into Duncan's guts, causing the dark male to grunt appreciatively. His cock throbbed again, stimulated from within, untouched, but hardly a thing to detract from his pleasure, for Duncan knew very well that the core of his pleasure lay easily within his tight rump. Sure, he reamed the pony's ass regularly and never failed to get off at the prospect of showing his knot deep into that shaggy brown rump, but nothing quite beat the pleasure of getting it hard and deep into his sensitive rectum.

Ricky decided that his ground was more than clearly taken now, and the true fun could begin. He leaned over his Dobie once more, letting his hands slide over his body to hold onto him, while his hips began to work back and forth, establishing a slow rhythm. He only had half of his cock inside the canine yet, but as his shallow thrusts increased in speed, he also gained more depth, probing past any remaining resistance as he slid deeper within his lover's guts. The penetration became unending, a constantly moving presence inside the Dobie, sending those warm, familiar bursts of pleasure through his taunt body as he took the pony's thrusts inside his backside.

Ricky kissed the Dobie's sweaty neck, just above that black collar, and nibbled the firm skin there, gently, while he kept on humping into his lover with keen, confident strikes from his hips, driving himself deep on each thrusts that were almost reaching to his full length.

"You smell great," the pony whispered against his lover's skin, "you're so hot..."

Ricky's balls began, almost unnoticeably, to stroke over Duncan's on each deep push into him, as he held onto his mate and continued to kiss the angled neck for their mutual pleasure. The Dobie took almost one foot of cock into him without trouble, simply enjoying the fullness it offered, reaching deep inside him, doing things that no simple girth could accomplish. The pony's thrusts were hard but not too much so that he could easily rock his hips back onto them, never one to be too passive even when he was the one getting it hard and deep. Duncan's cock bounced wetly against his abs, propelled by the motion of his body as he got reamed by the pony, adding its slapping sounds to the general cavalcade of sounds created by two big bodies colliding each other together with regular efficiency.

Ricky's long cock snaked itself easily in and out of the Dobie's tight opening, keeping both of them panting and grunting joyfully throughout their deep mating. Their pace became fervent, as the pony lapped and kissed more sweat up from his mate's neck, enjoying how his head swam in the musk of their hot mating, as much as he revelled in the sensation of taking the big male as his own. His deeper thrusts even brought some more barks, echoing off the bedroom walls while they continued to rut energetically, spending the day's frustrations upon one another without regret. Sometimes he went up to lick on Duncan's ears, nipping and gnawing on them, and his hands never forgot to pay some special attention to the Dobie's hot little nipples, all hard and pleasurably sensitive under seeking palms, at the center of his bodybuilder grade pecs groped firmly by the pony pounding the Dobie butt into submission. Duncan moaned whenever he took it balls deep, that blunt tip rubbing something very deep inside him, momentarily, before that hot, lubed length made its way back into his body.

"Gonna...ahhh...harder..."

The burn had started a couple of minutes before, behind Duncan's belly button, radiating slowly lower and lower as the stimulation increased over his sensitive prostate, battered with each and every long thrust from the pony's member. His body tensed and flexed, slowly, rhythmically, another telltale sign that he was pretty much ready to give it up soon, and he spoke as much, tilting his head up as he barked again.

"Yeah...yeah..."

Ricky gripped tightly onto his Dobie and continued pounding into him, big balls smackingly slapping against Duncan's ass he drove himself in and out of the sucking hole.

"Gimme a big load, lover," Ricky rumbled against one of the Dobie's flat ears, his arms folded over Duncan's chest to hold him firmly against him as they both now rode their way towards their climaxes.

"I'm...ahh...trying...ahhh...."

The heat grew stronger and stronger, and Duncan felt how his knot swell to even larger proportions than before, filling out as his rump took the pounding from the pony, bringing him closer and closer to the great finishing point. His churning tail tunnel clenched around the long dick inside him, milking itself over the firm length, increasing the growing sensations until he could not take more than that.

"Ahhh...ahhhh...Rick..."

His lover's name was as good as any a thing to say when your rectum convulsed and brought on the anal orgasm that Duncan had been after ever since he had stuck a finger inside his newly cleaned up tailhole during his morning shower, before he pushed in a specially designed butt plug to keep himself in the mood throughout the day. It was a subtle pleasure, as strong as any orgasm he had experiencing from more cock-centric activities, but different, deeper, simply good for him.

"Gimme it to me," Ricky nickered, a vocalization that turned into a deep grunt as he felt the Dobie clench down on him, hard, as he began to cum all over the bed without touching himself a single time.

The big canine shot his plentiful load across their sheets, a long white streak that soon spread out as more and more cum was pumped out of his body by the cock still squeezing his juices out directly from within by the firm pressure over his prostate. Duncan's cock jumped and pulsed, seemingly bewildered that it was doing this without having anything pressing around its own sensitive, spongy tissues, but the pleasure was as good as any, and Duncan kept barking throughout his musky cumming.

"Ohh yeah..." Ricky crooned, smelling the seed in the air as he drove his hips forward one more time, balls deep inside his mate, as his own balls gave it up and he was there, right where he wanted to be.

There was nothing quite like breeding your mate, whether a mare or a fellow male, but for the pony it felt the most natural thing to do, to fill his mate with his cum, potent, strong and hot, as it came out of him in thick bursts. His cockhead flared and plugged his cock deep into the Dobie's pack passage, making sure that every single drop of cum would remain stuck in that canal as it got squeezed out of him by the rhythmic squeezing of Duncan's body as much as Ricky's own effort of pumping his load into that steaming hot hole.

The Dobie groaned deeply as the heat increased as he felt his guts become filled up to the brim, and a strange sense of...calmness...spread over him at the knowledge that he had now been thoroughly taken by the pony as his mate. The orgasmic pulses still coursed through his anal regions on occasion, winding down, but still there, making him tighten down every time another wave came and forced a small spurt of seed out of his straining cock. The panting pony held onto him firmly, slowly starting to come down from his own high while still gripping his mate with his arms, breathing against his neck in hot huffs while their scent was mingled. A little bit of cum was already dripping down along his groin and over their balls, marking them both as one, in needed union with each other.

Duncan lifted his head and found his boyfriend's smiling, panting lips easily, and brought them together for a kiss, his messy ass still firmly speared by the pony's long cock pushed up to him to the limits. It was still throbbing there, warm, fully hard, and pressing him in all the good places to keep him well-stimulated, even while they were trying to calm down after their hot sex...so far.

"Hmmm...cowboy love's the best kind of love," Duncan smirked as he teased his mate with a kiss, a lip lap, and a squeeze from his worn-out tailhole.

Ricky snuffled and flicked an ear.

"It was the country night back at the bar when we met," the pony complained playfully as he treated his Dobie to a little thrusts of his hips, to counter the earlier teasing...the same teasing that had rewarded the Dobie with all kinds of sexual ordeals ever since they'd become an item.

Duncan chuckled and pushed his back just a little bit more firmly against Ricky's chest.

"Would be cool if you wore a Stetson everywhere," the cum-stained Dobie smirked in that all too familiar leering way.

"Only if you'd agree to wear assless chaps."

Ricky was sure he would buy some assless chaps for Christmas, simply to see the look on the Dobie's face, just that one time.

Duncan snuffled.

"I think I'll just stick to my collar thank you."

Ricky gave that mysterious leather implement a quick tug with his teeth, something that brought a surprisingly soft moan from the broad-chested Dobie. He continued to stimulate the area with licks as he slowly groomed his Dobie's neck, revelling in the sensation of that big, warm body under him, still joined to him.

"Maybe I could get a matching one, too," Ricky smiled, catching the corner of Duncan's eye.

"Can I put a leash on it, too?" the Dobie winked his only visible eye, and licked his lips.

Ricky chuffed and gave the Dobie's pounded ass a reasonably firm poke with the eleven-incher impaling that very same rear end.

"That we will have to discuss after dinner, which I expect to be ready within the next hour, I'm starving," the pony's snuffle came back a little bit more throatily than he had meant after he felt the Dobie's sloshly innards bear down on him again as a result of his butt poke.

"Eight minutes," Duncan chuckled. "I got microwave meals."

"You lazy bastard," Ricky gave the studded collar another tug with his teeth.

*RUFF-RUFF*

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