Jizz Part 2
#3 of Jizz
Part 2 of Jizz after some refinement.
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
Jizz: Part 2
The cougar stumbled into the dark room, his footsteps slightly slickened by the cum on the bottom of his footpaws. He gave another deep burp which was filled with the thick taste of all the jizz he swallowed. Trying to find the center of the room, he stepped on a piece of metal and a light popped on, exposing a muscular, tan horse behind some a wall that was half glass, half concrete, his lower half positioned into an angled doggy style position through the wall with some kind of metal shaft holding him in place. His foot long equine cock was apparently just as stiff as James' was, but it had some kind of rubber pouch around it, holding it at angle through the wall. The feline recognized the equine right away, looking at his face through the glass. His name was Reece, and he happened to be James' best school buddy. The horse's hands were being held up by leather straps and his mouth filled with a large gag. He turned his head towards the cougar, his eyes filled with fear.
Out of the dark, the screen of a TV came on before the fox appeared again. "Welcome to the second part of our game, James. Over the last four years, you and your friend Reece have forced others to endure the taunts and tortures based upon their differences and even sexuality. But what Reece failed to mention is what he himself endured. Your friend has written of his attraction towards you many times, yet never seemed to mention such things as you chopped down the esteem of others." James had a look of shock on his face when he looked towards Reece, the horse turning his head away in shame, hiding the tears falling down his face. "In this part of the game, Reece will get to express his gratitude of you being such a good friend to him. As you can see he has been administered the same hormonal enzyme as you have. Though unlike you, Reece has a probe positioned before his meatus. In a matter of moments this probe will slowly descend down his urethra. This in turn may cause...damage...if it proceeds too far. Beneath your friends inflamed penis is a scale. With the right stimulation, this scale can be weighted down and your friend will go free. Can you provide that stimulation?"
A heavy whirling sound came from the other side of the glass and made James jump. Reece started to scream past the black ball gag as the sounding probe grew closer and closer to his bound phallus head, inching towards his piss slit before spreading the exit. The horse kicked his hooves on the ground, almost a physical way of begging for help. Running up to him, James starting smashing at the metal shoot holding Reece, but he stopped, starring at the horse's backside. He started to shake, placing his cum covered paw on Reece's back. The stud turned his head, clenching his fist, barely feeling the touch past the burning invasion in his cock. Choking on his words, "I'm gonna help you Reece, I'm gonna help you!" Getting behind the horse, he paused to stare at the brownish pucker. Could he really fuck his male friend? Reece's cries rushed him along, wiping the cum on his paw over the pucker before positioning his barbed dick against it.
James had never had sex with another guy before so when he pushed into Reece's virgin hole, the horse neighed painfully up in the air at the burning sensation now in his ass. Tears fell down the horse's cheeks as he naturally flapped his lips. The cum in his ass still helped, being nice and thick so it wasn't going to dry soon. The cougar closed his eyes as he took hold of his friend's ass cheeks and furiously started to fuck. Reece grunted through the pain. He had fingered himself a lot of times before, but this was nothing compared to a few hooved digits. As his nipples hardened, he swayed his hips as his balls throbbed and a small stream of thick pre shot out of his dick. Whatever his kidnapper had given him made his body extremely sensitive, driving him wild sexually if it weren't for the thing in his dick. The scale barely tipped but it seemed the sounding machine was slowing down, easing the pain in his long, thick leathery cock. James gave another sharp push into his friend's ass, spreading more tight muscle until the barbed tip of his head hit something solid. This drove Reece hard, causing his eyes to roll as a heavy shot of jizz hit the scale. Surprisingly, this whirred the probe down to a slight spin. And this actually made the horse's cock feel kind of good. But it was already about half way down his dick and he didn't have much time left. Panting, he threw his hips back into the cougar's cock as best he could.
The cougar couldn't fight back a moan as Reece pushed back, his cum covered balls slapping loudly against the tan ass of his friend. Reece's nipples hardened as he started to enjoy the fucking. Letting his wild side take over, the cougar dug his claws into the horse's ass and furiously started to buck and thrust at an angle, doggy style. Clopping his hoof into the cement floor, the stud neighed loudly past the gag in his mouth, biting into it until it finally snapped under his powerful jaw just as he naturally thrust forward, spraying load after thick load of horse cum onto the scale, enough that it poured over the sides and spilled out onto the floor.
Even though he was forced to do this, something in the back of James' head told him to keep thrusting even after the machine turned off. For some reason even though he was pounding Reece pretty hard, he couldn't get off. Only until the bang of a large sliding door did the cougar stop his hard thrusts and pull out. That caused a shiver to run down the horse's spine, lowering his head weakly after what he had just been through. In a way he couldn't feel the probe anymore, it just felt like something dull sitting in his cock. But he did feel the sudden touch of a wet paw on his backside. Turning his head, he saw James out of the corner of his eye and shook his head. James touched him again, shaking his head before mouthing, "I'm sorry."
Reece smiled weakly as that paw slid away, and James moved onto the next part of the game, an irritating itching feeling in his balls that told him he really wanted to get off...To be continued...