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It was a bright, sunny day in Parallel Pony Land, but Richard Kyle had a glum look holding his bag in one hand and his assigned dormitory sheet in the other. Staring up at the huge mansion/castle like building in front of him with all the different yearlings (young studs) out on the lawn, under brush filled trees, and chilling around and on statues of famous intellectual studs, he turned around to give his parents one last desperate look. But all he got in return was a cry from his mother, "Have a good time sweetie!" If the fact that he was being dropped off at an all male academy wasn't bad enough, the red forming on the white blotches along the black fur on his snout was the peak of his irritation as his mom just humiliated him in front of everyone he'd be spending the next few years with.

With his parents dropping him off and completely dumping him at school, Rich sighed heavily, slinging his back over his shoulder and walking towards the huge entrance of the school. This blows... I bet that every guy here is some kind of hetero...anti homo...jock...! Lost on every word flowing through his head, the stallion didn't notice something small bump into him.

"Hey there!"

Rich fluttered his big wings, his clean, white undershirt tightening around his muscular chest. Raising his brow, he turned around to see a twinkish looking cream colored yearling starring back at him with a big sunny smile. The male had a long, blond flowing mane with pink highlights and wore a pink beat with short jeans that were perfectly snug to his cute butt. He waved back at the black and white stud before turning around. That's when Rich saw the two pink arrows resting at the top of the twink's exposed cheek. He stared for a long time, not realizing that a bit of drool was running down his lip as he watched the girly male walk away, shaking his booty. Then he wiped the slobber away with his wrist. Ok, maybe I was wrong.

Later...

The halls were filled with dozens of yearlings. But they weren't the only ones filling the halls. Turning his head to watch a mahogany colored jock with a trimmed mane walk by, Rich suddenly felt like he hit a brick wall. Something splashed when the young stud hit the floor. By the time he stood up, the yearling was face to chest with a huge towering mount of swamp green muscle with bright, shining green eyes. He seemed intimidated at first, but then stood up proud with an amused grin on his face.

As the Asian dragon wiped the orange soda from his face, his face lowered into a scowl and he emitted a heavy growl from his throat. "Why don't you watch where you're going?"

The Pegasus yearling flapped his wings, "Why don't you remember who you're talking to scaly?"

The dragon looked over his shoulder, gazing to a blue, semi-muscular western dragon and a large red Asian with muscular arms and a beer belly. "Where do you think you are, Pony Land?" He pressed a talon against the stud's chest, "Here in the PPL, dragons aren't some little bitches to you horses, meat!"

The other two suddenly stepped forward, "Yeah!"

The blue western balled up his fist, "So go strut yourself somewhere else, pony boy!"

Rich didn't feel so proud anymore. He grew up thinking dragons were chumps; they were pushovers. Soon he was surrounded by the three really naturally huge scaly males. But before he could utter another word, the yearling felt a tugging at his arm, "This way stud!" After a few seconds, he freely ran behind the caramel horse with a blond mane and tail wearing a cowboy hat, a horse shoe stitched into the left pocket on his jeans.

It seemed like the dragons were all bulk and no haste, struggling to stay behind the horses as they shouted, "Get back here!" There was sweat running down Rich's brow when he looked back. The lead dragon was bellowing smoke from his nostrils. He had a pissed of look on his dragon snout, his eyes flaring.

The yearling felt another tug of his arm as the caramel stud through open a door, "In here!" When Rich was pulled into room one-ten at the end of the dorm hall, he helped the cowboy stud barricade the door, feeling six large fists pounding away at the other side.

"You can't stay in there forever!"

The cowboy yelled over his shoulder, "I sure can! It's my room you sneaky snakes with legs!" With a turn of the dead bolt and the clink of a chain, the yearling made sure the thick door was secure before moving away, "Yer alright now, I think they made the doors thick just fer this reason..."

Rich didn't really put much faith in the guy's words until the pounding stopped. Stepping away from the door, he used his own shirt to wipe the sweat from his face, "Thanks...so what's your name?"

The yearling cowboy tipped his hat, "My names Buck, but most guys around here call me Lucky."

His accent was really starting to peak Rich's interest. Tilting his head, he had a sly grin on his snout as he slowly inched his way closer to the cowboy. "So...do you mind if I take a guess why?" He held his hand out, brushing his hip against the other males side.

The cowboy offered a cocky, confident smirk, taking off his hat and tossing it onto his made bed in his cleanly kept room, running a hand through his short, curly blond mane. He leaned his butt cheek with the horseshoe stitched into the jeans into Rich's palm, "I reckon you could..."

The two slowly leaned into each other, taking the other by the cheek before hotly pressing their lips together. It wasn't a lover's kiss, it was nice and dirty as they lustfully thrust their tongues at the backs of the other's throat. Lucky moaned, sucking at Rich's tongue as the Pegasus stud pressed his big hands against his chest. Pulling away with a questioning look, the yearling tugged at Lucky's shirt, "What is this?"

When Rich lifted the shirt, he revealed a dark brown pleather (artificial leather) X across the male's chest. His eyes shot open in surprise. Pushing the stud's hand down, Lucky started to peel of his clothes with his back to Rich, "I like to be prepared..." The cowboy yearling gave off a moan as he unbuckled and pushed down his jeans, his small, toned body riddled with straps, all the way down to his equine ankles, his perfectly round butt exposed to the air, hugged by a single strap each. Strangely enough, the same symbol stitched into Lucky's jeans was also on his butt. Rich even admired the pouch of leather wrapped around the yearling's average leathery ebony package, his sheath poking out just at the top. The whole getup was complete with a leather bit like necklace around his neck.

Before Rich could even get a chance to react he was suddenly pinned to the bed. His shirt was being shoved up past his chest. Struggling to get his shirt off past his wings, he gasped, feeling Lucky's rough tongue lapping at the left nub on his chest. With the white material stuck over his head, Rich was at the mercy of the cowboy as his sensitive nipples were teased and nibbled on, his big horse cock straining in his pants. Lucky started to worship the rest of his body too, lapping and playing with each muscle on his abdomen, taking in Rich's rich scent until he was worshipping the bulge, grinding his lips hard against it. The stud bound beneath the shirt groaned, a wet spot forming where the head of his cock was poking against the material.

When the shirt was finally plucked from atop of his head, Rich suddenly found himself wearing the cowboy's heavy brown hat, the tip falling over his eyes. It was almost as if before he heard the sound of his zipper, Rich moaned as Lucky greedily ran his rough lips down his aching shaft. His eyes half lowered and he let out a heavy moan as the caramel colored yearling's tongue swirled around the veins on his cock. The cowboy was willing to suck and he even took the whole thing while bobbing his head up and down, jerking his hand over the spit covered rod that wasn't in his mouth. Pushing the hat up, it turned Rich on hard to see such a smaller stud deep throating him rather than licking the lollypop like some little queers do.

Lifting his head up after leaving a nice layer of natural lube on Rich's cock, the leather bound cowboy adjusted on the bed, presenting his caramel ass to the big black and white stud, saying in such a sexy way, "Ready to saddle up?" Rich almost let another bit of drool run down his lips, thinking this is the kinkiest thing he's ever done. But as he playfully tipped the cowboy hat on his head, he towered over Lucky as he lined up the fat crown of his cock with Lucky's perfectly pink hole. Getting a loud gasp from Lucky, he grabbed onto the stud's shoulder as he slowly pushed his hips forward. When the cowboy yearling suddenly put the leather bit into his mouth, Rich knew he had to take advantage. Grabbing onto the stud's necklace, he used it as a rein, pumping more of his shaft into Lucky's hole, forcing Lucky to give off a pleasure whinny past the bit in his mouth.

Rich eased his cock in and out at first, but then he really started fucking in a hard rhythm. The stud beneath him nearly collapsed under the sheer power of the thrusts, but showed he was no pushover, getting back to all fours. He even started to buck back, pounding his ass hard onto Rich's raging cock, his own pink spotted dick hanging over his leather thong and smacking him in the belly.

The whole riding stallion thing was driving Rich sexy crazy and he really went with it. Grabbing the hat on his head and pulling hard on the reins connected to the bit in Lucky's mouth, he buried his cock deep into the stud each time the stud bucked his hips back. Lucky gave off a loud whinnying cry, reaching between his legs and jerking his cock hard, thick strands of pre running down his knuckles. They fucked hard until the stud's short, curly blond mane was sticking to his long neck with sweat. He bit into the leather in his mouth hard, hearing and feeling Rich's big sac swinging back and forth, slamming into his own nuts until they ached.

Lucky could feel the big stud's cock pulsing deep inside him and Rich could feel himself getting close. His load building deeper and deeper in his sac, Rich pulled at the rains, Lucky fighting them like a true untamed stallion. But as the winged stud pulled back one last time, Lucky gasped, feeling himself being pulled into the Rich's lap. As the big stud's cock grinded hard against the walls of his insides, he reached out, grabbing onto anything he could as his cock uncontrollably pulsed and twitched, shooting hot ropes of jizz all over his chest and stomach. The yearling flapped his lips and neighed as loudly as he could behind the bit in his mouth, collapsing back onto Rich's chest. The big stud pulled at the reins, restraining himself from crying out, digging his hooves into the bed, nibbling into Lucky's shoulder when he finally pumped the cowboy full of thick sperm.

When he felt his balls had stopped pumping his rich yearling seed into Lucky's butt, Rich collapsed, enjoying the feeling of the leather bound stud's small, vice like pucker tightening around his big meat. They inhaled greedily, struggling to breathe after such an amazing fuck session. The smell of sweat and leather quickly built up between the two and Rich pleasingly lapped his tongue at the cowboy's neck, enjoying the salty taste. Soon they kissed dirty again, sharing that taste, Rich's thick load dripping down his sac.

Later, as he stood hidden behind the door in nothing but the pleather and his own skin, Lucky was sure to show that he was the gentleman he claimed to be, helping Rich see his way out. "By the way, I don't think I caught your name..."

Picking up the bags he had dropped on the floor, Rich smiled, "My name's Rich Kyle."

The other yearling chuckled and he had to ask, "What's so funny?"

The cowboy shrugged, "Don't worry, you'll get yer new nickname soon enough around here. Can I trust you'll be comin by for a weekly ridin lesson?"

Rich winked as he stepped out the door, "Count on it."

He felt a slap on his shoulder, "See y'around." When the door clicked shut, Rich gave a relieved sigh, hoping there would be more times like that. He lifted his schedule to his snout and took steps to finding his own dorm...

More to come.