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Connor gave a small grin as he trotted slowly along the dirt track. He liked the feeling of walking under a canopy of trees, seeing the small shards of light break through to illuminate small details at random. The air felt cool on his fur under here, though out in full sun it was getting to be a hot day, even with a slight breeze coming across the water.

"Hey, what do you think, should we head down here?"

Abandoning his daydream for a moment, he let his eyes adjust to the half-light as he took in the fur several steps ahead of him. Ray, the stallion who owned his heart. The shiny black fur of the tall stallion made him harder to pick out in the semi-darkness, even wearing board shorts and t-shirt, but he knew every inch of that body by memory anyway. Long silky mane, lean body with muscles rippling under the black fur. His eyes though, they were always in his dreams, deep brown pools of love he never tired of drowning in.

Ray saw the eyes regarding him with frank curiosity, and his muzzle split into a grin.

"Earth to Connor....Earth to Connor."

"Sorry Ray, just daydreaming. What's down there?"

"According to the blurb from the old house, it's a beach or something. Used to be a favourite spot for the daughters of the governor, so they called it Fillies Beach."

"Oh, cool, well yeah wouldn't mind feeling some sand under my hooves. It was a bit...stuffy in the old place."

"Yeah, I always thought "heritage" was code for falling down. Now I know."

They shared a laugh as they contemplated the track branching to the right. They had come here for something to do, a free day as they backpacked around the country together. The island was supposed to be a natural paradise, and the main attraction was an old governor's residence and gardens at the public pier.

The total lack of people made it feel even more old and careworn than it was. As they arrived on the water taxi, a group of four wolves were heading off, their yacht moored at the pier ready to cast off. Their raucous shouts and waves suggested they had made sure to enjoy enough booze to make any attraction a winner.

As it turned out, they had been the only ones there apart from the caretaker, an earnest old fox biddy who insisted on giving them a running commentary on the house and grounds. Partly in an effort to escape her well-meaning attentions they had decided to explore further afield, along the tracks that led into native bush around the more manicured gardens. Ray had quickly become bored, but not Connor. The sense of isolation soothed him as it always did. He preferred to be alone; unless it was with Ray. His cock twitched at the mere thought of the tall Arabian stallion.

Connor took in the sight of his lover's body again, imagining him striding from the ocean, water cascading over his satin fur. Yep, a beach sounds like an excellent idea.

Ray studied his mate for a moment, seeing the thoughts playing across his face. If Connor could have looked into Ray's mind then, he would be surprised at what he found, for Ray was having very similar thoughts about his fellow stallion. The bay shire was a little shorter than Ray, but stockier, muscles bunching with effortless grace from every movement the stallion made. Ray could stare at him for hours; in fact he often did, sometimes waking up in the middle of the night and just looking at him, softly playing with his mane so as not to wake him.

Connor had done it tough, and his past had made him in many ways the opposite of Ray. Reserved where Ray was extroverted, cautious where Ray was bold. Most of all, it made Connor believe he was nothing; ugly, useless. The idea that Ray could look at him and see a sexy stud was too preposterous, and yet it was the truth. When Ray saw him naked, he could barely breathe. It was something that had always hindered their relationship, and Ray did his best to work around it. Loving someone who couldn't love themself was never easy.

Imagining the bulky bay naked was exactly what Ray was doing now though, and as a result his brain was not available for other tasks. His tight board shorts, perfectly selected to show off his taut muscled ass, were also feeling the effects as his sheath bulged uncomfortably.

"Ahh, so what are we waiting for then Raymundo...lets trot eh?"

"Um, yeah, trot we will big buddy. And, I don't know about you, but I'm kind of feeling like a swim."

"Let's just see this beach first mate, it's probably all rocks and seaweed."

"Pffft, last one in's a filly"

The two laughing stallions trotted at an easy pace along the track, catching glimpses of ocean through the trees, until they crested a small ridge and almost tumbled down into a golden sandy bowl.

"Holy shit!. Ray was the first to regain his senses, and he liked what he saw.

They had arrived at a small horseshoe shaped beach nestled between two small rocky points. Barely 30 metres across, it was like a perfect private beach paradise. Golden sand with the occasional shard of hard black rock, tapering down to perfect clear waters with a fringe of shells. Across an impossibly turquoise stretch of water, they could see other uninhabited islands covered in pines fringing the channel. More pines covered the ridge behind and around the beach, protecting it from any prying eyes.

"Fucking A Connor. This is the bomb! Those fillies were lucky. C'mon, time for some fun in the waves my friend. "

"Ah, Ray, in case you didn't notice, I'm wearing normal shorts."

"So? I think I have a solution. Let's go naked bud, I feel like letting it all hang out anyway, so you won't be alone."

Connor blushed crimson, but the idea of his mate naked had turned him on massively, and he did like the look of the water. His normal reserve fought for its right to be heard though.

"Shit Ray, what is someone sees us? We could be like arrested or something."

"Only thing you're going to be arrested for Connor is being too hot to be legal. Come on, we both know no one is here except that old fox, and somehow I doubt she is going to come running for a sight of our junk. That boatload of pissed wolves were the only ones around. The next water taxi doesn't arrive for two hours, the coast is clear."

Still blushing, the big bay nodded shyly and started to strip off his shorts and boxers while his grinning lover did his own striptease. Ray's boxers were already hopelessly tented by his growing erection, something Connor couldn't fail to notice as he took in the sight. His own substantial hardness was beginning its own journey from his sheath.

"Last one in's a filly remember."

With a whoop Ray headed for the water, his feral grin receding as he sped past, Connor struggling to catch up. It was hopeless of course, and a grinning Ray thrashed into the water, the surface moving rapidly up and over his knees as the seabed dropped rapidly off the beach. Turning to face the beach, he eyed his studly lover with a cocky smirk as he finally waded into the cooling water.

"Come in little filly, the water's perfect."

Connor reached the grinning stallion and without a word tackled him into the water, a shocked cry and delighted "yeah!" ringing across the water as the two stallions fell into the sea in a tangle and commenced to wrestle like frisky colts. Any fish in the vicinity would have cleared out fast, gaping at the sight of two big anthro stallions playing like idiots, but the two equines didn't care for fish or anyone. This was their own private world.

Soon Connor relented and allowed a spluttering Ray to the surface, water streaming off his coat. He shook his head violently, water flying from his mane as he got some of the seawater out of his ears.

"Gee Con, all I did was call you a filly.!"

"You talk too much Ray, always said it. Too much yakking, too little watching and waiting for me to pounce. You're still too easy to take down...filly!"

"Yeah, well maybe I want to be taken down, ever thought of that?"

"Pfft nice excuse. I should whup your ass more often, just to show you who's boss."

The Arabian loved it when his mate got like this, his confident and dominant side making the stallion go weak at the knees. They had been together long enough now for complete trust, but still the damaged Connor was reluctant to let himself go. Too much still to unlearn.

Coming in close in the crystal waters, Ray wrapped his arms around his love, and looked him in the eyes.

"I already know who my boss is Connor. Always will be."

The kiss was long and sensual, Ray leading before Connor took over, long equine tongues fencing inside their muzzles as they relaxed into the intimacy of the moment. Strong paws roamed over eachother's coats, running through their manes, rubbing along the flat planes of muscled bodies, before finally the two were locked in a close embrace. Two stallions melded into one, their groins rubbing playfully, two stallion cocks rubbing together as they gripped eachothers muscled ass and drew their partner tight.

Connor let out a deep moan as he felt Ray grip both their cocks in one paw, jacking slowly as they reached full hardness. The sea breeze played with his mane and the sound of the water gently lapping at the beach filled his ears as he felt his body become warm all over.

Wait...breeze?

"Shit Ray stop that! We're naked and in the open, we could get sprung so bad!"

The tall Arabian held his lover close but let the beautiful cock out of his hand for the moment. He had feared this would happen, but he had a plan.

"Shhhh stop worrying Con. Remember what I said? No one around. It's just us and the ocean and the trees hun. I love you so much, and I've always wanted to make love on a beach. Just this once, please take me under the sun like our ancestors did?"

"There is no way I'm fucking you on a public beach Ray."

"No way?"

"No!."

"Hmmm.....'

The black Arabian took his lover into his arms again, the body against his stiff and unyielding. A kiss, hesitant then stronger, and he felt Connor start to relax again as they rubbed their bodies together. Ray moved to phase 2 then, his muzzle leaving Connor's, to lick at his lover's neck, then across his chest, both nipples getting a workout from a mobile set of lips and tongue. The groans and nickers told him he was getting to his partner, as did the way his body moved and twitched under his caress. They had their own language, the special braille of a lover's touch, and Ray was fluent in it.

"Let me just go down on you Con...no one will see what we are doing....trust me..."

His licking now moved down the muscled belly of the bay shire, the abdominals twitching under his touch, before taking the thick flared end of Connor's cock in his paws, gently caressing while looking up to his love.

"Shit Ray, stop, please..."

The shire was looking everywhere and nowhere, his eyes darting around for any sign of intruders, then back to the sight of his loving stallion kneeling in the ocean at his hooves.

"You keep looking Connor. You will see if anyone is coming, and we can stop. It will be ok, trust me."

Connor didn't say yes, but he didn't say no, his body shaking with the strain as Ray continued teasing his cock tip. Then before his love could take counsel of his fears, the Arabian engulfed the end of Connor's thick cock in his muzzle and began to make love to the most beautiful stallion cock he had ever seen.

Connor's breathing began to quicken and deepen, then soft low nickers and moans came from his muzzle as the feeling built. As Ray lowered further down his cock, lips encircling his medial ring, he gave his first full throated cry of pleasure, and his paws moved to grip Ray's long black mane, gently assisting his mate in his attentions.

Ray knew every nerve ending in his love, and he was going to use them all right now. His large paw encased the heavy bay coloured orbs of the shire stallion and caressed, fingers and thumb rolling them effortlessly, before squeezing harder. One fingertip quested further, behind the pendulous sack, to rub his lover' s leathery taint and tease the tight muscled pucker.

He could feel the responses building now, and he knew the signs. The deepening cries of pleasure, the way Connor's tail began to thrash faster. Looking up he saw his love no longer looking around for danger, instead his head was thrown back and eyes closed in ecstasy.

He withdrew his muzzle from Connor's cock, one fingertip just teasing the underside of his balls as he smiled sweetly up at the big bay stallion.

"Oh fuck Ray. Don't stop. Please, I'm so ready!"

"No no Connor, I saw you losing it and you weren't looking. What happens if someone comes while you are losing it? No, you are right. We shouldn't."

"Stop fucking around Ray, I need it so bad. It won't take long, please?!?!"

"Well Connor, I don't know. If you are prepared to take the risk, I guess its ok with me, but on one condition. You fuck me. On the beach, hard. Right now. Or I guess little Connor is going to go sore and lonely for a bit."

He began cradling those balls, rubbing with that palm as his fingertips played across the leathery skin and felt the fur of Connor's sheath. Precum oozed from an achingly frustrated stallion cock, but he ignored it studiously.

Silence from above for a long moment, but he knew his stallion. He waited him out, sure in the signals coming from his touch. Those signals never lied.

"You're serious."

"Deadly."

"You want me to fuck you that bad."

"With every part of me. I want you inside me on this beach making me your mare."

"Fuck!"

Strong hands gripped his shoulders and lifted him to a standing position, the two stallions now face to face, the expression on Connor's face volcanic but otherwise unreadable.

The bay shire started for the shore, pulling the Arabian with him.

"If it's a fuck you want it's a fuck you are getting filly. I am going to make you beg."

Totally aroused, and a little frightened he may have gone too far, Ray let himself be pulled up the beach to a spot near the cliff face, soft golden sand against his hooves. The enraged shire pulled him into a kiss, but no normal kiss. A deep long face fucking kiss, devouring and possessing as the black furred stallion could only whimper in response. He tasted blood in his mouth as Connor bit his lip hard and uncaring, but it only made him hornier as he waited for whatever was next.

He did not have long to wait, as Connor lifted him into his arms and lay him on the sand, the gritty feel against his fur adding another erotic dimension to the experience. He felt Connor kneel by his legs and then felt them raised, further and further until his fetlocks were by his head and he could feel the sea breeze play on his stretched and exposed crack. Not for long though.

His lover bent to him, muzzle at his navel as his tongue licked, then exploring the length of his long and excited cock. Connor traced the length of Ray's erection, from the flare down his underside to the valley between his balls, before suckling those bulging orbs for an achingly short moment. His prize was located a bit lower.

Ray felt the deliciously rough tongue lapping his perineum, then cried out as he felt the tip pressing on his tail hole, a sensation he had craved since his first clumsy rimming from Connor as a colt. Connor wasn't playing around today though, and he rammed a thick hard horse tongue into his lover's hole, chuckling at the strangled gasp and the feel of the hot ass trying to repel his tongue.

No chance of that today, this stallion was not to be denied. He opened his muzzle wide, lips caressing the nethers of his love as he drove his tongue in deeper and deeper until it just flicked the spongy prostate and he felt Ray buck against him.

Before he could recover, Ray felt Connor move, and the bay stallion was over him, muzzle to muzzle with Ray's long black furred legs over his shoulders. He felt it then, the blunt tip of a heavy horsecock against his well licked ass.

"Wait Con...I've got some lube in the backpack, please just let me get ready."

"I am ready filly. Do you want this or not?"

Connor pressed a little, his leaking tip against Ray's tailhole. Ray could feel his pucker pushed in resisting the invader, pressure building and the ring about to yield. Then Connor held back, a wicked smirk now on his face.

"Oh fuck Con...please...just a little."

"Nope. You wanted this, now you're going to get it, "under the sun the way our ancestors did." Well, no lube then filly, just precum and spit and you've got both. He pressed again and held back again just at the critical moment, enjoying his partner's groan.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck please fuck me Con but take it easy."

"Easy? Oh yeah...easy."

Ray screamed out in a high pitched whinny as he felt the rutting stallion above him slam his hips forward and bury his thick cock up to the medial ring in one painful thrust. There would be no taking it easy though, as Connor immediately pulled back until just his flare was inside the needy stallion, then rammed in hard again, this time burying his broad medial ring just inside the confines of his lover's ass.

Ray could only hold on after that, his paws scrabbling in the sand as Connor fucked him hard and deep, head thrown back and mane cascading over the sand as his mate licked and nibbled at his neck and piledrove into him with savage loving heat. It was a brutal, hard wild fuck, and he loved every second of it once the pain subsided to leave him burning with hot tingles of pleasure and the incredible erotic feel of his lover totally dominating him.

Too soon the feeling built inside him, and he felt the hammer blows of Connor's thick cock against his prostate making his own cock twitch from side to side like a firehose under pressure. It couldn't last long. Bringing his paws from the sand, he reached up to grip Connor's biceps and arched his back to take the thrusts, every muscle now screaming for release.

When it came it almost made him black out, a long whickering cry as rope after rope of thick seed spurted from his tip to coat them both, his ass rhythmically clenching like a vise on his lover whose own throaty growl made him murr. He thrashed around on the sand, getting it into his mane and tail as he would later find, and then lay slack and spent with his love still holding position above him.

"Ohhhhhh Con...that was fucking fantastic!"

"Who said it was over filly?"

"Wha?"

"You wanted a proper stallioning, well you're going to get it."

"Connor? What the fuck?"

With a start Ray realised that Connor was still hard as steel inside him, and he couldn't feel the usual beautiful warmth spreading inside him from being filled with hot stallion cum.

"You didn't..?"

"No, I'm in charge of this fuck filly, and we're done when I say we're done. "

Connor started teasingly thrusting into his lover again, each slap of his hips drawing a startled gasp from the worried Arabian.

"You..."

*slap*

"get my"

*slap*

"cum"

*slap*

"when you"

*slap*

"EARN it."

*SLAP*.

The nickering stallion felt himself picked up in Connor's arms, enjoying the brief closeness before his bigger partner roughly shoved him into position, forcing him onto hands and kneed facing the cliff with Connor still buried to the hilt inside him.

He felt his lover's body against his as Connor bent over him, bracing on his shoulders and leaning down to bite his neck roughly. Muscled furry thighs entwined with his as he felt Connor teasingly wiggling his hips, moving his erection around inside and making him cry out.

"Now filly, I cum when you do."

Ray moaned as he felt Connor start what he knew from experience would be a long hard fuck. Each pistoning thrust made a loud slapping sound as hips slammed into his butt, and a softer slap as heavy stallion balls tapped his perineum. His ass was on fire, yet he knew he couldn't cum so soon after a big release, and as the fuck continued his tight tailhole burned with a maddening combination of pleasure and discomfort.

Still Connor kept up his steady pace, and Ray soon found himself shaking his head from side to side, forelock dripping sweat onto the sand below as he rode out an epic fuck at the hands of his lover, helpless and loving it. Slowly, Connor built his pace, a tiny increment each time, until he was fucking like a jackrabbit and Ray could only whimper and whine and babble incoherently while begging for more, deeper, harder.

Connor always obliged, he was loving the power of this mating. The feel of the sea breeze tickling his balls and his taint helped distract and arouse him at the same time, and he wanted it to go on and yet he also had never wanted to cum inside his love more than he did now. To mark him with his seed, deep inside.

Finally Ray felt a heavy weight wrapped around his dripping cock, the stallion above him now bringing him along with his paw as well. The other paw gripped his mane, pulling his head back until his flattened ear was next to his stud's muzzle.

"What do you want my filly!"

"Oh fuck, please, cum for me Con!"

"Not yet filly...beg for more."

"Fuck Con...please deeper."

"That's it...tell me what you want."

"Fuck! Faster Con, I'm close."

"Do you want more?"

"YES! Oh fuck fuck fuck there...just behind the head."

"Are you my filly?"

"YES!"

"Scream it out!

"I'M YOUR FILLY!"

"Who am I?"

"MY STUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDDD.....AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Ray's tight passage began to throb, then clench, then grip as his body gave up a massive orgasm, his scream matched by Connor's own as the feeling of his lover in the throes of orgasm pushed the big bay over the edge. The sound probably carried over the island as the two stallions reached their peak, no longer caring about anything but each other.

Ray felt his lover's seed fill him, the burning warmth so satisfying. He had wanted to feel like a proper mare, taken by his domineering love. This had been everything he could have hoped for, the secret total stud stallion inside his Connor unshackled to wreak glorious havoc. As the last of their cries died down, and his lover's final thrusts finished, he collapsed to the sand with Connor on top of him.

"Wooooo hooooo YESSSSSSSS!!!!!!"

"Outstanding!"

"Holy FUCK!"

Even in the post fuck haze of total hot stallion sex both of them could recognise the sound of wolves. Frantically untangling themselves, the two stallions tried to get up but got caught in each other's legs and fell to the sand before finally reaching a dishevelled kneeling position looking out to sea.

Their horror was complete.

Some time during their rut, the yacht with the four wolves they had seen leaving aboard had come between the island and its offshore companions and anchored not 20 metres from the beach. A position from which the occupants had enjoyed a ringside seat.

Ray realised in growing desperation that they had been taking pictures, or maybe video. He hoped like hell that Connor hadn't seen that.

The wolves, two guys and two girls, were applauding and grinning from the deck laughing and wolf whistling at the sight of the mortified stallions trying to reclaim their clothes. Finally the two stood with red faces and tried to regain their dignity, though that was made difficult by the obvious embarrassment and the spreading wet patches on their clothes.

"Hey you two. Thanks for the show, that was awesome!"

It was Connor who finally replied, for once Ray was completely lost for words.

"Err..thanks."

"Would you two like to join us? There's plenty of room here and you might have got us in the mood for something."

"Thanks....thanks but no. Err...we, um aren't into sharing. Our bodies I mean. With others. I mean physically, or usually looking at either, this was not um our usual."

The wolf guy laughed while one of the girls made a sad face and let out a long "awwwwww"

"No really, um...did you err see much?"

"Well most of it, Ill have to check the replay on my phone."

Connor blanched a bit at that news, but took it in his stride.

"Well, thanks, I would err appreciate it if you don't ummm share that around."

"Don't worry mate, this is for private use only. We might be using it right now though, if you don't mind. Think I want to see that again."

"Righto...well, see you round."

"Oh I hope so...STUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUD."

To a chorus of wolf laughs Connor took Ray's paw in his and led him into the bush.

They trotted a short while before Ray finally regained his voice.

"Oh shit oh fuck Connor I'm so sorry I'm sorry please forgive me?"

"So not talking to you right now."

"Please Connor, I'm begging you, please let me make this up to you."

"Not talking."

"Connor?!?!"

The bay shire raised one big paw and held it to his lover's face.

"Talk to the paw mate."

And he stormed off towards the house.

The fox was there when they arrived, still fussing with her guidebooks.

"Oh there you are, I hope you enjoyed your walk. It is lovely this time of year. Tell me, would you be interested in donating to the upkeep of the residence by the way?"

"Um, no thanks, I'm not sure we can, er Ray?"

"Um no not sure Connor, though we enjoyed it a lot."

"Yes we did."

"Hmm, well it's nice that you two young stallions enjoyed yourselves anyway. Don't mind me. Just one more question."

"Yes?"

"Which of you is 'stud' and which is the 'filly'?"

With a generous donation to the heritage foundation the two stallions headed for the pier and their water taxi.

As they waited, Ray rested his head against his love's chest and sighed. He felt the big shire relax and give in to the feeling, finally embracing him and kissing his neck.

"Still not talking to you."

"I know Connor. Please, just know I will make it up to you."

"Oh I know you will."

Ray looked up into his mate's eyes then and was comforted by what he saw. He had detected an erotic edge to the phrase, and what he saw confirmed it.

"You mean?"

"I'm not sure if I'm going to be up for al fresco sex again soon, but you are going to get one hell of a stallioning. I think my inner stud likes being loose, at least with you. "

"Oh yes! I'm so glad Con...see this was all worth it after all."

"Still not talking to you."

Ray bit his lip then, but his smile was genuine and warm. As was the loving look from Connor in return.

Maybe just maybe they could be ok.