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Pt. 11

The weather was gloomy. The skies were full of grey and it smelled as if it was going to rain. The wind was picking up as well, the trees swayed from side to side in the breeze. When I reached the door, I felt the first raindrop on my fur.

"Just in time." I said aloud.

I opened the door and stepped in, relieved to be home. I took off my shoes and was greeted by mom.

"How'd everything go?" she asked.

"Alright I guess."

"So that bad?"

"Mom! No, not that bad!" I retorted back.

"Well, it seemed as if you two were in a rut."

"You could say that."

"So you got it all figured out and all is well?" she asked excitedly.

I didn't answer at first, should I tell her the truth or lie about it?

"It's all said and done." I said.

"That's good."

"Mmhmm, I'm going to get in the shower. I really need one!"

"Sounds good."

I walked over to the bathroom and was about to shut the door when I turned around and yelled after mom.

"Mom!"

"Yeah? What is it?"

"If you haven't guessed by now, Gwen and I are done."

I turned around quickly and shut the door. I slid down the door, putting my head in my knees. I felt tired, just dead tired. I let out a tear, but got ahold of myself quickly.

"No. I'm good." I told myself.

I got up and stripped down completely. I stepped into the shower and let the water run down my fur for a good ten minutes. Afterwards, I got on with the shower.

Sometime later, I shut off the faucet and grabbed a towel, drying myself off. I wrapped it around my waist as I exited the bathroom. I headed straight for my room, shutting the door as I entered. I dug in my dresser for some fresh clothes and put them on. I caught sight of my bed, it was calling my name. I walked over to it and collapsed face-first. I dosed off quickly, I desperately needed sleep.

"Yes, oh Trip!"

I shot up from my sleep, I was sweating and sporting a boner.

"Fuck!" I said aloud. "I hope nobody heard that."

I sat on the edge of my bed and as I did, I could feel wetness in my pants.

"Great, must have been one hell of a dream. If only it were real..."

I stood up and took my bottoms off, my boxer shorts were covered in semen. I grabbed some tissues and cleaned my fur, putting some new boxers on afterwards. I tossed the other ones aside and glanced at the clock. It read 9:37.

"Must have been tired." I thought to myself.

My stomach grumbled, I was hungry now that I thought about it. I regained my composure and left my room. I went down to the kitchen and opened up the fridge. There was nothing to eat inside, only Hard Mikes.. I shut it in frustration and opened some of the cupboards up, looking for anything to eat. The only thing I could find was some gold fish.

"Damn you Jason! You eat everything, I swear."

I grabbed the box of crackers and opened up the fridge again, grabbing one of the Hard Mikes.

"I could use one of these, or a few."

All set, I went back upstairs to my room. I shut the door once more and sat on my bed, turning on the radio as I did. I saw my phone on the bed, must have fell out of my pocket. I grabbed it and I saw that I had a new message from Trip. I instantly grew excited. It read, "Hey buddy, hope you're all good. I heard what happened out in the hallway. I'm sorry if I ruined everything, I'll understand if you won't want to talk to me. Give me a call or something tomorrow; I'll be out of this hell hole by then."

"Gah, Trip! You're such a dork!" I said to myself.

I shut the phone and plugged it in to the charger. I scarfed down the gold fish and drink, I still felt hungry though. I heard a knock on my door.

"Yeah, who is it?"

"You're brother from another mother! Open up!"

It was Jason. I rolled my eyes and got up, opening the door. He stepped right on in. I shut the door once more.

"So I heard what happened at the track." he said, taking a seat on my bed.

"Just make yourself at home why don't you..."

"Why thanks Allan. Any who, what the heck happened?"

I told him he whole story but left the personal shit out of course.

"Well, sounds like it was a blast." Jason said.

"Nah, not really. So, what happened here?" I asked.

"Surprisingly, I threw only one party. Wasn't really feeling it. There's a present under your bed by the way."

"A present?" I asked surprised.

"Yeah."

I reached under and felt my flask, it felt full. I pulled it out from under the bed and opened the cap, taking a smell to see what was in it.

"Mmm, rum."

"Yeah son, there's Coke in the storage. Drink up, you look like you could use a drink."

"You could say that again, thanks."

I took a big gulp of the liquid, strong, but I didn't mind it.

"Gah, that will hit the spot! Want some?" I said.

"Nah, I'm good. Wanna step in my room for some high fun?" Jason said slyly.

"God, how can you afford to do that? Seriously?"

"I just do. It will make you feel twice as better."

"Don't have to tell me twice! It's been awhile, lets go for it."

I put the flask down and the two of us went to his room, making sure that our parents weren't awake. For the rest of the night, we had a jolly good time.

"What the..."

Looking around, I didn't know where I was. I shot up, my eyes wide open, my heart racing. Everything looked so familiar, but my head was cloudy. Then it hit me.

"Holy hell, I'm in my room." I said to myself. "Must have been some good stuff..."

I rubbed my head, scratching around my ears. My mouth felt dry, really dry. It also tasted bitter and my throat hurt a little bit. I got up from my bed and checked my phone. It read 10:23.

I said to myself, "Damn, slept in!"

I put the phone down and left the room, heading for the kitchen. As I walked in, I saw Jason sitting at the counter with his usual bowl of cereal.

"Hey." he said.

"Hey."

"Remember anything?" he asked. "I sure as hell don't."

"You're telling me! Some strong shit so it seemed." I said with a grin on my face.

"No kidding."

I walked over to the fridge and opened it up. There was nothing to eat inside. I then looked in the cupboards and found a pop-tart. Grabbing it, I took a seat next to Jason.

"By the way Al, you owe me money."

"For?"

"For last night."

"Jason, I'll give you your money."

I put my right paw in my pocket and pretended to dig around for some cash. After a few seconds, I pulled it back out, giving Jason the middle finger.

"Hahaha! You're a funny guy!" he exclaimed.

"I'm quite the fucking comedian. Now, piss off donkey."

"Fine, next time you won't get any then..."

"You always say that yet I always end up having some. Funny how that works eh?"

Jason shook his head and got up to leave. I ate the rest of my pop-tart with a smirk on my face. Once I finished, I went back up to my room. I decided to give Trip a call. I quickly dialed his number and his phone rang until his voicemail picked up.

"Hey Trip, it's just me. I'm returning your call from yesterday. I'd love to talk to you, whenever it's a good time for you, you know. Uh, just give me a call back, or text me, anything works, bye."

I hung up the phone and let out a sigh. I was never good at leaving messages. I always managed to ramble on and sound like an idiot.

"Stupid stupid!" I said aloud.

For the rest of the day I hung out around the house, accomplishing absolutely nothing. I watched TV, played some video games, and surveyed the damage on the car. By evening, I felt tired once more. I also felt depressed, Trip wasn't here and everything seemed boring to me.

After dinner, I once again went to my room and laid in bed. I turned the radio on to my favorite station and closed my eyes, singing along with whatever was playing. My phone started to vibrate next to me on the dresser, it made me jump, I wasn't expecting it.

I leaned over and saw that Trip was calling. A huge smile forged on my face. Gaining control of myself, I answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey!"

"Hey! How's it going buddy?" I asked.

"Pretty good. I'm feeling much better, a little sore but I'll manage."

"That's good to hear, are you still at the hospital?"

"No, they let me go. We're heading home tomorrow morning."

"Ah, I see. Gunna stop by?" I asked.

"I hope so..." he trailed off.

There was an awkward silence over the phone, I didn't know what to say. Trip then broke the ice thankfully.

"Allan, I really want to see you. I want to spend some time together, you know."

"Yeah, I know. It just sucks that you love around one hundred miles from me."

"Tell me about it. But hey, when it comes to college, we'll be dorm buddies or share an apartment! Right?"

I started to laugh over the phone. I planned on to attend the local university and Trip wanted to attend it as well. I really hoped he did.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"Nothing nothing! I just hope your fine ass is right."

"It's always right Al! It could use some attention you know..."

"Oh, so now we're getting naughty are we?"

"You betcha. Can I tell you a secret?"

I said, "Sure."

"As of right now, I want you to drill me hard. I mean hard."

Trip was definitely horny, I liked it.

"Trip! That's no secret, I've known that for some time now!"

"Really?"

He sounded somewhat shocked, I didn't know why.

"Yes really. I'd like you in me as well. You're soooo big, it's unbelievable!" I said, getting turned on.

"The benefits of being an equine! Blessed with large genitals!"

"Haha, you've got that right."

There was another short pause.

"Trip." I said.

"Ya?"

"What if I told you that I loved you?"

Trip didn't respond right away, he must have been thinking about it.

"I'd tell you right back that I loved you I guess..."

"You guess?"

"It's hard Al! Especially over the stupid phone. It would be easier in person, I'd be all over you."

"God how I want you all over me right now!" I said, maybe a little too loud.

"So my lil' fox is horny!"

"Trip, I'm sporting a pretty good boner right now. I want to hang up and jerk it. Of course, I'd be thinking of you and your... tool."

"Do what you gotta do buddy! I should get off though, phone's almost dead."

"Aw, alright. So when will I see you?"

"Maybe tomorrow if my parents let me stop by."

"I hope, maybe you could stay for the rest of the week or something."

"That would be great! Kick Jason out and have the whole house to ourselves!" Exclaimed Trip full of joy.

"I wish, well, tell me what's going on tomorrow."

"Will do, take care."

"Alright, bye."

"Bye."

I hung up the phone and leaned back in my pillow. Tomorrow would be Tuesday, meaning that mom would be at work and dad would be gone for his job all weak. That would only leave Jason, but I knew I could get him to leave somehow. I crossed my paws and hoped Trip's parents would let him stay for the rest of the week.

Shortly after I got off of the phone with Trip I fell asleep. My eyes were heavy, and it seemed like ages the last time I got a good night's sleep.

*Buzz* *Buzz* *Buzz* *Buzz*

"Gah, stupid phone!" I said aloud. "It's impossible to get any sleep around here!"

I pulled the covers back and looked to see who had called, it was my mom. I leaned back in bed and rolled my eyes.

"Figures."

I grabbed the phone with my paw and checked the time, 10:15.

"Jeeze, must have been tired."

I got out of bed and as I did I called mom. The phone rang a couple times until she picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hey mom, it's me. Why'd you call me? You woke me up you know!"

"That's why I called Allan. You need to work on the car, your father doesn't want to do it."

"So he thinks I can fix the whole damn thing myself?" I said angrily.

"Honey, just make an attempt to not piss your dad off."

"Yeah, I'll try." I said in a sarcastic tone.

"For your sake I hope you do!"

"Mmhmm, any who, can Trip spend the rest of the week up at our house? He's on his way back this morning."

"Is he alright?"

"Yes, he's only a little sore. So, can he?"

"I suppose, but when your dad comes home, well, run."

"Mom, thanks for the advice."

"No problem, I have to go! Talk to you later!"

"Alright, bye."

I hung up the phone and did a fist pump in the air. I was so glad Trip could come over. The two of us could finally get some alone time and do whatever we wanted. I quickly dialed Trip's number and it didn't take long for him to answer.

"Hey!"

"Hey, so you can come up!"

"Really? That's cool. There's still a problem though..."

"What?" I asked nervously.

"Well, I haven't told my parents of this grand plan yet."

"Trip, knowing your dad and your last minute decisions, it's probably going to be a big fat NO!" I yelled into the phone.

Trip started to laugh and said, "It doesn't hurt to ask!"

"Ask away then!"

"Okay, I'll call you back with an answer."

"Sounds good, later."

"Later."

I put the phone in my pocket and left my room, heading downstairs for the bathroom. The house was quiet for the most part, but I could hear the sound of a TV in the living room. I poked my head around the corner and saw that Jason was watching some shoot 'em up movie. I shook my head and returned to the bathroom. I was about to sit down when my phone began to vibrate again.

"Yo, Allan!" Trip exclaimed.

"So, tell me the news."

"The news you say..."

"Trip! Don't play around with me right now! It's not funny!"

"I think it is!"

"Trip! Is it a yes or no?"

"It's a big fat YES!" he said.

"No shit! How'd you persuade your dad?"

"I didn't, I told him it's my life and I'm going to do whatever the hell I want!"

"That doesn't sound too good, did he freak?"

"At first, but he's calm right now. Allan, he might know that our friendship is more than, well you know, friends..."

My heart stopped, I asked, "How?!"

"I just have a feeling, he gave me that look of 'I am going to find out what's up.'"

"Psh, okay. Honestly I don't care if he knows or not! Now, when will you be here?"

"Half an hour!"

"Awesome, well I'll see you then!"

"Later dude."

"Later."

I dropped my pants and relieved myself. Boy, did it feel great! I washed up and went to the kitchen, still nothing to eat. I walked back to the living room and looked at what Jason was watching.

"So, this some action movie?" I asked.

"What does it look like to you?"

"Meh, another shitty action movie."

Jason scoffed and said, "So you say! This is coming from the guy who likes romantic comedies..."

"Hey! They're funny! Don't judge!"

"I'm judging Allan!"

"Whatever!"

I turned around and walked out of the living room. On my way out, I shouted, "Oh yeah, Trip's coming over for the rest of the week, thought I'd let you know."

I didn't hear another peep out of Jason. I've always wondered if Jason was scared of Trip. Jason is always being a smart-ass and acts like a tough guy. Trip, he's actually both of those, so their styles collide.

My stomach empty, I went back up to my room. I sat on the end of my bed and shoved my right paw down my pants. I started to stroke myself, playing with my balls.

I leaned my head back and said, "Fuck, I'm so horny! Trip..."

Now sporting a large boner, I couldn't help but stroke myself back and forth. First slowly, then quicker. I stopped myself and got up, shutting the door. As I walked back to the bed, I lost all of my clothes and laid on top of it. I returned to my masturbation session once more. My left paw ran across my furry stomach, resting at the base of my cock as my right paw was still furiously pumping away. I started to moan softly and bite my tongue. I was close of relieving myself when I heard a vehicle come up the driveway.

"About damn time."

I jumped off the bed and put my clothes on. I looked out the window and saw that it was Trip's RV. I quickly went downstairs and stopped at the front door. I had to make an adjustment in my pants. Satisfied, I opened the door and walked out to the rig. Trip stepped out with a big grin on his face.

"Yo!"

"Hey!"

I approached him and was going to give him a hug, but decided against it and put my paw out for a handshake. I saw Trip wink at me as he shook his hand.

"Feeling better?" I asked.

"Loads. Speaking of loads, you've gotta carry my bags, doctor says I have to take it easy for awhile."

"No problem!"

I grabbed the two bags that were in the RV and put them on the porch, waiting for Trip to get done talking with his parents. A couple minutes later, he joined me.

"Damn, they're so annoying!" he said.

"I hear you on that one."

"Well, how about you grab those bags and escort me to your lil' den!"

I laughed at Trip as I picked up the bags, "This way dear sir."

I led Trip through the entrance and stopped in the living room to see what would happen.

"Trip, this is Jason, my brother."

"Yeah, I remember. How goes it?"

"Fine." Jason said, not even looking at Trip.

"That's good, enjoy your movie!" Trip said loudly.

The two of us walked off towards my bedroom. As we approached the stairs, Trip stopped.

I turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Stairs, they sort of hurt my right calf."

"Aw, you poor thing! Let me carry you!" I said.

"Really?" he asked.

"No! Common, let's just take it nice n' slow."

I walked up the stairs fairly quickly and Trip was not all that far behind me. Reaching the top, Trip let out a Sigh of relief.

"Now that the hard part is done, let the fun begin..."

Trip approached me quickly and grabbed my waist firmly. He bent down and whispered into my ear, "Lose the clothes, you look much better without them."

I couldn't take it anymore, I was so built up with my horniness, I just wanted Trip now. I put my paws on his waist as well and went in for a kiss. I shoved my snout onto his, sliding my tongue in. My paws worked under his shirt and I started to pull it off.

"Woah, take it easy there. Still a little sore when I lift my arms up."

"Oh, I'm sorry." I said.

"It's no problem. How about you go get me some Motrin or something while I get comfortable in your room?"

"Okay."

I turned around and as I did, Trip slapped my ass.

"Hey!"

"I couldn't help myself, your ass is wonderful."

I continued downstairs and grabbed some pills for Trip to take. I also grabbed a water bottle and some non-scented lotion. Jason stopped me before I could go up the stairs.

"Yo. I'm going into town, catch you later."

"Yup, see ya."

I went back up and heard Jason peel out of the driveway. I made the short trip to my room and opened the door, quickly shutting it behind me. I turned back around and saw Trip laying on my bed only in his underwear.

My eyes widened instantly, I couldn't believe this amazingly hot equine was all mine. His legs were positioned apart and his hands were behind his head. His chest moved up and down slowly, he was definitely chill right now, the complete opposite of me. I looked to his face and it had that coy smile. My heart seemed to lighten, that's all I needed.

"Trip, you're one hot stud muffin! I thought I'd never say that..."

"Well thanks Al, right back at ya."

As I walked over to the bed, I let out a small laugh.

"What's so funny?" Trip asked.

"Oh, it's just the fact that you're wearing mens briefs!" I exclaimed.

"Something wrong with that?"

"Not at all. In fact, I think it's dead sexy. So tight and..."

I trailed off as I reached the bed. I took a seat next to Trip and went in for a kiss. I put both of my paws on his chest, and I could feel just how strong he was. Our muzzles locked together as one and our tongues explored the depths of our mouths. Our pace quickened and I grew more excited by the second.

Still kissing one another, I climbed on top of Trip and took a seat one his waist. My paws moved up to his long ears, I ran my fingers through his thick mane. Trip removed his hands from behind him and grabbed my shirt, tugging on it for it to be removed.

I quickly took the shirt off and threw it to the floor. I went back in, but this time I started to kiss his neck. Trip moved his hands to my waist which turned me on even more. My paws still running through his mane, I grabbed tighter.

Trip whispered, "Allan, I love you. Don't stop, please."

I never heard Trip sound so sincere, it made me very happy. A grin grew on my face as I continued to kiss him.

I said between kisses, "Trip... I... love you... too..."

He released his right hand from my waist and gently grabbed my chin, leading my muzzle to his. Our eyes locked, it was as if we were in a daze. Time seemed to decease, our orbs (eyes) told the story, we loved each other with a fiery passion.

I broke the gaze and nuzzled my head on his left shoulder. I took in his scent, it was intoxicating. He smelled clean yet his fragrance he wore was just enough to turn somebody on. I could hear his heart beating, it wasn't too loud, nor was it quiet. I took both of my paws and wrapped them around him tightly.

"Allan, don't let me go..."

"I won't, I'll always be here for you." I said, reaching for my pants.

"The pleasure is mine." said Trip.

We started to kiss passionately again as he lowered my pants and underwear just below my ass. Satisfied, he cupped my ass firmly. I let a soft moan escape but didn't stop, I wanted more.

I broke away from Trip's mouth and sat up. I had a major hard-on in my sheath, I knew Trip was looking at it intently. I rolled off of him and took the pants and underwear off completely. I slumped down low by Trip's junk and reached for his waist line. I slid the briefs off slowly until I found my prize, a ten inch cock craving some attention. I slid the rest of the underwear off and regained my composure.

I took a look up to Trip and he had that same quirky look on his face. I gave a wicked grin back and grabbed his cock in my right paw. I worked it back and forth slowly until he was hard enough to suck on. His cock straight as a flag pole, I engulfed his meat in one swift motion.

My muzzle and throat felt full, it was great. I bobbed my head back and forth at a medium pace. I left my right paw and the base of his cock while I fondled his balls with my left. I could feel Trip tense up for a quick moment.

"Ohh, Allan..." he trailed off.

I positioned my tongue to slide up and down around his cock as I bobbed my head back and forth. Trip began to let out little moans here and there making myself suck harder and faster.

"Yes... that's the spo- ah!"

Trip took both of his hands and grasped by head. He started to push me even harder up and down. My grip tightened on his cock and my left paw squeezed onto his thigh for support. By now, the two of us were going at it frantically. Our speed was quick, almost too quick that it almost hurt. I moaned loud, I was so fucking horny. I lost compete control. I grabbed his balls with both of my paws and squeezed them tight. I wanted what lay inside of them.

"Allan! Imma cum!"

With one last thrust, my snout hit his lower stomach. Trip shot load after load of semen down my throat. I swallowed greedily, I wanted every last drop. I couldn't swallow all of it for some seeped out of the corner of my mouth. Taking one last lick and swallow, I withdrew my muzzle from his cock. I wiped the excess cum from my mouth and crawled up to Trip's side. I put my arm around him and could feel him breathing quickly. I moved my head close to his and closed my eyes.

"I love you Trip."

"I love you too Allan."

Trip put his arm around me and hugged me tight. I felt warm, as if I could melt. I thought about the upcoming night, we would surely go all the way. The two of us felt tired and drifted off to sleep.

A couple of hours later I awoke from my nap. I no longer felt Trip beside me so I started reaching around the bed for him while my face was still buried in the sheets. To no avail, I didn't touch anything.

"Trip?" I asked. "Where'd you go?"

I lifted my head up to see an empty room. I scratched my stomach and slid out of bed. I looked over to my dresser and saw my empty water bottle.

"Damn, I could use some water, my throat kinda hurts. I guess that's what you get when you suck dick." I said to myself.

I didn't even bother putting any clothes on, nobody was home but Trip and I. I walked out of my room and went down stairs cautiously. I heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, so I headed that way. The door was closed and I could clearly hear Trip humming a tune to himself. I decided to join him.

I opened the door and quietly slid in. The bathroom was filled with steam, it felt like a sauna. I reached the glass doors and said quietly, "Trip, can I join you?" I didn't want to scare him or anything.

"Oh, you sound creepy! Why didn't you just knock?" he asked.

"I dunno."

"Well never-mind that, get your fine ass in here!"

I opened the door and stepped in. Trips body was glistening with water. His muscles looked twice as big and his wet mane turned me on even more. I approached him and put a paw on his chest.

"Trip, you're so hot it's ridiculous. I hope you know that."

Trip gave me a sly smile and grabbed my paw that was on his chest, pulling me in under he faucet of water.

"You're not wet yet, let me help you..."

Trip began to rub my fur from head to toe. He took his time, working from my ears all the way down to my thighs. He gently pushed me up against the shower wall and lowered his head, kissing my neck passionately. I put both of my arms around his shoulders for support, my legs felt weak.

"Ah yes, Trip. Kiss me, lower... lower..."

He moved down from my neck to my nipples, giving a lick here and there. His tongue continued down to my waist line, stopping at my sheath.

He looked up to me and said, "I think it's time to return the favor."

"I think so too. Take a seat on the bench."

Trip got up and took a seat on the shower bench. The water was hitting my back still, it added to the excitement. I shoved my crotch right into his face; I wanted him to do the work.

Trip took one hand and started to massage my balls, while the other tugged on my sheath. It felt so good that I started to grow instantly. Pretty soon I was fully hard and Trip did the honors of pulling the sheath back, revealing my rod. He took ahold of my butt and shoved my cock into his muzzle.

He kept pushing me further and further towards him, I could feel my dick all the way in his throat. I started to hump his face lightly, causing my balls to slap the bottom of his mouth.

Taking my dick out of his mouth, he said, "Mmm, you taste good."

I grabbed Trip's head with both of my paws and guided his snout back to the prize. Again, Trip opened right up and took the meat in greedily. He sucked harder and harder. I could feel his tongue wrapping around my member from every angle possible. His slurping sounds made me go crazy, I wanted to cum down his throat now.

I grabbed his mane tighter and I forced his head back and forth more forcefully. Trip's grasp on my ass tightened, I could feel his nails etching in ever so slightly.

"Oh Trip, suck it like you mean it big boy!" I yelled out.

My balls were tingling, this was it. I moved my grip from Trip's mane to his long ears, I held on tight. I shot my load down his throat; he managed to swallow every drop. After I was done cumming, he continued to suck.

I let go of his ears and pushed him back to wall. His eyes widened, he didn't expect that. I got on my knees and spreader his legs apart, revealing his semi-hard cock. I took the tip of it in my muzzle and worked it until he was fully hard. For support, I put my paws on his thighs. I deep-throated his member as far as I could go.

"Fuck! Further Allan..."

Trip grabbed my head and shoved it all the way down; I completely engulfed his cock down my throat. It made me gag, it was to the point where I had trouble breathing. I pulled my head back for air, panting as the water continued to hit me. I looked up at Trip and he had a smile on his face.

"Bend over, I want that asshole." he said.

"Not yet, I'm not finished with you!" I said back.

I got up and sat sideways on Trip's lap. This allowed me to jerk him off as I shoved my tongue down his throat. I worked his dick back and forth with one of my paws and my own with the other. His saliva tasted salty, yet it had a sweet factor about it. Trip opened his mouth wide and I took his tongue all the way in my muzzle, sucking on it if it were a piece of candy. Trip moaned loudly and bucked his hips. I felt strands of semen hit my chest, being from the two of us. I released his tongue and licked his member clean. Trip did the exact same thing for me.

"Shall we finish this shower?" he asked.

"Yes, lets soap up." I replied.

I grabbed the fur shampoo and lathered the two of us up. Our bodies rubbed together, our fur intertwined as one. We stood under the faucet of falling water and the soap fell off of our bodies. Once clean, I shut it off and grabbed a towel that was hanging on the door. We dried both of ourselves off and teased one another. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself.

"You look great Al."

"You think so?"

"No, I know so."

"Come over here, I want to see you..."

Trip walked behind me and hugged my waist, whispering into my ear, "The mirror doesn't tell the whole story, it matters what's on the inside."

I turned around and kissed him on the cheek lightly.

"That's so..."

"So what?" he asked.

"So thoughtful of you. I've never seen this side of you, I like it!" I exclaimed.

"Hahaha, well, get used to it cause you're my lil' guy."

"And you're my big guy."

"Yes, now I'm going to pick you up and carry you off!" said Trip.

"Wha-"

Trip picked me up effortlessly in his arms and carried me out of the bathroom.

"So this is what it feels like to be a king." I said.

Trip laughed and carried me up the stairs to my room. He shut the door with his leg and set me down on the bed. He slid right next to me and put his arm around me.

"So, that was fun. I think it's safe to say we like sucking each other off now!" Trip said happily.

"You've got that right." I replied, putting my right paw on Trip's junk.

"Round three?"

"Not yet. Three can be something... more special. If you catch my drift." I said.

"Gotcha."

For the rest of the day Trip and I snuggled together. We ended up giving each other another BJ in the late afternoon, we couldn't help ourselves. Around 4:00 we got out of bed and put some clothes on. We hid all evidence of what went on. The two of us went downstairs and turned he TV on, nothing seemed good.

*Buzz* *Buzz*

My phone was going off. I looked to see who it was, mom.

"Hello?"

"Hi, how was your day?" She asked.

A grin came on my face, "Oh it was good."

"That's good, you boys just play video games and watch TV?"

"You could say that."

"Figures! Well honey, your brother isn't coming home tonight, he's going camping with some friends and I'll be home late."

"Really...! Why?"

"You sound so happy Allan!"

"Sorry mom."

"Well, I'm going to spend some time with a friend, we're going to see a movie and then go to a pamper chef party."

"Oh, that sounds like a blast." I said in an exaggerating voice.

"I knew you'd say that! But, there's food in the fridge I believe. Fend for yourself tonight. If there isn't anything, you could always go to the store or something."

"Alright, sound good. Have fun."

"You too! Love you! Bye!"

"Bye mom.."

I pushed end and looked over to Trip, "Trip, fuck me with your cock. I want it bad."

"Sounds like a plan my lil' fox."

We stood up together and we put our arms around each other's waist. We walked back up to my room and shut the door and blinds for complete privacy. Naked once more, we climbed on the bed in another make out session. I was about to have sex with the guy I always wanted.

"Trip, kiss me..."

Trip pinned me on the bed. He sat on my waist, holding my paws above my head. His tongue lingered in my mouth and I let out a moan. Trip broke away with a sly smile.

"Mmm, Allan... kiss me, infect me with your lovin' and fill me with your poison!" Trip said kinkily.

I couldn't help but laugh at his statement.

"Trip, that's great. I can't fill you with poison, but I could fill you with something else..."

Trip just stared into my eyes, as I did his. I felt right at home with him, like we were meant to be.

"Allan, your my ping to my pong."

"Haha! You're such a comedian, but can we get serious here?"

"Why yes." said Trip as he leaned in to kiss my neck.

He ran his tongue from my left cheek down to the side of my neck. He continued to playfully bite me and I could feel his member jabbing me in the stomach.

"More..." I said.

Trip released my arms and reached over to my dresser where the non-scented lotion was. I closed my eyes and imagined Trip fucking me, I was so horny it wasn't even funny. I felt Trip put his big hand on my stomach softly, I opened my eyes.

"Ready?" he asked sincerely.

"Yes. I want to see your eyes, that is all I ask."

Trip nodded his head and backed up off of me. Still on my back, Trip grabbed both of my legs and gently pushed them back as my rump rose in the air. I heard the 'click' of a bottle and knew that he had some lubricant. I looked at the equine and saw him lubing up his member.

"Al, should I put some on your-"

"Yes, I want the least amount of pain." I said.

Trip moved his hand slowly to my asshole. He made a short pause before he reached it, I was waiting in anticipation. I put one finger, then two on my hole.

"Oh."

"What?" Trip asked, pausing.

"Nothing, just cold. Continue please."

Trip regained his confidence and began to massage the area he was touching. He started to push on my entrance and I could feel my muscles fighting the fingers. Soon enough, Trip pushed and I could feel three fingers inside of me.

"Ahh..."

He probed back and forth slowly working my hole real good. I bit my lip for comfort, this was going to hurt. Trip removed his fingers and grabbed his member. He aligned his rock-hard cock to my tail-hole and paused once more.

"Allan, I hope you enjoy this as much as I will."

"I know I will, now fuck me big boy!"

Trip pushed the head of his cock until it went in. He stopped as he did.

"Ugh, okay, there's some... pain. Go slow, please, you're so fucking big." I choked out.

Grabbing my legs for support, Trip slowly pushed more and more of his meat into me. Every couple of inches or so he paused, letting me adjust to the feeling. As of now, it seemed to hurt more than feel good, but I knew that would change once he started to fuck me. Finally, he was all the way in. His balls tapped the bottom of my ass and I let out a sigh.

"Fuck, you're so tight Allan. I wanna drill you."

"Please do Trip, I want it hard... so hard..."

I wrapped both of my arms around his neck for support, I was going to need it. Trip pulled his cock out of my ass and went in again, this time he didn't stop but kept the same pace. It hurt, but I could feel the pleasure growing. He did this a third and fourth time and when it came to the fifth, Trip went in quicker. I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck and gritted my teeth, the pain was on.

"Oohh, Trip...."

Trip now kept a solid pace going, not too fast nor too slow. The pain slowly went away and pleasure became ecstasy. As Trip fucked me, I looked him in the eyes. He returned the look. I let out a small smile and leaned up for a kiss. Halfway he met me and we locked lips as he continued to do me.

Breaking away I said, "I love you."

Trip replied, "I love you too."

That must have been the 'turn up the heat signal' because Trip bucked his hips harder and harder. Pretty soon he was fucking my rear end like no other. Pain and pleasure put together, there's nothing like it.

"Oh Trip! Trip.... har... der!"

Trip grabbed my legs forcefully and rammed his rod deep in me. The pain shot up my spine but was soon forgotten as I had the biggest orgasm of my life. He hit the sweet spot because I blew my load all over myself instantly. It just kept coming and coming, I never cummed so hard.

"Yes! Oh, god... fuck me!"

Trip saw that I came and he was all the more determined to fill me up. Frantically, he started to use bigger thrusts. He'd pull almost out and then jam it back into me. I moaned every time, I had to release my grip on him and grab the sheets instead.

"Oh Allan! God this feels good! I'm going... to... cum!"

With one last deep thrust, Trip lodged him member as deep as it would go in me. Again, I shot more cum out of my cock, it was pure bliss. Trip released his thick horse semen into my bowels. I could feel my insides fill up, everything felt tighter. Trip continued to cum in my as I lay back, I was exhausted.

For another minute we laid in silence, he still in me. Trip took my chin at tilted it straight. I opened my eyes and looked into his.

"Forever and always, you're mine." Trip said.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Trip started to pull out of me. I could feel the liquid inside of me flow with his member. With a 'pop' he pulled out of me, followed by a waterfall of horsey cum. It seemed to be never ending. The sheets became wet with his fluid, but I didn't care. Trip got up from the bed and walked to the door.

"I'm going to go clean up real quick, be back in a minute."

"Mmm." was all I could manage.

A couple minutes later he returned. He got on the bed and laid next to me once more. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in closer, holding me tight. I grabbed onto his strong hands, I didn't want to let go.

"How was it?" he asked.

"Great, really good."

"Good. So, you gunna get me next time?" he asked.

"Definitely."

"Mmm, good. You seem tired..."

"Trip, my butt is on fire and yes, I'm tired. I wish you were still in my, I love it."

Trip kissed the back of my head and ran his hand through my sticky, now dried, stomach.

"Love you." he said.

"I love you too, forever and always."

Sleep got the best of us and we dozed off, my life was no longer a race.

Epilogue

As of today, Trip and I continue to have a strong relationship with one another. The two of us have grown extremely close and nothing gets in the way of our love. We have our fair share of pointless arguments, but who doesn't? What doesn't kill us makes us stronger, right?

We both attend the same college and to a shocker as this may come, we are dorm buddies. There are two beds in the dorm, but we only use one of course! We try to keep our relationship on the DL, just for the fact that many people in today's society are harsh to judge. Nonetheless, we do show affection to one another and I don't care if someone doesn't like it, nor does Trip. (Him being bigger and all helps out too, nobody messes with my guy!)

We know that our careers will take us separate ways in the long-run, but we have to make each and every moment count. We will always be close friends and/or lovers, nothing's stopping us.

As for Gwen, we don't talk anymore. We just lost interest I guess. I still sometimes think about her, and I'd like to give her a call, but I just can't come to it. The last I heard of her whereabouts was that she joined a military branch to help pay for her school, good for her.

My racing thing never really caught back on. After that wreck, we decided to stop investing in the car until I got out of school. It bothered me some, yet I felt relieved. I had more time to spend with Trip and the people I loved.

Race Life

This was the very first story I've ever written and completed, and I must say it wasn't easy! Writer's block seemed to be a constant battle, as did finding time to write it. In the end, I'm glad I pulled through and finished it, with mistakes, but practice makes perfect, right-o? I've had this posted on a different site and it wasn't popular by any means, but this one is definitely personal to me because all the events in it are based on my life, interests, and experiences.

I appreciate everyone who read this, and hopefully I'll post another story in the future.

Rock Steady,

Flamin Z Fox