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Guadalamencha, a desert town of a so-so reputation; nothing special really. There was upper class, medium class and lower class, but that didn't really seperate the people. Upper class kept everything going, Medium class did most of the work and lower class kept servillance. A fine running machine, that everyone contributed in, yet that is self was the problem. Since every did every as expected it made the town boring and lackluster. Except for one thing: The Bull Ring. The greatest form of entertainment in the entire city as well as their prison. Let me explain, when a crimial is proven guilty he move to the bull rings holding pen, which has 30 foot tall walls covered in barb wire. Now if a criminal's sentence is longer that 25 years they have the option to wait it out or go to the ring. The guilty ones tend to choose the ring, which is open for the public to see. Now in that ring is a Cacti, or policeman/bullfighter, waiting for his prey. They are called Cacti because instead of guns they use whips and it really stings when they get a solid, full-body, lash on you. Anywho, the police have ropes, whips and clubs. Unless you were a kung-fu master, you were screwed, just like Miguel.

Miguel was a regular black bull with long thick horns and a mouth like you wouldn't believe. Earlier today, he cursed out the entire staff of his church. Everyone Nun there couldn't believe it and since the church is cavernous his exclamations reached the rest of the cathedral. Parents covered the ears of their children, elderly had heart attacks, and fellow sinners cheered him on, which is why they have so many bulls for this momentous occasion. There's usually only 2 or 3 a month, but that devil brought this town the 'Sunrise-Sunset Bull Fighting Marathon' with a never before heard of 50+ criminals to go to the ring. You see, Miguel doesn't usually goes to church and he decided to go for a service on day and the rest happened as such, he was heavily insulted and spoke of it on the spot with his, uh,...colorful speech.

Now Miguel was being held in a dark, dirty, large room with the other bulls, who were panicking somewhat. Miguel knew his fate long before he did this, but everyone else there just wasn't ready yet.

"Ay, dios mio. I can't believe I'm going down like this. I thought at least I would die peacefully on my deathbed with my beloved Maria, by my side.", said Antonio with a sigh. Antonio was a bulking angus bull, white and brown, with the heart of a poet. He never liked violence much less fighting, and believed that most battles could be won through words. "Now, I am to fight like a maniac before my final breathe? Fantastico..."

"Hey, at least we ain't dancing like some fools out there, eh?", Miguel brought to the table.

At first Antonio was silent, but then he chuckled. "I guess you're right, hombre. At least I can go down with a fight.", said Antonio semi-heroically.

Miguel laughed at his tone. He couldn't believe he was one of his fellow antichrists. 'Looks aren't everything, I guess', he thought. " 'Ey, I'm Miguel D. You?"

"Antonio Ave. Good to see you before we die."

"My pleasure, but I'm still getting used to the fact that there were this many people thinking like this. Makes me feel a bit more normal, ya' know? But I am sort of sorry for lighting all of ya'll fires and took all of you down with me. This was a solo mission. Realidad.", said the dark bovine, messing with his chest hair, lying on his back. Sprawling out without his shirt with the Cacti took from all the prisoners.

Antonio averted his long glance on Miguel's body before he answered. "N-No, no. Don't be sorry. We all felt that way. It was just a matter of time before we got a kick in the wrong direction."

"Oh, ok--wait."

"Sorry, feeling some stress here. Ya' know with the blasphemy, the arrest, the bullring..."

"....O.K., but seriously you need to relax."

"Relax? RELAX!! Hehehehe, Do you know what's on the other side of that door?!?

"3 Crooked Carniverous Cacti armed with metal tipped-whips, ropes and clubs. Unless they've changed the standard in the last two days, I'm right."

Now Antonio sat there trying to understand what was going on.somehow. Miguel watched this on T.V. recently, if not regularly, why would he commit such a crime to be here? Much less be completely calm about it while he's on the chopping block?!? "U-u-u-uh-um. C-could we change the subject for a bit. I'm not the best for gory situations.", mummered Antonio as he attempted to ignore the possibility of being whipped into a bloody pile.

"Lo siento, amigo. Mortitioner in training here. Let's talk about....uuuuh...T.V.?", Miguel is mostly a shut in except for a few books and T.V. Besides that, he doesn't know much else.

The white and brown angus is almost recovered from his panic-attack. He's still wondering how someone could be like that though study. But images were rolling back so he decided to talk about T.V. "Oye, do you know about that soap-opera that used to play a while back? It was, well, mostly corny, but I was the plot twists that I loved. Had a chameleon on it--"

" Ay, ay,ay! There was only one show that had a chameleon! 'Todos Nuestros Corazons'? I loved that show. Too bad it only got like a tenth of the ratings after the first episode. Only aired 1 season which had 22 episodes. The final episode was beautiful.", Miguel announced still messing with his chest hair.

"The only reason that show failed is because this country is stuck up.", said Ignacio Flores, a slim albino angus who cut of his horns and had a reputation of flirting with...just about anybody. His enterence to a scene rivals that of a flower parade. "Then again that's why I love it. All the royals make us look sofiticated, while the rest of us can just relax." Ignacio then got up and sat next to Antonio, slowly starting to lean on him, 'accidentally' rubbing his head under Antonio's chin. Antonio blushed and shyed far away from the flirt. Ignacio started to whine. "Come on, Tony let me rest on you. I had a hard night and I need some sleep."

Antonio was extremely shy around Ignacio, and it's Ignacio's fault. He was always pestered by Ignacio since they were young, but now that Antonio is so 'irresistable', Ignacio flirted with him every chance he got. You'd think the fact Antonio was dating someone would ward Ignacio away from him, but he was stubborn to get a positive result.

Miguel chimmed in saying, "You two know each other?"

Antonio blushed, making him look cute to Ignacio. "Um, sorta. Iggy here is half of the reason I'm shy"

"Am not! You were like that before I met you. Tambien, if it wasn't for me, you'd still be a mime! Your voice was non-existant until after 2 years of when I first met you. Sadly, I do miss it when you used to hold my arm to and from school in timidness...", said Ignacio defending himself with a sigh.

"Ya, ya!! Don't tell the world about that! People will start to think we're doing something other than casually hanging out."

"Like sex.", injected Miguel

Antonio face was almost blood red when he heard that, so his following word were as such, "W-w-well it's n-n-not like I'm a v-v-vir--"

Before Antonio could finish his rambling, a door to the bull fighting ring opened letting light, blinding most if not all the bulls who were held in the dark room since yesterday afternoon. Then a cowboy twirling a lasso threw it into the crowd and caught a lesser bull by his left horn. The small bull started to panic and tried to heave back into the room clawing at the floor, crying his heart out. The other prisoners let the boy slide slowly to his fate, either scared out of his mind, broken to any and all hope, or finally accepting it and waited for his turn. Nevertheless, the boy was confused, he cried out for help, but no one bothered to move. The cowboy then pulled out a whip and struck the boy three times, once on his arm, once on his lower back and finally on his face. With each strike the small bull writhed in pain, tears and blood being tossed around onto his fellow prisonmates, some cringing at the sight. Now that the boy resisted less it was easier to pull him away, covered in blood from the powerful whip cracks, paralyzed by pain. His eyes were still watering as he was pulled to his doom. As the door closed, most of them others went into the fetal position trying to be somewhere else. Others hyperventilated and passed out. Fear sticken in all that had feeling, compassion, a soul.

"You're a virgin, arent you?", Miguel urged on.

Antonio, Ignacio and the rest of the bulls were surprised at how well he was taking this, much less maintaining his emotionless. There wasn't any remorse at all on his face. Everyone was scared of Miguel now and most of them scooted away from him, muttering things like, 'El Diablo' and 'Heartless Bastard'. How could he not shed a tear for the boy?

Ignacio wanted to know how in the world he could be like this, so he continued to say, "Wow, you're one of a kind, aren't you?"

"Oye, I asked a question first.", Miguel said, peeved.

"Ya, ya. I, uh, well, haven't had......sex.....yet...", Antonio's voice got quiet at the end of the sentence.

The femme-esque white bull was shocked he hadn't know this. He thought maybe he and Maria did it at sometime, but apparently his Tony really is shy about that. "Oh, Tony, I didn't know you were so innocent. Why didn't you tell me? I would have done alot more than flirt with you if I knew you virgin. Ah, Tony come here someone needs a hug.", and to his surprise he wasn't pushed away. Antonio sort of needed some comfort and he was glad that Ignacio understood that enough just by looking at him. Too bad Ignacio ruined this moment by slowly working his hands to his butt. After that Antonio bolted away from him six whole feet away from him. "Iggy, please.", Antonio pleaded.

"Que disastro. I'm doing something wrong. I've told him he's got a great chest, great abs and a great ass to go with all that. You'd think he'd be used to it after all this time. Why is he still like this?", wondered little Ignacio.

"....I wish I had somebody like you to compliment my body...", Miguel said running his hand through his chesthair. Miguel realized now that it was uncomfortably warm and he started to sweat a long time ago, actually. His body now glistening in the dim light above them. "I find that,.....charming"

"Well, Miguel, you do have an excellent body...", Ignacio whispered as he went closer to Miguel beefy bod, craving for all that was Miguel, but he was awfully worn out due to a mixture of the heat and poor sleeping habits so he just said, "...You don't mind if I rest on you, do you?"

"No, not at all, you seem tired. Come on over.", Miguel said driving Ignacio faster towards him.

Ignacio truly was tired and having a nice sturdy ten-pack ab pillow made him feel more comfortable. This was nice for him, he finally got close to another male without being pushed aside or ignored. Also, Miguel's musk made it hard to go to sleep intoxicating Ignacio's brain with all sorts of feelings of erotica. Making something else of Ignacio's hard. He was in the perfect conditions when he thought about it. 50+ guys; there were some females, but he didn't care, high temperature, someone to talk to, everyone drenched in sweat. Ignacio couldn't take it anymore! His breathing quicken, pants were thighter, and eye candy all around. Ignacio tried to hold back, but each minute he held back the more he wanted to do it. Then he said, "Fuck it.", and started to undo his pants and jerk himself right in front of everybody! He was in his own world now thinking about all sorts of naughty things. How big was Antonio, was Miguel a good kisser, how hot would a three-way be. As each thought rolled through his mind he snorted with delight convulsing on the floor like crazy, until Miguel interrupted the one pounding his meat, saying, "Seriously, Iggy? Right here?...". Ignacio ignored Miguel and just went on going deeper and deeper into his three-way male daydream. Needless, to say the black bull wouldn't take that, as he started to nibble on Ignacio neck, making him shiver all over. The hornless bull couldn't continue on his penis as he was being boldly flirted on. He never has been put in this position before and from Miguel's point of view he was doing a good job. With tounge hanging out, the flirt became the flirted, as Iggy became inticed in Miguel's chew-nibbling. He always wanted someone to take the lead in a relationship; he didn't mind being a bottom. Finally someone was taking notice to him and his well-toned body. He was happy and couldn't think of anything more that would feel so right.

Then Miguel went even further.

Ignacio's face was now pink from blushing as Miguel reached around Iggy's back and gave him a handjob around his 6 inch cock. The hornless bull was in bliss as he was getting his dick worked on. He never felt anything like this, so magnificent. Twirling his head about in ecstasy, as Miguel pumped slowly. Ignacio was so close to getting off, but apparently Miguel had other ideas. The black devil wanted him to be in that state forever, panting like the little whore he was. He licked Iggy's neck sending shivers down his spine and messing with Iggy's nipples with his free hand. Ignacio was drooling a bit and after a while he started to humping into Miguel's hand, urging him to go faster. "Well, well, someone's horny, but don't worry; I have just the trick...", Miguel said as he slowly started to snicker.

No one believed what they were seeing, two male bulls getting it on, infront of everybody. Most started to look away when Ignacio started on himself, althought there were some still looking. One of those being Antonio. The white and brown Angus was so drawn on looking away, but his interest and curiosity quickly kept his eyes dead on Miguel and Ignacio. Is this what Ignacio wanted to do with him? Antonio thought about it, but shaked his head and to scramble any thoughts of him and another man. He was still with Maria, sort of, and they promised to saved themselves for after marriage, but he was on deathrow and it's not like anybody would know...Except for himself! "No, no, no, no, no! I will die on deathrow, before I become or take jailbait!", he declared to himself unassuredly. Antonio's eyes are peeking over his shoulder at Miguel and Iggy for their next trick. He didn't want to miss a second, of course.

"Are you ready, mi flore blanco?", said the black bull as he teased Ignacio by licking his neck, from his upperchest all the way up to the tip of his ear. All Iggy could do now is moan and nod his head. The albino bull waited, but all he got was release from his cock. Needless to say he was confused, until Miguel bent him over with his face crashing into the ground and pulled down his pants. This hurt, alot, but the major rimming he was getting was well worth it. Lil' diablo was licking the asshole of the hornless bull on the ground. He slowly lubricated the entire buttcrack of Ignacio with his saliva, savoring the sweaty, musky taste and when he was done he slowly pumped his tounge into the albino asshole. Iggy just grinded his head into the floor, losing himself in the massive pleasure happening in his hindquarters.

Antonio couldn't believe his eyes. This couldn't possibly be what his friend wanted to do to him, could it? Wierd. He thought that he would feel completely uneasy after seeing this, but on the contrary. If anything, he felt more...curious.

By now Iggy was basically eating dirt, but he didn't care. The way his asshole was being treated was glorious and he didn't want it to stop. Miguel stopped again. 'He probably likes to tease all of his mates, the devil.', thought Ignaico. But no matter, when the black bull put two of his bulky fingers into that tiny butthole, it was all worth it. He couldn't believe what was happening. Not only did someone take an interest in him, the same person was burying his snout into his buttocks a few moments ago. "Simply heavenly, Miguel", Iggy blurted in his own little whirlwind of declining lust.

"Aw, I wouldn't say that...", and with that twilight was created when the darkness entered the light through anal penitration. A shudder worked its' way up Ignacio's spine making his eyes roll back, tounge hang out, and right ear twitching. After the head of Miguel's penis worked it's way into Iggy, he sat down and lifted up his mate and slowly inched him down his own 9 inch cock. Inch by inch by inch, he slowly lowered Iggy, sending wave of pleasure through his slender body. Up until now all of Ignacio's mates had been quick with their fucking, but this Miguel clearly knew the meaning of foreplay. The waves of pleasure slowly stopped crashing as Lil' Diablo stopped holding Iggy's arms to hold his waist as he lifted the white bull up and down. What an amazing feat of strength! Miguel is basically masturbating with Ignacio on his cock. The white bull couldn't take much more of this he was about to cum, but he didn't want to. Not yet.

It's hard to keep looking at something that's turning you on while hiding your erection as Antonio was attempting to do. He was so confused and imbarassed to think properly. Why exactly was this turning him on? Why is his penis approving? He started to shake his head at another feeble try to scramble his thoughts for the white bull, but they still came so he began to beat his head against the floor. 'Dammit, Ignacio', thought Tony, 'If anything you're an perverted homo-older brother to me. So, why? Why does this image of you arouse me?'

The slim bull is on the edge of climaxing. Miguel's cock constantly being pumped into his ass was alot for him to take in the first place. He was just so big. His musk wasn't helping either. 'He's just so.....so....awesome', as he thought when Iggy slowly started to squirt cum from his god-given beef. Oddly enough he didn't feel spent yet. Ignacio stll had that lust running through his veins. At first he was worried, of course, but he was curious of if he could cum again, so he kept his cock ride going. Miguel was a bit startled, along with everyone watching, of why Iggy was still going and the white bull's tight hole was making Miguel cum a bit faster than usual. That and his fucking speed, which Iggy just loved to death.

By now Antonio had given up on why his old friend was his new flame, but he didn't want anybody else to know so he ducked away in a dark corner away from the light so he could secretly masturbate. 'Just this once, please just this once and never let me feel these feelings about Ignacio ever again. I have a girlfriend, please God lend me this absolute release', Tony prayed. Tony slowly pulled out his 7 inch cock in all it's erect glory and started pumping away. At first he was only working the tip of his member but he glanced over to some of the other guys who were rubbing the area betwix their ball and asshole. He was surprised some others actually revealed themselves as well, but what they were doing seemed to be working for them so he tried it. 'Wow, this feels great! Maybe I should tell Ignacio to do this to me someday', he thought. As he continued he found himself faster to climax than usual, maybe due to the attempts to hide his cock, but he was getting there. No one but himself knows this but Antonio constantly snorts when he's deep into something. Snort after snort, he came that much closer to cumming and as he quickly arced his back he came hard enough for his cum to reach his upper neck. When he was done he just sat there thinking, 'Now that I think about it, I guess I can see why he likes guy so much but still...', and after that he looked over to Iggy and Miguel who were going at an incredible speed and noticed something he wish he hadn't. There was blood coming from Ignacio's asshole.

"I'm about to cum!!", Miguel announced unashamedly to his crowd as the white bull's ass started to fill and fill with blood dribbling out. The crowd was in shock and they began to mummur. Iggy and Miguel were still too tired to even listen to them as they lied down together with Miguel still inside Ignacio. "Oye, Miguel", huffin' and puffin' like there's no tommorrow, "What made you -huff- grab my cock -huff- in the first place?"

Miguel replied, "That innocent face. You look like the type of person who feels they needed to be loved, ya' know?", then the black bull started to hug the white bull on his chest.

A wave of emotion hit Ignacio and tears started to come down his eyes. "Awww, you're just saying that...", he tried to hide his tears.

"Eyes are the window to the soul and scars never truly fade away, physical nor mental.", replied Miguel who saw wounds around his horns and glided his finger around them. "You didn't cut your own horns, did you?" Ignacio's tears became a waterfall as he tried to unhinge himself from Miguel's cock. "Tell me what happened....NOW.", he demanded, "I want to know"

"Miguel..."

"Tell me what happened to you or I'll crush you.

"What??..."

"You think these arms are only for improv' during sex? Tell me what happened or you'll recieve the worst bear hug ever."

"I don't want to talk about--HHRRGGKK!!", Miguel tightened his grip.

"I didnt say 'If you wanted to' I said tell me...OR ELSE.", and right after that Antonio came in and kicked Miguel in the head. Ignacio got free and got away as far as he could.

" 'Tonio? Hehehe...HAHAHA!! I figured you as a smart one, but I guess I was wrong!", Miguel got up and charged at Antonio, but Antonio flipped him well over his head and near the door. Miguel quickly got up and said with bloodshot eyes, "Oh, now your gonna get, hombre!!", but before he could go, a whip got his arm, then another on his other arm, and one more on his legs. He fell to the ground with a loud thud, but he managed to slightly resist by pulling on the ground to get this cryptic message out, "I swear after I'm done with the Cacti, I'll get you to say your little secret one way or another!!", the doors slammed shut with Miguel on the other side.

After being paralyzed by that cryptic message, Antonio quickly ran to his newfound secret crush, picking him up, worried that he might be bleeding to death. "Ignacio? Are you okay? Ignacio?!?"

"Don't worry about me. I'm just...a little....sleepy........"

"Ignacio? Ignacio?!? No.....I wanted to tell you something. Something I just got the courage to say....I...I love you...

"..........................I knew I'd get you...to come around...eventually.", said Ignacio as he fell limb.

"Iggy!! Please be alright. I-I-I'm sorry", as he lamented when his flower wilted in his hands....