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"Wake up Nathaniel!"

I moaned at the light streaming into my bedroom, my cruel mother pulling the blinds up letting horrible sunlight ruin my late morning snooze. I tried to bury my head under the duvet but mum was having none of it.

"Nathaniel get out of bed at once you lazy pup, or I will get your father up here and we will remove you from the bed by force if we have to."

My brain slowly kicked into gear and I remembered my little video playtime earlier this morning with a certain pony. My fur felt matted together, and I absently stroked my chest and belly feeling the gross residue of drying splooge. Fuck that had been a memorable jacking session. There was no way I wanted my parents seeing the evidence though.

"Mum! Don't worry, I must have overslept. Josh was crying out during the night and kept me awake. I'll be up right away, but perhaps you should go check on him?"

My mum looked me over suspiciously, obviously not convinced by my sudden display of concern, but the information seemed to register. She looked kind of distressed but not surprised.

"Joshua has been up for some time and has been helping me with the chores. He didn't mention anything, then again he may not have remembered when he woke up. Do you remember what he was saying?"

"Uh...it was kind of garbled, but it sounded pretty fucked up...I mean screwed up mum. Did they tell you anything about his past or anything?"

My mum didn't reply right away, and I could see her mind working. Clearly she knew things, but she wasn't going to just let it all out. I would have to get her trust so I could know exactly what was going on with the pony...and use that information to my advantage.

"They did Nathan. And, let's just say, Joshua has been through a Hell that I find hard to even imagine. It was one of the reasons I was so eager to help, the poor colt has suffered enough. I won't go into details, and if you heard him yelling out at night you may have some idea, but enough to say that there is a lot of damage to recover from. Nightmares and flashbacks are to be expected. Can you do me a favour Nathan and tell me when he has these episodes? You don't need to tell him I asked, but I need to know so we can help him."

"Will do mum. You can count on me!"

She looked almost proud of me then. God sometimes I sicken even myself. At least she had dropped the 'Nathaniel' so she was no longer pissed at me.

"Ill let you get dressed. We leave in 20 minutes, don't take too long."

I waited until she was safely out of my room before throwing off the duvet and running my paws along my chest, feeling the growing muscles of my pecs and giving my sheath a casual stroke. Not enough time for an encore, but with any luck I won't need it. I will be seeing Bevan tonight, and that fox's ass is mine.

Mentally shrugging off the thought of Josh pleasuring himself in the next room, I headed for the shower and a long soap. I was taking my own time whatever little pony wanted. As I let the warm water soak my fur, trying to imagine tying that Bev's foxy tailhole for the first time, for some reason all I could think about was Josh's body, the muscles bulging out as he came, the way he looked naked and aroused. Part of me wanted to touch the scars on his back, running a clawtip over them and hear him moan with pleasure from my touch, pain and fear forgotten as his wolf made him feel good.

Moan? Pleasure? Wtf? Get your head in gear wolf.

At least I could blame him for running late. Fucking pony.

*****

The trip to the uniform shop was negotiated in silence, for which I was thankful. I wasn't so confident that I knew how to handle Josh after my little brainsnap in the shower. Silence worked for me, and I could do a little self diagnostic inside my head, checking for whatever Trojan had entered my mind to make me have these thoughts about the pony so I could run the mother of all antivirals and purge the disturbing idea before it propagated and I had to resort to napalm.

Pony bad?

Check.

We hate the pony right?

Right?

Fucking oath, how dare he, coming into my home, disturbing my family peace, usurping my place, making me look bad with his manners and his caring for others and his bloody broken past all making you want to hug him. Swanning about with his big, studly colt bod all naked and buff like he owns the joint, thick colt stick just begging for touch, kind of....

Oh fuck this was not going well.

Before I could enter into a really proper panic, we arrived at our destination and I was saved by the need for action. I got out of the car and stood by Josh, while mum headed for the newsagents to do some errands before we headed to the uniform shop. Josh seemed aware that I was not up for talk at that moment, and let me be, as I absently kicked a pebble around the pavement trying to regain my equilibrium.

"Josh?"

The voice made me look up immediately. Low growl, tinged with surprise and joy. I zeroed in on the speaker, and it turned out to be a big burly bear, who looked like he had just stepped out of an ugly black BMW 7 series parked a couple of spots from us. He was dressed like someone who owned one of those cars too, well dressed but without taste, in a lawyer and or organised criminal kind of way.

"Josh it is you!"

It was then that I first saw the effect on the pony, and it was even more intriguing than the bear himself. The pony was terrified, visibly shitting bricks.

"My, how long has it been? Several months at least Joshua. I missed you, you naughty horse. And who is your new friend?"

Josh seemed to come out of his trance, stepping between me and the bear in a gesture I could only describe as protective.

"N..no one Bruno. Just my new foster brother. I just joined a new family. "

No one? Fuck that pony. I stepped out deliberately from behind Josh, eyeing up the bear as I kept one eye firmly on the pony. My Spidey sense was tingling, and I wasn't letting Josh off easy.

"Hi there, apparently I'm no one. Actually I'm Nathan. It's good to meet a friend of Josh's."

The bear turned his gaze firmly on me now, and I was aware of being sized up in ways that made my tummy go all clenchy and my fur stand on end.

"Likewise Nathan, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I must admit, Josh, your brother is a cutie, you lucky colt. You should bring him around when you come see me next, I'm sure I would love to become better acquainted."

Josh seemed to shudder at that, so I played along for the moment.

"Yes Josh, I'd love to meet more of your friends. After all, I still don't know much about you do I?"

"No!"

Both me and the bear were taken by surprise at the loud scream from Josh. He seemed to be far away at that moment, his eyes wide as only an equine can, and his ears were all backwards and flat. He recovered quickly, though the moment had happened regardless.

"Bruno, I don't...not any more. I'm in a new family now, I want to do well. Nathan is not like me, I doubt he would..."

"Is there a problem?"

Just then my mum rescued Josh from his embarrassment, with her typically bad timing. This was just getting interesting.

"Ah, my apologies madam. I am an old acquaintance of Joshua. At your service." And here he even gave a little bow. I supressed a chuckle; I recognised a fellow chancer trying it on and had to resist an approving clap.

"Indeed!" Ahh...my mum recognised it too, and wasn't impressed. Somewhere inside I realised, that was not a good sign for me. The bear got the hint.

"Well, I am glad Joshua is being well looked after. Please excuse me, I must dash. Good day. Oh and Joshua...don't be a stranger now. You know where to find me if you need me."

We all watched him casually return to his car, unspoken questions aplenty but still unspoken for the moment. I was taking note of other things too. VTR-67G-L. Good thing my memory was pretty good. That license plate number would be in my phone shortly. I had a hunch I should learn a bit more about Bruno.

"Strange man!"

Joshua could only nod morosely and follow us into the store.

*****

The shopping expedition had gone as well as could be expected. Josh was overwhelmed at all the things he needed, and embarrassed as shit by the amount it cost. Even then we couldn't get everything there and then, he was just too big and we had to order him a blazer to his size. As we waited for mum to finish paying and give her details for the order, Josh's curiosity got the better of him.

"I can't believe all this stuff. Do you really wear it all Nathan?"

"Yep, all of it. Summer uniform, winter uniform, PE kit, sports uniform. The only thing you get to wear that's your own is your undies. Everything else is uniform. Or else...best way to get detention known to man. Why, what did you wear at your last school?"

"Well, we had a school polo top and we were supposed to wear grey pants and stuff, but no blazer, no tie, and we just wore normal shorts and t-shirt to play sport. This is just ridiculous, I'll look like something out of Enid fucking Blyton!"

"Hey, its part of the deal pony. You should be grateful, or would you rather go to the local high school? I'm sure it could be arranged."

He got the unspoken messages and shut up for the moment.

"All finished! Time to head for home. How do you like your new clothes Joshua?"

"It's a bit overwhelming Mrs...I mean Marion. I mean, I've never been to a school like this, and you're being so generous. I can't ever possibly repay you."

"Enough of that Josh. I'm just glad we can help. And I am sure you will love your new school, Nathan just adores it, don't you dear?"

"Yeah...adore. That's the word for it. Come on, let's get moving. I don't want to be late for Bevan."

"That fox is no good Nathaniel. I keep telling you."

"And I keep telling you that you are wrong mum."

"We shall see."

I couldn't be bothered keeping up the exchange. In any case, I would soon be enjoying the best hydro weed in the city and balls deep in a tight foxy ass. Like my mother could appreciate the finer points of ether of those.

*****

Laying back on Bevan's bed a couple of hours later, I let the soft sweet smoke from the joint insinuate its way through my lungs. I had just bought my latest stash, a nice bag of a potent yet still well behaved smoke called "Blue Velvet" that Bevan had sourced from his dealer connections, and I was celebrating by sharing a sample with the fox. I was at that pleasantly tight stage where your teeth haven't yet begun to hurt and you are feeling no pain. I also had a major hummer developing in my jeans, poking its way towards freedom. Or nirvana, one or the other.

I could see paradise by the dashboard light, or at least the light of Bev's laptop screen, the dark enticing cleft of his ass visible as he bent over his desk placing his large stash safely back in its hidey hole. No sense tempting fate with the parentals, though his barely took any notice of the sexy fox. He would probably have to set off a small nuke to get attention, and even then it would be a minor rebuke at most. Lucky bastard.

"So how is the horsey going?"

"Meh!" I grunted, not wanting to talk about the pony too much and spoil the buzz. Then again, it did act as a nice segue into my evil plan for fox fucking.

"He is one strange dude that's for sure. Some serious shit has happened to him, and I can guess some of it though I don't know. I don't think little pony boy is an innocent colt, and maybe not by his own choice either."

"Fuck! So just your average foster kid then?"

"Nothing average about this pony trust me. Hey, speaking of which, you can judge for yourself. Be warned, it's pretty hot."

I pulled the little flash drive from my jacket pocket, reaching my paw out to the intrigued fox. With a wicked smirk, he plugged it into the USB slot in the laptop on the desk and opened the folder.

"Try the file called 'ponyjerk'"

Bevan laughed like a hyena at that, and I joined in, the smoke making me suddenly convinced of the deep humour of my own voice. God I'm good, and sexy as fuck. I swear if I don't get some ass soon my balls are going to go nuclear.

As we both lay back on the bed, the screen lit up with the flickering image I remembered so well, the sexy stud colt naked on his bed, muscles standing out as he slowly wanked himself and pinched his nipples. Fuck it was even better than I remembered.

"Ohhhhh!!!"

The fox's long sigh was a sexy reply, his whiskers and ears twitching as he took in the scene playing out before him. I could tell he was into it big time, his cock immediately tenting his cargo pants. Mine was already aching and dripping, a little wet patch appearing in my crotch. I needed this so much.

I used the distraction to my advantage, reaching for Bev's groin, one paw gently mauling his cock tip through the fabric as he groaned and thrust into my paw. He was gagging for it like me. I got aggressive then, pawing at his belt and unbuckling it as well as I could in my stoned state. I wanted that cock, and I wanted that ass. He was mine, my fucking sexy foxboy. Pony can get fucked.

"Ohhh yesss Nate."

"I'm gonna fuck you good foxy...you're my little fox slut aren't you."

He whimpered as I wrapped my clawed paw around his red cock, jacking him as he watched the pony doing the same, keeping my strokes at the same pace. The pony knew how to make it last, and I would too, using his pace as a guide.

"Ohhhhh fuck yeah stud...I'm your little foxy slut. Show me what you do to foxy sluts with your big stud cock."

Oh boy this was going to be good. I stripped Bevan, pulling his clothes off and tossing them around the room as he watched the erotic scene on the screen, every now and then looking up at me and smiling. Then I stripped off and took him roughly into my arms, kissing hard and groping his arousal with my paws, clawtips raking down his shaft as he cried out.

Not in a mood to be gentle with my foxy boy I threw him down, taking his footpaws in my paws and turning him onto his tummy. His cries were a mix of fear and desire, but he soon calmed down, his ass poked back towards my muzzle as he lay with his head facing the desk, eyes wide and partly rolled back.

"What do you want slut?"

"Fuck me!"

"I didn't hear you slut!"

"Please stud...fuck me hard, make it hurt, I want you to punish me!"

With a deep throaty chuckle I knelt behind Bevan, deciding to have some fun. I felt all warm inside, hearing him talk that way for me. Deep inside, I liked Bevan, maybe even a lot. The ego blowjob he was giving me right now was even better than his real blowjobs, and it made a part of me not entirely connected to my cock feel good. I wanted to make him feel just as good.

His fluffy foxy tail swayed in the air and I pulled it roughly to the side, bending in to sniff his taint. Essence of my fox, it smelled sweet, the scent of my property. I would soon mark it with my seed, claiming him as mine when I tied his pert little rosebud. My inner alpha wolf stirred and I became a mad wolf, intent on nothing but my pleasure, my mate, and dominance.

My muzzle went into overdrive as I lapped at his tailhole, poor Bevan writhing and groaning as I ravished him. I lapped my rough tongue over his taint, then sucked his little foxy balls and bit down playfully making him yip then pant as I licked, before finally concentrating on his little tight pucker. I had been here before, but tonight I was going to claim it in ways any canid would appreciate. I wanted it good and ready for my knot.

With a predatory snarl I rammed my tongue inside, sawing it in and out hard making his clenching ass all wet and slick for me. Bevan shook and tensed, his clenching ring feeling so good against my tongue. I could almost feel it around my cock already, and the anticipation was too much in my crazed state. I was going to take what was mine.

Mounting him with ease, I bit down gently on his neck while he lay flat on the bed, my thighs spread outside his, and brought my tapered cock tip to his pucker. He tensed, anticipating the penetration, and I made him wait, licking and teasing, my cock making slow circles against him as I rotated my hips. When I felt him relax, my sexy prey, I struck, hard, fast, merciless like a wolf should.

I rammed forward hard, biting down on him as I plunged inside, his body suddenly going taut with shock under me. Soft whimpers escaped from his clenched lips, but he didn't beg, and instead thrust back into me as I ground inside until I felt my knot against his pucker. His ass clenched tight, a hot sleeve around my cock, and I pulled back enjoying the intense feeling of his ass closing around me as I withdrew, before slamming in deep again, rewarded with a sexy little cry as my knot slapped his ring painfully. He would be ready soon.

More animal than ever, I fucked him deep. Fast, jackhammering thrusts drove me into new levels of pleasure, but I knew I could last too, the weed dulling my response just enough that I could go completely wild wolf on him but make it last, a long memorable fuck for my foxy. He panted, and moaned, then started begging for more. It drove me mad.

"Harder...please!"

I grabbed his hips, using the extra leverage to smack in deeper, drawing a gasp.

"This what you want foxy?"

"Oh fuck yes! More!"

I got in a rhythm, the bed under us creaking and complaining at the powerful thrusts pushing it to its limits. Bevan appeared to have no limits, flesh and yet stronger, as I used my cock as a weapon and tried to hurt him as I fucked him yet finding it just drove him to demand more.

"Oh yeah fuck me stud!"

I closed my eyes and focussed on the feel in my cock, the way my knot throbbed. This was the best ever.

"You like this foxy?"

"Oh fuck...please stud, I need you, so deep argh!"

"How deep do you want it foxy?"

"Deeper stud...give me all of your horsecock."

"Do you want it all?"

"Yes!! Now!! Please!!"

With a growl I pulled back, just the twitching tip of my wolfcock inside him, arms straight and straining, then I pulled my body down into him, as if I was trying to push through Bevan and into the bed below. It had the desired effect; his tight pucker parted and my knot entered my beautiful sexy foxboy for the first time, snapping closed around the base of my knot as I settled onto his body.

"Ohhhh Bev...yes...fuuuuuuckkk..."

I felt my cock start to pulse fast, and I knew it was happening. I was marking my Bevan with my seed, tied inside my foxy mate.

"Ohhh yes Josh...fuck yes yes yes!!!!"

It was a moment before the true horror reached my sozzled brain, and my eyes snapped open, head lifted slightly from its resting place against Bev's neck. I saw what I had seen but not registered before; Bev's head lain on the pillow, muzzle towards the desk. And his eyes open, focussed yet unfocussed, as he watched the image still playing on the laptop screen, my sexy stud pony Josh fingering his tailhole as he prepared to cum. I saw it all then once more, the last cries, the way every muscle seemed to strain as if in the middle of a workout, sweat spraying from his forelock as he threw his equine head back and cum flowed from the end of that massive cock like a fountain.

A final indignity, at that moment I felt the final act, Bevan's anus clenching rapidly against my knot and his deep groan as he unleashed his own torrent of cum into the bed, his ecstacy matching not mine but Josh's. I lay against him, too devastated to think, my knot still swollen inside him as we lay tied together, wishing I could cut my own cock off to get away. I knew this could take a while.

"Fuck you were right Nate. That was the hottest ever. We have to do this again. Hey, you don't suppose your horsey bro would be interested in a threesome? That would be the fucking sexiest thing ever!"

"Yeah...sexy...right. No, I doubt it Bev."

"Fuck, how long is that thing going to stay swollen inside me?"

"I don't know I...I've never tied anyone before."

"Awww...am I your first? Gee thanks man. I'm kind of honoured. It feels good too, nice and big, made it so much easier to imagine it was Josh's fat horsecock inside me to. Wicked!"

"Yeah,great, glad I could be of assistance."

"You are such a madass Nate. You make everything sound like a joke. Now be a good wolf and hand me that joint? If I'm going to be stuck here under you for a while I need a good lungful."

He wasn't the only one who needed his consciousness altered. If I didn't soon, I thought I might cry, and then I might as well fucking die right there.

*****

I made my way home in a daze, after my curfew but I really didn't care. I took my chewing out like a wolf, the grounding passing over my head like a passenger jet over the ocean. I was in autopilot. My balls were empty, as in spite of everything I had ended up getting high enough and horny enough that we went for it a second time before I finally face fucked Bev for a third shattering cum. And through it all I felt precisely nothing, even when Bev belatedly murred my name as his cum jetted from his cock while I tried to ruin his tight ass for all time. It just seemed to make him happier.

I sat at my desk, laptop on and turned on the webcam. Josh was sleeping, and I watched him lying there peacefully for what seemed like ages, willing him to begin screaming in his sleep. He never did though, the steady rise and fall of the bedclothes evidence of his slumber. I began to hate again.

The soft 'bzzt' of my phone distracted me for a moment. It was Bev sending a text.

"Thx again for tonight it was awsum. And thx for vid just pawed off again lololol god I luv horses."

The sound of phone bouncing off the bed was drowned out by my furious snarl, and I stood up, ready to charge into Josh's bedroom and punch the fucking pony out for making me feel so rotten. Common sense caught me in time, or at least self preservation. Even in a rage, I doubted it would take long before the big colt handed me my ass on a platter.

In any case, there were other ways. I picked up the phone and hit reply.

"Yeah it was hot. Hey you remember you said you had friend in DMV?"

"Yeah."

"Need license check. VTR-67G-L. Black BMW ok?"

"lol ok will do, what's it about anyway you a private eye?"

"Just do it k?"

"lol yes sir!"

One down. Whatever the big bear knew, I wanted it too.

I watched him sleep a little longer, thinking of ways to hurt him as much as I was hurting now. The idea when it came seemed so obvious, I laughed out loud.

My paws moved over the keyboard with their usual speed. I brought up the site, one of my favourites. "Straight Studs Jacking Off." Perfect. Uploading the video to an anonymous yifftube account, I then linked it across to Straight Studs, chuckling in satisfaction as it loaded up on the newest videos page when I refreshed. My pony was in for a surprise.

The final stroke was the most delicious. Opening Muzzlebook, I selected my closest school friends group, sending a little message. "Hey, check out my new foster bro. Turns out he is a serious perv! Say hello to him tomorrow lol." A link to yifftube and my deed was done.

"Sweet dreams pony. Get some rest, you have a big day tomorrow."

I shut down the computer and tried to get off to sleep. This was going to be interesting.