Cockfighting
COCKFIGHTING
Far up top on a dangerous moor. Two bold souls fought where none had before. Amongst each other, their fur lay bare. No tricks to hide in the silky hair. They face each other with a bold step.
-and off one goes when the other leapt-
Blades unsheathe with grins of vice. Prepared for battle with stares of ice. The white thrusts, the black shall parry. Tides of emotions burn for which they carry.
A stroke from the black with vicious counter. Makes the white hiss with flounder. It is strange as I watch this duel, shiny horns glinting by the moon. Erstwhile in company of the unicorns, curious which shall win the boon. Glory forsakes me, as I watch manes fly. The beauty of the two makes me cry.
Rather dodgy fellow is the silver furred male. Indeed, this will be the beginning of a tale!
A mortal had never seen such a fight. Rapiers in hand, ensnared by vagrant moonlight.
The black corn with his red eyes shoves his opponent back. He fell to the ground as the dark went on the attack. Each slash through the air whistled through the breeze.
-But the white, by glories' light!-
He dodged the hacks with ease!
Had I known how graceful two duelists are: In skill and honored sanctity-how they bare a scar.
Onward the ivory jabs with a sudden flick. But the black is fast, and he dodges it quite quick.
My jaw hangs open as they wrest and wield in contest. Stares like daggers in the air, chilly breath blowing through their hair. A mist goes past them like a haunted ghost. But they ignore it like guards at their post.
A howl at twilight, leaves swept through their way. Errant little distractions for equines busy at play. A beast howls through the trees, hungry with a call. The unicorns are busy though; they ignore it all.
Then I realize what I had watched; not a duel; not even a fight. Instead, you must realize, what they were doing was not quite right.
Out sprayed from the white, a shiny stream of fluid-sparkly droplets about. At first I thought he was dying, but then I had my doubts.
Coming closer I did freak; that was not blood from a leak.
All it was...
I know because...
Two rapiers were the girth of branches, not sticks. No, what the unicorns had dueled with were their dicks!
I paled as I watched them have at each other with vicious amused regard. Not only were their faces stern, but their muscled bodies and cocks were hard!
Only in a dream, can a man watch gay unicorns play in this manner. Iron fleshy organs out-held, slamming the other like a hammer.
"Holy fuck! I must be dreaming, this must be a lie! I don't remember this as a fantasy for a mundane guy!" I did call out, and my voice was stunned. Watching two well-hung studs cum over-
-I was outgunned!-
"What do we have here?" Remarked the black, to my fear.
"Perhaps he will be fun." Mused the white, thinking they both had won.
But I was not born for unicorn pleasure. Where had that been on a ledger?
"Please go back to your duel." I admonished, feeling a fool.
They ignored me with amused eyes, erect organs between their thighs. Glistening flesh like silken power. I felt all my confidence sour.
"But you don't listen, do you slut? Me and my lover are in a rut! Come to me and serve my lust. For both of us are stallion's in full musth!" Declared the white with his pink...nose. Cockhead suddenly blossoming out like a rose. Fluid dripping out like a little brook. Thus he laughs and bobs his head as I take my look.
"To look is to buy." Said the black. Well, I might be high like a druggie on crack!
They laugh much engrossed with the joy of their game. But between shit and the shock, I'd felt about the same. As they look me over, I quickly find. I am trapped much so in a sticky bind.
The black snaps my mouth open to look at my teeth. The white pokes my body like a grader of beef. Then they nod and switch their places. Leaving me in awe with the grins on their faces.
Then I give a yelp like a violation of my soul. For the black began to dig a thick finger in my hole. And as I cry and shudder. As I whine, protest and stutter. I feel it all so cruel. From horny unicorns who duel.
"Please, stop, have mercy!." I loudly declare, but the black simply responds;
"Be silent, my mare."
And I knew with a shock. I would service both cocks.
"But, wait-" I yelp in response to the big finger.
I receive a slap on the ass with a sting that still lingers.
"Quiet, little filly. We'll stretch you out nice. Then you can take us, as you fill out our vice."
But vice would not fill me, I knew that too well. And when he shoved in two, I wanted to yell.
Why they wanted me, out of all others to seek. None of it made a difference, as they both made me freak. What huge bodies towered over me like giants. But I would not let them win; I'd remain ever defiant.
"Did you forget who your masters are?" Said the red-eyed stallion with a coat slick like tar.
"Yes, a pity his memory doesn't last."
But I did learn, and the white slapped me right fast.
Across the cheek with his hand. A wicked smile with silent demand. Two needy members glisten by star's light. Flexing and bobbing with their amused might.
Three fingers working in my ass. And they tore and thrust quite fast. I knew the stallions could not wait. They drooled in impatience with lust to sate.
"You teach me only hate. Prolong only fear. Stop treating my body like I were your steer!" And I spat in the face of the ivory foe. Who responded to that with a smile and firm blow.
"You are both bastards, and you'll burn in hell."
"Why don't we do a little show and tell?" Then with a jeer, the cocks crept ever near. I felt their warmth burn on the skin of my chest. And that got me horny, indeed, I confess.
"Show us how you play. When given new toys. And no funny tricks; we know all those ploys."
So I licked a pink head to the grunt of the white. And I knew with some dread, I'd remember this night. Many can claim to dream of exotic porn. But few can claim the rape of a unicorn.
I love horses; apparently, they love me. This is the last place I thought I'd be. I blush as I suck, moan as I'm fucked. Four fingers, now, tearing me apart. But I knew with a shock the pair'd won my heart.
How somber are the blue eyes and the line of those lips. So much more honest than their slanted penis tips. Horses are always stern, when I see they don't smile. But I can see now, clearly, that rape isn't their style.
"You like to be our pet?"
And I nodded without regret.
The powerful white uni hugged and licked my face. And he gave a long kiss to share his taste. I drunk in his flavor, got high on his smell. Then a whole fist rung me like a bell. Up and down it churned all around. And each peal I gave was the clearest of sound. They laughed as he played me. I came cause he made me.
Then he removed his arm. Thus meaning no harm. They leave me in the grass and continue their match. Laughing ever loudly over their latest 'catch.'
Sunrise comes, and the unicorns disappear. Suddenly like smoke, much to my fear.
Strange things happen, when you wander late at night. Keep that in mind, if you see the pair fight.
Darkness dispels. Light banishes.
Never forget the balance.