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His name was legendary around the school grounds: there wasn't a male or female there that didn't want to spread for the young adult student in the first moments they met him. Once the 9 foot tall anthro stallion's pants were down they would know why he was named Thor.

As soon as summer rolled around the bi-pod equine would take a break from all his sexcapades at home to go back to his 4-legged roots: a horse farm that needed a stable-hand. It was a job that fit the body-builder like a glove, plus he impressed the farm-owner with his uncanny ability to talk to the horses: quite literary. Seeing as all the horses were comfortable and more responsive to Thor than anyone they'd ever met, and that he was fit enough to handle all the work that was handed to him; the farm-owner had more free time for himself and was only too happy to leave Thor alone to mingle with all the stallions and mares. For Thor, the pay and the shelter was a sweet bonus after that day.

Thor, after getting to know quite a few of the mares, heard word of a new stallion recently introduced for stud service. The 4-legged breeder's performance was criticised for getting his job done and then running off without giving the mares an orgasm, leaving the females in a frustrating heat and having to finish themselves off instead. Thor decided to give the new stallion a long, hard 'talking to' when the time was right.

The time was now: the quad stallion was in the stable waiting to have his shoes removed, and they would both be alone for some time. Thor walked his swinging nakedness closer towards the large riding horse, whose smooth body was a majestic figure of beauty, a stunning front-end of a muscle hugging chest, and a mouthwatering fine rump.

The stud horse didn't seem too intimidated by Thor's nine foot tall stature as the anthro sat down and got to work on de-nailing the stud's front shoes.

"So," the stud began, "with you around, should I be worried for my job?"

"Well," Thor replied as he removed the second front shoe, "if you keep doing it the same as you have before, the mares will want me to replace you."

The stud's ears shot to attention: "What!? How so?"

Thor now stood tall above the stallion as he slowly walked his way to the rear end and admired the view as he sat down directly behind the stud to remove the final two shoes, his eyes now at the same level as the stud's loaded ballsack. "There's something you need to know about taking care of another horses' pleasure," Thor spoke as the final shoe was thrown away, leaving the stud as naked as a horse could possibly get.

The stud horse wondered what Thor was up to when suddenly he gasped open mouthed as large equine lips began suckling upon his leathery nutsack. Thor's talented maw completely enveloped those plump orbs with strong slurps of his warm mouth, eliciting pleasured moans from the stallion's throat as a soft tongue worked its magic along each ball, exciting the four-legged male's hormones into action. The tongue then snaked passing Thor's lips as the tip reached out to the rubbery sheath, and making its way in, finding the flaccid cock-tip within, all while continuing to suckle and nestle the feral's balls. Hind legs willingly spread for the flexible tongue tip making laps around the cock-head inside the elastic sheath, pulsing it to emerge from its hiding place. Thor took hold of the stallion's growing malehood, now fastening his lips to the hardening equine head as Thor's tongue focused all its attention on simulating the highly sensitive slit.

The quad stallion could do nothing but hump his hips in mindless bliss as Thor bathed a foot of horse cock in saliva and muzzle, feeling the fattening member throbbing against his tongue while working his sloppy lubejob, Savouring the taste. Thor zoned his mouth back to treating the horse's balls as one hand gripped the stallion's cock by the head and his thumb constantly teasing its sensitive 'eye', while the other hand slowly sliding its embrace up and down the saliva slick length of horse arousal, jerking it to its full 2 feet.

As Thor's warm tongue danced its tango with the flexing balls, his own eyes roamed directly above to a landscape of the finest stallion rump on four legs, its tail raised carelessly baring his next target. No one had mentioned if the stud had ever taken it there before, and Thor's hardness grew at the thought of being the first to pop his anal cherry.

Thor's tongue left the stallion's nuts-sack to make its way north, tracing a saliva trail up the curve of the horse's buttock, sending shivers of delight down the quad's spine. Thor's raised himself up off the floor onto one knee, listening to the horse's breaths of anticipation grow louder as the tongue drew closer to his raised tail base: then a few laps around the anal rim drew a long, throaty groan as the tongue hit the spot that no tongue had gone before. Thor's focused, passionate licks sparking endorphins through every nerve in the horse's body, while his hand worked its magic on the equine's large balls, coursing indescribable pleasure into his throbbing sex, causing the anus to twitch against the soft, loving tongue. Thor tested the horse further, sinking his tongue deep, driving the equine's lust to the fiery levels of a mare in heat, wanting to be mounted by a strong stallion: he begged Thor to take him.

Thor stepped back from his intense teasing, standing to admire his handy work: looking down at the horse flexing his long member up against his belly, each time causing his saliva glazed anus to wink with his tail raised high and to the side like a heated mare hungry for sex. As tall as Thor was, with his own throbbing 24 inches in one hand, he needed to grab something to place behind the horse to stand on for a more comfortable 'sprint' positioned doggystyle.

Instead of penetrating, Thor squat down and placed his member pointing upwards against the crevasse of the stud horse's rump: the underside of the cock-head planted directly against the puckered anus. He slowly slid his thick meat upwards between the firm buns and relished the touch of a winking anus constantly kissing every inch of his sliding malehood, letting the horse know exactly how long 24 inches felt. His balls reaching the tail, Thor let each nut feel the passionate suckling of the horny anus before sliding the entire 2 foot length tortuously, slowly back downwards to experience it all again, coating a new slick of pre-cum up the middle of the horse's rump with every slide.

The large, firm feral ass became too much for Thor to resist any longer, and with a quivering hand, pointed his thick tip against the anus. The horse, numb with endorphins, readied and relaxed himself as Thor gently pushed inward, watching the ring stretch around his inches before the head became engulfed with a pop: both moaning with pleasure as every firm muscle in the equine's rump clenched down upon Thor's most sensitive head, squeezing more lubricating precum out. He eased his cock deeper, the stallion tightening its grip as the thick tip pressed against his equine prostate, drawing long, blissful gasps, and pre to the floor. Thor purred a delighted hiss as the horse's ass swallowed him to depths greater than most males could ever take, squeezing and sliding every inch slowly enough that Thor knew he wouldn't last very long inside his mount. With a triumphant sigh, Thor drove himself to the hilt: 24 thick inches deep, balls resting against the stallion's large ass getting glazed with trickles of saliva and pre.

Thor didn't move his hips and held himself still: even before the real action would begin, Thor let the horse experience the wonderful sensation of just being mounted and filled by a stallion as big as himself. Thor bent down onto the horse's back and reached down to cup the stallion's balls, the sensual fingers resulting in both parties moaning in unison as strong horse muscles tightly hugged every inch of Thor's malehood.

Eventually, impatience took over and the horse bucked his hips back onto Thor's groin, stirring the nine foot tall anthro upright, putting weight onto both hands on the side of the wide equine hips, and with a tight suckling slurp, pulled 23 inches back out to just the head before sliding it balls-deep back in, revelling in the bliss his continuing, long, deep thrusts were bringing his sub.

"Harder..." the horse pleaded, tightening his muscular grip on Thor's hammering head every time it pressed against his prostate, while his own meat flexed up against his belly, its flaring head rubbing against his chest, milking himself closer to orgasm as he begged for his master's seed: "...oh please harder!"

Groin slapping on buttocks, Thor began to lose himself to the growing ecstasy of a rare male that could take all 24 of his powerful inches so constantly. "You've done this... before!" he playful growled into the horse's ear.

"No... si - sire! You are my... ohhh fuck... my first!

Every furious pump intensified the equine's tightness as Thor's large horn shaped cock-head grew wider: every inward thrust contorting the most sensitive areas tightly against the loving walls of the horse, designed purely to deliver the most scream-worthy orgasm possible. Thor's eyes clenched shut as every slapping thrust weakened his grip on his cum, his teeth biting down on the equine's shoulder and his nostrils flared as the taboo thought of losing his sperm to a male horse roared his orgasm passed the edge, rushing deep into the stallion's depths. The shoulder clutching mouth of Thor growling again and again as his cum claimed its place inside the equine's dizzying tightness.

Collapsing onto the back of the stallion, Thor's flooding heat only built upon the equine's rising pressure towards his own orgasm: the horse's flexing muscles inching himself closer, head swimming between the warm, tight filling he just received and his own oncoming release.

Regaining strength, Thor eased his softening member outwards, the still flared head, holding back the raging tide of cum that would otherwise rush its escape, sliding its way towards the exit, much to the bottom horse's delight. The anal ring held a tight grip just behind the wide head, unwilling to give up its lover just yet, leading Thor to grab his cock and give a sudden pull: the resulting pop and torrent of semen splashing down buttocks brought the stallion the closest to the screaming edge.

Admiring his cum dribbling out the used anus, Thor spoke: "wanna cum, stud?"

"MORE THAN ANYTHING, SIRE!" the four-legged pleaded.

"Or, I could do what you've done to others and leave you hanging to finish yourself off."

"OH, PLEASE SIRE! YOU'VE MADE YOUR POINT! I BEG YOU, JUST PLEASE... PLEASE..."

Thor was already on his knees at the stallion's cock level: he could never leave 24 inches of throbbing, precum drizzling cock unfinished. Suckling his mouth around the funnel shaped head, the equine's begs turned to moans as Thor eagerly slurped down the fermented flavours of a new male's wine. His tongue sliding along the twitching slit, lips fastened a suctioning ring against the equine cock as Thor's mouth sucked the horse's mind down to his most pure breeding instinct of thrusting hips forward, violently forcing a foot of cock in Thor's accepting muzzle, lustfully listening with one ear as each thrusting blow to the throat met with a guttural, ecstatic moan from the stallion. Thor held his breath, relaxed his throat letting the wide head plunge in as one hand jerked the shaft and the other milked the balls as an orgasm screamed down his gullet, firing rockets of cum filling Thor's warm, welcoming belly. Several more loads shot outside as Thor took a large jet to his open mouth, the chin and the neck; taking the next lots of fire against his chest, letting the final splashes of intensity smother his torso, his flaccid cock, and his balls.

Thor sat laid back against one of the horse's front legs, quietly floating in the afterglow while working cup loads of stallion jizz all over his malehood: its heat and slickness pumping his member, still recovering from an intense orgasm, back to an irresistible erection.

The heavily breathing horse, with a still dripping cock retracting back into its sheath, reeling from his most powerful orgasm, could barely keep his own tongue inside his mouth. He would break the silence: "Nature has its way of making sex a quick affair for us prey species. Plus, with my stud work, the farmer tends to not let me hang around the mares for long after the job is done."

"Well, it looks like I'll have to give the farmer a long, hard talking to as well." Thor remarked as he got to his feet, armed with a well lubed full erection. Standing in front of the horse's muzzle, wielding his two foot long member against his chest, Thor bent down and ran his tongue a few laps around the sides of his own cock-head, stopping when a pool of precum formed. "So, does a stud like you know how to please another male? Or am I really your first?"

The horse didn't answer, instead causing Thor to elicit a long gasp as the stud's wide, slurping lips sucked up the pool of precum against his sensitive slit. "Yummy! You taste of apples." the horse said before engulfing the whole head in his mouth to milk more of that tasty cocktail.

Thor threw his head back as the suckling maw served to remind him of how long it had been since he had a good, long muzzle downing his shaft, the horse having no trouble bobbing along a foot of Thor's length. But it was when the horse swallowed the head passed his throat without a gag that Thor exclaimed:

"Oh, you really HAVE done this before!"

Pulling the entire length back out, the horse replied, "It takes a male horse to please another. Now are you going to just stand there, or am I going to have to do all the work?"

Re-sinking his cock back into the warm vacuum of muzzle, Thor took full advantage of all the horse could take: rocking his hips back and forth, forcing as much power as he may over this much needed blowjob. Lips smacked as the sloppy mouth coated Thor's thrusting malehood in a hot soup of saliva and precum: the horse's tongue glazing the pounding member as the rest of the mixture dribbled down his chin.

One hand forced the back of the horse's head downwards as the large tongue tightly wrapped itself around the active cock, daring Thor to go harder before the other hand weighed on the stallion's shoulders as a bent over Thor royally face fucked the able maw: losing control in the ecstasy, hips repeatedly slamming the flared head over and over against the equine's throat. Blissful moans grunted as a hammering head popped in and out an effortless throat, pausing often to lustfully get swallowed down several inches, muscles working his malehood closer to nirvana, before returning power back to Thor, letting his almighty piston have its way with his mouth.

Many muzzle humping, slurping, thrusting, moaning minutes later, Thor's efforts holding back the point of no return, desperately clenching the moment of blinding ecstasy longer against a relentless maw, then exploding in roars of cum: climaxing torrents into the stallion's belly, swallowing 'til it could swallow no more and washing the rest of the thick hot apple cocktail down over Thor's throbbing malehood and all over his depleted balls.

"So," a weak kneed, exhausted Thor asked, "just how many males have you taken? And where do they live?

The stallion replied: "Now that sort of information doesn't come for free."

Licking his lips, Thor added, "Would the farmer be one of those males?"

The stallion only grinned as his erection dropped and his tail lifted...