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Pony - February 18, 2014 Written by Afril, Edited by Chaos Blackwing (cl) 2014 The Gay Furry Association

Anal, Caressing, M/M, Human/Pony (Non-Anthro)

Veel sighed. Sentry duty had to be the most boring job there was. The equid shifted his hooves, staring longingly at a sun-kissed meadow. Being on guard duty, it might as well be on the other side of the damn planet... He shivered, as he remembered the site he had hacked into the night before - He was a sentry, because they needed sentries. But there wasn't a computer he couldn't get into - Especially these primitive ones. They were barely on the ground 2 days and he had already mastered the protocols of their so-called 'web', and had dug around. There was the usual stuff - Naked humans with stupid ads... 'Make your dick longer' was his favorite. His pony-dick was 14-inches, which was plenty long enough for him. He had to be careful, the scent of rut was easy to pick-up and he didn't want his companions knowing the places he visited on his nightly jaunts - Pictures and vids of humans and ponies interacting in every way possible, including being ridden. He had never had a saddle put on him nor been harnessed - The humans were simply showing off their possessions, but to an equid, it was Bondage porn and it made him hard every time he saw it.

They were in stealth mode, the ship buried in the ground, in a remote area. In time, they would show themselves, and hopefully sign treaties, but they were wary - They had been to way to many barbaric worlds where 'pony' was on the menu quite often. Veel chewed on his lips, wanting so badly to toss this stupid sensor array in the bushes and run in that grass-covered field, roll around on real dirt. Pee on a tree... All the things his ancestors did. But not only would such behavior get him tossed onto a cell, there were humans about. Not very close, but close enough for him to be standing guard. He was tired of processed food, and artificial air. Of smelling the same old ponies...

A warm wind teased his mane and he would have snarled - If equids could snarl. He also had to take a crap - Which meant getting out of this damn 'suit' and finding an out-of-the-way spot to dump a load of 'road-apples'. For some reason the phrase made him laugh. He had already filed his report - The wildlife was moving around. No signs of humans or their vehicles. The grass still grew... Fukkit! They could only cut his tail off so many times and he was so damn bored he didn't care if a human did come by. He would wave his cock at them and laugh quietly... Just another dumb equine showing off. A few touches with a fore-hoof, and his clothing fell in a heap behind him. Taking a moment to put the array on Auto, he galloped out into the warm day.

* * * *

One pile of round craptoids and a good pee later, Veel was scratching his side on the rough bark of a tree. This was a hells of a lot more like it!

"Well, well. I didn't know old man Soames had a pony."

Veel snorted. He knew this was a bad idea. But the meadow had beckoned and now he was in the stew-pot. Or maybe not. He resembled a 'local' well enough if he kept his mouth shut he could pass. Beside, interacting with the natives might get him off the hook when he did return - Or at least keep him from being shorn. It would take forever for his mane and tail hair to grow back and he would be shunned by the others until it did. He opened one brown eye and looked the human over - A balding head covered by a 'hat'. A robust cloth covered the frame, with a belly pushing the front out. He didn't seem dangerous at all. In fact he seemed to be 'friendly', giving off some interesting scents that the equid couldn't quite place. Well, they had looked at each other. Maybe now the male would go away and he could get a couple of mouthfuls of real grass before he returned to...

Hands! Fingers and palms touching his skin. Stroking his shoulder, his neck, gently rubbing his jawbone. He shivered and closed his eyes. Of course he had nuzzled other males, but nothing like this! The human wasn't hurting him - Quite the opposite. He shivered as the hands slid over his back - Carnivores didn't caress their dinner, so he suppressed his desire to kick when the same hand touched his leg. He had to bite his lower lip to keep a whinny in when a naughty finger invaded under his tail, teasing his button-like anus.

"You like that, do you?"

Duh! Veel closed his eyes, trying to do long math in his head. To think of something boring and dull so he wouldn't un-reel his cock in front of the male. He heard something go *pop*, but he was too busy trying to squelch the desires that hand had inflamed to notice until the finger was back. This time it was coated with something slick and sticky and... GODS! It slipped past his black ring of muscle, teasing his inner walls. His tail plumed upwards, his cock snapped out, already dripping pre, and he had to chew on his tongue to keep from begging the human to continue doing whatever it was he was doing. Of course the male slid his finger out. Dammit! Teasing bastard... He pushed back, wanting that itchy feeling back again, somehow missing the metallic snap of a fastener being undone, and cloth sliding down to the ground. A hand grabbed his tail and he gasped.

'Please put that finger back in me... Please.'

But what rubbed against his flesh wasn't a finger... It was round and ridged and firm as it pushed against his anal-ring. Slick and hard it breached his entrance, easily sliding in. The equid whinnied, eyes bulging as the penis took his virginity. It didn't hurt so much as feel weird. He wasn't sure if it was a good or bad feeling, not yet anyway. A couple of gentle thrusts made him spread his legs and arch his back however. Then the human was fully inside him, nut-sack rubbing his thighs. The male pressed against his rump, rubbing his back, his sides. Veel jerked his head up as the human pulled back, thrusting into his warm ass. He pushed back against the male, the hot, itchy feeling making his balls swell, his cock dribble pre like crazy. The human gripped his hips as the flared tip rubbing his inner walls in such a way that he had to bite his lower lip to keep from yelling about how good it felt. Ponies didn't yell. They did however moan and Veel did so when the human started humping him, balls slapping his rump, his own cock slapping his belly. It seemed like forever but it was only a few minutes later that the fires burned too hotly and the man slammed into his rear roughly. They stood that way for a moment, the pony pushing back against his new lover until...

'He's cumming in meeeee...' the stallion thought, as the throbbing member spat hot jets of sticky liquid into his bowels. 'He's breeding me... And does it ever feel good!' Veel *squeezed* the pulsating cock, feeling the balls pressed against his skin as they rubbed his thighs erotically. All of it - He wanted every last sperm he could harvest out of the male to be spurted inside him... Much too soon for his liking, the flood stopped and the human slumped over his back. The pony snorted - He could carry much more than this human weighed on his back... *OhGodsssss*

His mind skipped through a dozen images, each more lurid than the last until it settled upon one of a bridled Veel, the naked man rubbing that monkey-ass along his back, pulling on a pair of reins, as he fought the bit in his mouth.

"I am going to fuck your ass tonight, Paint," the human in his fantasy growled, yanking his head back and biting his ear with those blunt teeth.

"Godssss.... Yank on my reins! Ride me bareback! Bite my ear and fuck my ass..."

Cum splattered the ground viciously as the pony-cock exploded, his balls churning out more goo to be shot out of his flesh-cannon in long, stringy ropes at the idea of being abused so.

"Shit!" made Veel turn an ear backward, the human barely holding onto the swaying, grinding hips of the pony as the stallion's tail-hole squeezed and sucked on his cock like a starving snake. The penis inside him throbbed and swelled and spat a couple more hot squirts of semen into him before it just lay, warm and fat in his guts. The round belly rubbed his rump as hands caressed his heaving sides, and soft lips pressed themselves against his sweaty back. Veel closed his eyes, nostrils full of rut-scent. Gods, he was falling in lust with this male.

'Leave it In!' he almost squealed as the maleness slipped past of his anal-ring, leaving him feeling empty. The human sat next to him and he sighed. He didn't have much time left before he had to report back in. Still, a reprimand would be worth another hard butt-hump - If the male would oblige him.

"So you want me to bite your ear, eh..."

The equid almost had a heart-attack. He didn't say that out-loud, did he? Rule 1 - Don't fraternize with the natives. Hells, they would toss him into the deepest cell they could find - If they didn't just shoot him. Oh Gods! Those so strange yet wonderful fingers had slid between his hind legs, caressing his balls.

"But I might be persuaded to bite you elsewhere..."

The idea of teeth on his nuts made the pony dance, spreading his hind-legs, his cock firming back up and slapping his belly.

The hand patted his sack as the human chuckled. "I have talked to animals most of my life... You are just the first one to reply. And don't worry about me telling someone - Who would believe me?"

Veel whinnied as the male caressed his erection.

"You wore me plain outta my socks. I think a nap is in order... You going to be here tomorrow?"

The equid nodded - He was definitely going to be here tomorrow... And every day he could volunteer for. He grunted at a soft slap on his butt, swishing his tail, lifting it in case the native changed his mind. No? Well, tomorrow then. A couple of mouthfuls of sweet grass, a long drink from the spring, and he let any evidence that he had been with the human plop out in a pile of sticky crap well away from the perimeter. That taken care of, he trotted back, his nuts aching, his anus wanting the male buried inside him again... A quick re-harness and he was just another bored guard watching the birds flit between the trees.

* * * *

The Guard-major was pleased when Veel personally requested more duty days. The layabout just might make something of himself yet.

The End