Dominance
The sky was grey on the uneventful day; even the clouds seemed unable to make up their minds. Lying in an open meadow, staring up at the slow paced sky was a muscular white horse. It looked ready to rain at any moment which would ruin the day's events if that were to happen. So the horse just hoped for the best and sat there waiting for his friend to come so they could start with there long awaited day.
"Lance! Hey! You around?" the familiar voice of his friend hit Lance's ears making him sit up and eye the black stallion making his way over to him.
"What took you so long Markus, I've been waiting for hours" the obvious lie made both laugh knowing both had waited for this day for awhile. Every few years both horses would visit a random city and take the whole day to have the time of their lives. Lance and Mark were not your normal horses; both looked ordinary aside from staying nude every hour of the day. The reason the both were so different is because they where about ten times larger then most creatures, causing more then a little panic once parading into a populated area.
Standing up to meet his friend, Lance walked over and placed a firm kiss on his lips. Both ready to partake in the event the two had looked forward to for years. Heavy musk, lust, and passion were in the air. The rampage or to the towering stallions the game was simple, either horse had three chances to create as much pleasure for his lover. That being the only rule the two had set.
As the two made their way across the valley to the lucky city, kisses and touches were exchanged letting anyone around know how horny each horse was. Lance blew out a sigh seeing the large city in the distance; he had lost the game the last four times and was determined to come out on top this round. The reward never changed and would always be the one thing both desired most...dominance. The two stallions loved to be the leader or in control, so they invented this game to choose who got to be the dominant one in the relationship, usually lasting several years before the loser would call his lover out again and the game would start again.
Markus stayed a few feet behind his friend, smiling confidently. Acting as if the game was already over and he was going to claim his prize once again. His lovely white pony was at a disadvantage in their little game; his personality had always been slightly more submissive usually never as rough or rash to him or anyone for that matter. This year was no different Lance's tail twitched with his nervousness, emotions showing off everything easily enough for the slightly larger horse to read.
Coming up slowly behind Lance, quickly wrapping his arms around his waist Markus murred quietly. "You sure you want to do this babe? You know you're going to be riding this" at the word Markus thrust his hips forward placing his crotch close to his lover's big ass "by the end of the day". The two giants despite all the talk about who's in control and their roles still loved each other deeply never forgetting this no matter who won the game.
Gasping from the hug, Lance listened to his mate as he tried to convince him to drop out before the fun began. Mouthing a kiss the cream furred male winked up at Mark, "We'll see who's plowing who, I'm going to win for sure this time" his voice was trembling, but recovered quickly.
Finally just outside the city limits of the populated metropolis the two glanced at each other in a knowing grin. Like many times before, the millions of furs living within the city didn't sit calmly back and enjoyed the show, well maybe a few. Panic would erupt where ever the lovers would go, and this time was no different. Usually the pair started in the center of the city, using anything they could think of to get a rise out of one another.
Terror and chaos flooded the streets of the metropolis, people watching the towering studs of muscle make there way through the avenues, surprisingly not causing too much damage, at least not yet.
"Ok love, since you lost yet again last time, you get to go first" Markus chuckles, folding his arms over his chest, waiting to see what his pony had planned for this day. Not wasting any time Lance went to work on the first round of their game, starting out small so is to not spoil the moment later on. Looking down to his hooves the white horse grabbed one of the cars abandoned by the fleeing furs below them. Smiling to his black friend who raised an eyebrow seeing the small vehicle, Lance motioned for him to turn around, placing a firm hand on his back getting his stud to bend over. Mark reached out and grabbed the roof of a low building using it for support.
The game had just started and Markus was already bending over, his playmate lining up the car to his tight rear. Not wasting a moment the black stallion moaned accepting the cold metal into his ass, moaning lightly from the feeling. Once Lance felt he had lodged the car firmly inside his friend the large horse stepped around to face the monster of an erection Markus sported. The pinkish shaft was eager to get things under way, pulsing slowly and completely stiff. Laughing quietly to himself, Lance knew how they both looked forward to this for awhile. Today was a special day one where both lovers did their best to focus on pleasuring the other with their own unique skills. The cream colored horse sniffed at the tower of flesh, giving a moan as he let his tongue start to play over the head.
With all the stimulation running through his body Markus could open shut his eyes tight, his long member soon to be engulfed by the hot mouth of his friend. This was the part both enjoyed the most, the first two rounds for each horse were less serious, so the pleasure could be focused on not just the win. With these thoughts going around in his mind strong hips pushed into the white lips forcing the cock far back into Lance's throat. The car within Mark was crushed slowly by the internal muscles each time his member touched the soft throat.
With his eagerness and the warm snout wrapped around his member it didn't that long for the black stallion to hit his peak, his massive balls contracting and releasing a flood of white into the seemly impatient mouth. Large hands coming down to hold the head close to his crotch, making sure to drain every drop of his passion into Lance's belly. Repeated swallows were heard from below as the suckling horse did just that, his throat opening to accept the payload of cum. The throbs of the early orgasm died down and Markus pulled away letting his still dripping cock smack lightly on the end of his love's nose.
Sighing dreamily Mark stood back up looking down to his friend who still seemed to be enjoying his essence, licking over his lips. "That was a good start babe" the black stud said reaching behind him to pull the destroyed car out of his ass. "But it's my turn now". Markus thought for a second and saw a few tiny furs standing below them watching the massive sex show without any regard for their safety. A grin passed over the large muzzle of the stallion, leaning against a skyscraper to let the people on the ground get a heavenly view of his muscular body almost placing them in a trace. Without waiting to see if they would take off being noticed by the macro, Mark bent over and scooped up a few tiny furs giggling at the fact they started to struggle after being caught.
For about a minute the dark horse found a hand full of playthings for both to have fun with. Lance just waiting patiently as he watched the funny sight, knowing those micros were going to help with there game. After gathering what he thought would be enough Markus stood back in front of his friend eyeing the hard cock sitting between his thighs.
"Okay, you're going to love this Lance, knowing you. Just turn around for me and put that nice ass in the air" giving a questioning look out of the white horsy he did what he was told letting his arms and chest rest on the side of a large glass building. The side of the structure was covered in windows giving the tiny furs inside the view of a lifetime, while pulling off a mirror effect for the two lovers. Looking over his shoulder, Lance lifted his tail high showing off his tight pink pucker ready to accept what fun Mark had planned for him.
Always loving when his pony showed off for him, Markus was ready to get his friend screaming in pleasure. Carefully lifting his full hand to his black lips, the massive horse stretched them wide revealing the depths of his body to the mass of furs gripped in his hand. Excited at what he had planned Mark dropped the group into his mouth, using his tongue to keep them from the back of his mouth, only a few slipping to their fates and down his throat. With cheeks slightly bulging, the stallion made his way over and kneeled down head positioned under that blonde tail. The tight pink ring pulsed lightly in anticipation, waiting for the hot tongue to dive in.
Forming a kiss with his lips, the stallion pressed them hard against the rosebud of Lance, gaining a loud moan and yell. Slowly he started to force open the tight passage using his thick tongue to play over the hole to get it ready for his plan. All the while the group of furs inside his mouth struggled and begged feeling the slippery member around them start to lick, swirling the lot in the cave of saliva. The once tight hole grew softer with each insertion of the muscle making wet sounds as it was dragged in and out. Feeling the muscular tunnel was ready Markus maneuvered his tongue to pick up a few micros resting in his cheeks and quickly shoved them into his friend.
Each time Lance felt his stud push in his tongue he felt more pressure build from the panicked people as well, causing him to stiffen and groan out. It was only when either play this game they could max the satisfaction of a normal rim job. Lance felt the motion repeated until Mark drew his head back, "How's that feel" the comment was low, but he didn't wait for an answer diving back into the rump, getting a choked gasp from Lance who still had his mouth open to reply. Pleasure ripped through the white body as Mark doubled his efforts, the bliss making the horse forget where he was, causing several of the glass windows to shatter from the added pressure his hands gripping where they could.
"I'm close!" the shout just made the tongue dig deeper easily running over his prostate again and again, with the added squirms from their fans it only took another few minutes to get Lance to his climax. A few furs still watching from the streets saw the towering member start to throb and twitch. The windows were completely covered in the overdue rush of cum, many people below running for cover as the gallons upon gallons of semen rained down.
Breath returned to the panting stallion feeling the skilled tongue of his lover withdraw, giving his own licks around his lips. Standing up already recovered from the first round of paradise between them, Lance knew he had to kick it up to top that little display. Besides giving him one of his best rimmings ever, the lucky playmates got to stay where they were to ride out the rest of the games the two had in store. Giving a moan at the feeling still inside him, Lance knew it was his turn to start the second round.
Looking around the horse smiled forming a plan quickly as he saw a radio station that had a spiral tower shooting up from it, getting smaller and smaller before ending in a small metal ball. The white pony knew this was going to be used. Grabbing his lover they proceeded to make there way over to their target, leaving the mess and destruction behind. Markus just smiled as he was lend to their next playground, very curious to what his cream colored friend was thinking.
Walking up to the tower that didn't even get close to rivaling the size of the pair of muscular males. Markus was beginning to understand what was going to be happening, giving a grin and ready to do what was asked of him. Grabbing his lover's hips Lance moved him to stand above the tower aiming his ass for the sphere at the top. Moaning lightly Markus started to slowly squat down, his strong tunnel sliding down the cold steel of the radio tower. While his friend started his part, Lance looked around for a few furs who might want to join in, but sadly no one seemed to be around. All long since hightailed it out of there at the first sign of the macros. Giving a confused look, the stallion brighten as he felt a wiggle in his rear. Easily reaching in to his stretched hole, the massive horse pulled out about five micros to use again, unsurprised that none had the energy to escape just lying panting in his hand. Smiling down at his volunteers Lance started back to his love, who was sitting on top of the small building a look of bliss on his face. The tower was now resting inside the slick insides of the black horsy, who had his tongue lolled out of his maw in a display of pure ecstasy.
"This was a good idea" Mark groaned milking at the metal pole lodged inside him. His partner holding up his hand to reveal the next part of his plan, as he grabbed the rock hard cock between his love's legs. Laughing lightly as the thin layer of pre that leaked out from the stimulation of having the lengthy tower in him, the liquid would make this all the easier.
Grabbing one of the furs from his hand Lance began to lower it to the pulsing member which seemed eager to be stroked and touched. Without much trouble the tiny micro slipped away sinking feet first into the massive organ. This got a yell from Markus who didn't need much to help his body achieve its orgasm. Holding off as to not spoil the moment, but it got harder and harder as his white love pressed the remaining four into his cock. Giggling at the tension showing on Markus's face, the smaller pony thought it would be a good time to help him over the edge, taking his tongue and ever-so-lightly licked over the sensitive member. The reaction was loud and big, the black stallion screamed out into the clouded sky his cock shook and exploded sending waves of seed across the tongue and face of his love.
Markus panted as his body came down from another high, his big near still lodged firmly to the tower of the station. The white horse below watched on face covered in his love's sticky essence, smiling to himself knowing he was on the top of the game. Standing up, Lance made his way over to his friend to help him off the soiled structure. A few groans and moans came from Markus until he was freed.
"Who's going to be riding who now?" Lance laughed seeing his black stud rub his ass lightly giving a pleasured pain look. He just waved a hand never willing to give up even if things looked bad.
"By the end of this babe, you'll be begging for me to stick this in you." As he said this his softening cock was slowly coming back to life his paw taking a firm grip. The stallion took a tense expression knowing it again was his turn to take control of things.
Holding up a finger Markus started to quickly think of a counter attack, before walking out of sight. The white stallion just tilted his head lightly wondering what his love had planned for him. Only waiting a few minutes his stud returned with a large yellow bus in one hand.
Giving a slight murr at seeing the bus, Lance just stood in place waiting for the pleasure to begin Stepping up to stand close to his mate the large horse tore up the back of the vehicle, that apparently still had it's passengers aboard. The panicked furs struggled vainly as a massive hand snaked in, grabbing a few of them. Thinking about his plan Markus started to fish out a couple more before facing his friend. Laying his hand flat Markus watched the tiny furs huddle together, fear obvious on their face. Raising them up to his snout the giant horse voiced a command to the tiny micros.
"Do you want to make it out of this unscathed?" the question wasn't meant to be answered because the response was obvious, Markus continued "then help bring pleasure to my mate and you all might get out of this."
Lance listened to his love give orders to the tiny furs he had captured, turning him on all the more to see his black stud dominate when he could. Markus lowered his palm to the long shaft of his mate, gently playing the micros at different areas and called them to start.
The stimulation was enough to get a gasp out of the white pony who tried to stand still with the pleasure running down his member. With his helpers getting down to their services, Markus knew it was time to get on with his own pleasuring. Walking to stand behind Lance, whose eyes were closed enjoying the light attention on his cock.
Without giving any warning the black stallion lined his still wet member up to his long tail of his horsy. Grabbing his hips and pushing his cock to the small pucker, he couldn't contain himself any longer and rammed inside, the head of his black dick opening up the still fairly loose tunnel. If any of the furs still in his ass were alive, their fates were sealed completely now. The cock was an unstoppable force that was going to ride his pony till he claimed him as his own. With that Markus started to slowly thrust in and out, gaining a moan from both. The black stallion knew how to pleasure his mate like this being the dominating one for so long, used to rough treatment of taking him several times in one passion setting. Thinking about all the times the two played together, Markus's thrusts got quicker and harder, wanting to feel his thick meat work the seed into his lover.
Lance was having a tough time keeping his body in check, with the small furs licking, groping, and working his member, and his mate plowing his backside it wouldn't be long for him to lose it. His cock gave a twitch and stayed rock hard; he would never be able to avoid orgasm long under this stimulation.
Smiling with excitement seeing his lovely pony fall into his state of bliss. Knowing if he picked things up now, his love would lose it, but that never stopped him before. With that thought in mind Markus pulled out his flaring tip and rammed it full-force back inside, repeating this motion again and again. The reaction was inevitable, Lance screamed out, his member throbbed with waves of pleasure. A flood of seed rushes to the streets below, drenching everything in its path in a blanket of white sticky mess.
Markus wasn't far behind with his own climax, feeling the strong contractions pull and tug at his hard member. With a roar of his own the black horse plowed fast into his lover's backside plugging the entrance forcefully. The sudden burst of seed made Lance moan loudly feeling his insides get coated with the thick semen. The white stallion knew with the pleasure he got from this little act put him behind in their game, with only one round to go he would have to come up with something special for his muscular stud.
Panting heavily after such a rush Mark slowly pulled out of his pony's ass, admiring the quick flood that dripped off his member and the stretched hole. His cock stayed hard with the thought of their final round, which was always the most mind-blowing no matter which of them won.
After calming down himself, Lance looked down to his pulsing dick which surprisingly still had all of the micros clinging to it for dear life. Believing the little ones did a good job helping with his mate's request he quickly scooped them off his slick flesh and placed them on a roof, watching them scamper off without looking back. Closing his eyes the white horse knew that this was it, he had to top his love here and now or once again he would be the submissive one, not that it was bad that way...he just wanted to be on top for a change damn it, in more ways then one.
Without giving it anymore thought Lance knew this last round was important, it was the part to show why he would be a better dominator over his love. Quickly standing up straight the stallion turned around to face his panting pony who seemed to be still recovering from his turn. Grabbing his hips tightly Lance used a quick motion and flipped his stud around, laying him on his belly over the empty streets below.
A flame was burning in his eyes as he saw his mate's rump and tail hole, he was about to give him the ride of his life. Dropping his body hard on top of the dark horse, Lance gripped the strong arms to their sides in a bold move to restrain his love and taking him in a true dominating role. His long shaft poked at the steel cheeks, trying to find a warm home in the wet muscles. Markus groaned feeling the heavy body slam down harshly, the actions only fueled the fires of the passion that was coming, rough play was key in one was showing who was the boss. His arms were locked together around his back and his tight tunnel pulsed lightly eager to feel the large length spread him wide open fast and hard.
That wish was granted within seconds, as Lance found his mark and rammed his raging hard-on into his stallion. There was no foreplay here, no games, just a pure primal rut. With all of the stimulation both had endured throughout their game, this was just the final challenge that held all the chips. A dominate mate has to be able to go through all of that and more, or he would lose the game. Lance pounded away on top of his love, wanting him to know he was serious about earlier...he wasn't the one who would be crying out this day. Each word in his mind was followed by a thrust, his long member a blur to anyone crazy enough to still be around at that point. The pleasure of pervious orgasms, heat around his cock, and the speed he was going Lance couldn't keep this up for much longer, both horses moaned and cursed their musk and passion hitting a new high, the long member made a few hard pushes before his white balls contracted tightly shooting off his load into his mate, both mouths open in a silent gasp as the pleasure overwhelmed them. Lance pulled out suddenly firing the rest of fluid over Mark's black back and ass, giving him a marking he wouldn't soon forget.
The pair collapsed in a heap of black and white, neither wishing to move just yet, only enjoying the amazing feeling. Markus made the first move to stand up. "That was incredible Lance! I got to admit that's going to be hard to top" With that being said he started to get to position to try and best his partner, when a loud boom was heard over head, followed by a crack of lighting. A few more bang and roars were heard before a heavy rain started to fall over the city and the two macros.
"Haha, that couldn't have worked better if I planned it" Lance laughed quietly feeling the rain run over his body. A smile on his face, knowing he had just won their little game, even if it was completely unfair.
"What!? No, No! Damnit!" Markus cursed loudly as the rain hit him, his erection dying away from the cold weather sealing his fate this time around. He went quiet as the musk and heat was washed away, leaving him facing his smiling lover who was beaming with success.
Finally the black stallion just laughed as well, luck never being on his side when it came to these things, so he just shrugged his shoulders and helped his love up and gave him a strong kiss. "You win this time you cheater you" the rain always had turned them both off, never enjoyed being soaked while doing the nasty.
Lance smiled at the comment and just stuck out his tongue, "You're just mad because I won, if it were you..." he stopped realizing it didn't matter he was in control now, without another word he pulled his stud into another kiss before dragging him off and out of the rainy city and to a dryer setting. He was going to start having loads of fun with him the rest of the day.