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Damn but it's cold this early. I had to leave before my dad got home or I'd never live it down. This thing itches too. I'd gotten only a little sleep last night so fucking excuse me if I'm not in a chipper mood!

Sorry sorry. Its not you it's me. This is so different from what I'm used to. My dad, well, he raised me. I'm starting to think he may not have done too good of a job. Dex has opened my eyes a bit here. I - I've been a jerk. I've been an ass. I've been a stuck up asshole.

Happy?

Fuck - sorry again. But this thing really itches. It looks so hot though. I mean that other equine had stared at me a little lustily as I jogged past this morning around sunrise.

Damnit. I need this thing off of me. Yes it's hot. Yes it turns me on. Yes I know I've been a bad colt. Yes Dex is the leader of the herd now. I get it. Now....where is that damned gate....

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I hated lieing to my Mom, but how else was I going to get to the spot? It's Saturday. I told her I had a quick one hour track meeting with the coach in his office. She had some important errands to run though. She was giving me a couple hours. Alone.

Mom stopped the car next to the main building at school. There were a few cars in the lot. Enough to fool mom. Poor kids in detention. She gave me a pat. I hefted my backpack and jogged off.

I made it to the spot at about 8. I knocked on the gate, this time on the other side. I heard the equine nicker. "Come in?"

The gate opened and there sat Adan. T-shirt, Letterman's jacket (Black and White, the school colors), and jeans. The bridal was still on his head.

I walked over and inspected the buckles. None of the nail polished was cracked or chipped.

"Good. You didn't try to take it off."

I didn't make it a question but the colt responded anyway.

"Nu-uh" He shook his head slowly, his eyes rolling a little.

I reached up and began undoing the buckles. The nail polish cracked at that. It wasn't too hard to brush off, but it did stain the leather.

Oh well.

Finally I yanked the bridle off. Adan shook his head vigorously and scratched at his face and neck.

"Who....who's Golden Boy?"

The colt asked nervously.

"My gelding."

His eyes went wide.

Whoops...

"No, I mean my horse, he's a gelding on my grandfather's farm."

Adan breathed out.

Wow, I must have really sent the message home.

"Why is he gelded?"

I sighed. "Easier to train."

Adan tensed up again.

"Oh for fucks sake. I'm not cruel. Besides I like having these right where they are!" I cupped his crotch. Adan relaxed and chuckled.

"So....Adan....about yesterday. I know I was hard on you but, like I said you need to learn some new manners. I want to be your friend. What I don't want is to be outted to the entire school."

I sighed.

Dad would kill me

The equine colt nodded enthusiastically.

"Neither do I! I mean, this is fun, but, I don't want anyone else to know. I do want to be your friend too."

I rapped my knuckle against his forehead. "And this skull of yours is awful thick."

Adan's eyes went wide.

"You.....you tricked me?"

I chuckled at the startled look.

"No...I just used a language you would understand. Remember what you told me? There is a mentality that comes with this form?" I prodded his thick chest with a finger. He glared at me.

I gave him a look. He backed down.

I chuckled. "Listen colt just try to keep calm. If you find yourself unable to handle that temper of yours, come find me. If someone starts yelling at you, and you can't keep your fists to yourself, just remember if you make ONE I'll lock this toy on your head so fast you won't even be able to think straight. And it will stay there for two days. If it gets damaged or anything, you are going to be in a steaming pile." I hefted the bridle. I made a point of hooking the reins back on along with the bit.

Adan swallowed.

**

He's right. Its not my place to make those decisions. I'm not the leader. He is. Fuck. I am so turned on right now. I want to lean over and have that cock of his in my mouth again.

**

Fuck he's a horny thing isn't he

I watched the ears twitch and could see the bulge strain against his jeans. He shifted.

I had an idea.

"Right now I think we have plenty of time for some more training though. Something to put your mind in the right space."

Adan's ears cocked forward. I pulled the bridle back out, the bit back in its place.

His ears fell a little. He was nervous.

"Strip...."

**

I spluttered at that. It was dawning on me that I was both excited and scared at the same time. I ducked my head though. I took my Letterman's jacket off and pulled the shirt up over my head. I lazily scratched my chest.

"All of it Adan....."

I stood up. My knees were shaking again. I unbuttoned my jeans, and dropped them and the jock I wore this morning.

I stood there in the cool morning breeze. Dex was staring at me. I almost felt like blushing, but I was proud of my build. It had taken a lot of work to get into shape like this.

**

The equine stood in front of me. I folded his clothes for him and put them on the bench and stood up. He stood there proudly. If he'd let his tail grow out it would have been flagged in a sign of pride. As it was he arched his neck proudly like a stallion. I lazily began circling him, running my hand over his pecs, his defined shoulders. I even cupped his left ass check as I made my circuit. He nickered at that.

Finally I came face to face with him.

I held out the bridal in my hands.

He ducked his head and began to crouch, giving me a snarl.

"ahh!?" I gave him a look.

His face was a study in equine emotions for a moment. Pride, lust, docility, resignation.

He stood patiently.

I slipped the bridal over his head setting the bit gently into his mouth. I fastened the buckles in place. I let the reins hang loosely in front of him.

God what a sight he is.

I couldn't help it. I pulled out my phone. For a second I could see fear in his face, then pride again. He tensed looking as proud as he could. I snapped a pic. I immediately sent it to him via text.

I put my phone away and turned.

"Down."

He gave me a quizzical look.

"On your hands and knees colt!" I snapped.

Quickly Adan was down on all fours. I chuckled as I watched his equine cock slip from his sheath. I pulled the towel from my bag and laid it next to him. I knelt down and grabbed the reins. I loosely tied them to the bench and made him back up until they were tight.

He reached down to grab his dripping cock.

He wasn't ready for it. I smacked him hard on the ass.

"No!"

His flank quivered for a second. His hand went back to the ground.

"Not unless I say so colt. In this area you are mine. When you are in class, you are mine. When you are at home, you are mine! You will eat, sleep, and drink me. The first thought you should have at every time during your training from now on is, would Dex approve? If the answer is no, then you don't fucking do it! Understand?"

Adan's eyes rolled. I could see the whites. He wanted to bolt, but couldn't. The bridal bit and reins had him locked in place.

He nodded once.

"Did I ask you to grab your cock?"

He shook his mane.

"Do you want your cock stroked?"

He turned his head as far as he could. I could see the wheels spinning in his head. He was wondering if that was what I wanted. He just stared.

"Good."

Slowly I reached down and took the hard member in my hand, the heat warming me. It pulsed gently in my hand in time with his heartbeat. I slowly ran my hand along its length, feeling every ridge and vein.

The colt shuddered and sighed. He lowered himself a little more.

I had to hold it up out of the grass that grew in the remains of the old ruined shed. I chuckled.

"Such a big boy."

His ears flicked at the words.

I let a generous dollop of pre coat my finger. I took it up to his lips. He eyed me a little but I nodded. He licked it off of my finger.

"Taste good?"

He nodded.

Slowly I began to stroke him. Sensuously. I've been with enough guys to know what drives them wild, and I've seen enough equine porn to know what to do.

I gently rubbed his sheath skin. It was silky soft and wrinkled. His cock twitched in my hand as I did that. I ran my non-stroking hand to his balls and hefted them. He sighed. I could feel his pre output increase.

"Very virile colt. Very nice."

I heard the nicker. He was pleased with himself. Rightly so.

I kept stroking him. I could hear his breath quicken. I kept tugging at his thick ball sack, feeling the heft of each orb as the rose and fell with his passions. Every now and then I would slow down and squeeze harder, keeping him from cumming.

I didn't have all day. I only had a little more time left.

Finally I began to work him over good. His thick black cock glistened with his pre. I stroked it faster. I reached over his broad back with my other arm to steady myself. Forward and back I rocked him. Each time he rocked back, I knew the bit was biting a little into his mouth. I could hear a soft whimper come from him.

I smiled at him. He nodded at me.

"You're going to cum for me colt. You're going to dump that load onto this towel for me."

I shoved the towel under him. His eyes went wide. He huffed a few times. He didn't have much longer to go.

I milked him for all I was worth. His breath came very quickly all of a sudden and his hips began to buck. He whinnied a little as he shot his load. Rope after thick sticky rope shot onto the towel. He shuddered once and heaved a huge sigh out of his nose.

I patted him on the rump.

"Good boy."

I took the towel and folded it into a neat square and put it in my bag. I noticed he was about to get up. I shot him a look. He stayed on his hands and knees.

Finally I reached over and unhooked the bit and bridal and took it off his head.

"Ahhh?" I had to admonish him as he was about to stand.

I packed up all my things. I knew I had a huge wet spot on the front of my jeans. I'd have to cover it with my bag or Mom would notice. I turned to Adan. He was still on all fours looking at me.

"What did you learn colt?"

His eyes went wide, he ducked his head.

"Think before I act. If it's something you wouldn't approve of, I better not do it. I listen to you for my orders, and I better not fuck up or else."

I smiled down at him. I leaned down and rubbed his mane.

"Good. See you Monday."

I opened the gate and left.

**

Oh Fuck me! Seriously! Holy fucking shit. T

hat....that was everything I could have dreamed it to be! Right now I'm quickly putting my jeans on and finding it hard as my cock wants yet more attention. I promised I'd be good though. I don't think Dex would approve of me just wasting time here jacking off. I have things to do. Homework, house work, and some working out. I need to keep in shape.

Woah. I'm babbling.

Deep breaths.

Ah.....better.

But seriously. When he told me to get on all fours I was afraid he was going to try to ride me around this little enclosure. That would have been so humiliating, but no. He....he pleasured me. And he gave me a lesson.

Um.....I've got to act cool about this. Thank God I have a day to think this over before school. FUCK! My shirt ripped. Ah well I have more.

**

I took the phone out to check messages running my thick fingers through my mane..

I had one. From Dex?

I opened the text and saw the picture. My throat caught. It was the picture he'd taken of me. The sight of my form looking proud and slightly defiant in the bit and bridal was hot. I fingered it lightly. I had a lot of thinking to do until Monday, and a lot of growing up to do.

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