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The bed was soft and the autumn breeze that blew in my window was cool. I couldn't sleep. I knew at the beginning when I decided to become Aden's friend that this would be a long haul project. I liked the equine. Inside I could see he was noble, honest, a fighter for good causes. Fuck when did I become such a sucker for good people?

You see this is not going to be easy. The moment I slipped that bridle and bit on him I'd stepped into a new world. No, not one of bondage and stuff like that. Although the thought had crossed my mind a few times that to the outside observer it might seem that way. Horses understand one language. It's a very social language, and it can be a very physical language at times. The sex? Well with Aden that was just a bonus. No I had crossed the line into the herd. I'd taken on a new role as well.

I remember watching the horses when I was a young boy on my grandfather's farm. There is a serious hierarchy in the herd. All the way from the lead stallion and mare down to the lowest of the herd. Each has their place and their role. I had stepped into Aden's, the leader's role even though I was human. I was an outsider. It was rare for an "outsider" to step into an established herd, and I know of no real stories about humans being the heard leader (other than horse whisperers) but there it was. Somehow I had pulled it off. It had taken a lot of reading, studying, and then acting equine.

There is only one problem here. This herd was only tentatively stable. Herds can change at any time as evidenced by me, a mere human, stepping in. I was going to have to stay on my toes. Aden was going to need more "training" as well as he still had bad habits. And then there's his father.

The plain fact that he didn't do anything at all to Aden when Aden thought he'd get at least yelled at spoke volumes. It meant that at home Aden was the one in control. That isn't too bad, for a horse. For an equine fur? What do you think? Yeah, it means no discipline. Real horses would gravitate to another herd. Or the older stallion would pick a mare from the herd, and that one would raise the young foals.

I'd found a book on fur psychology. In fur households if the father remained a bachelor, and raised his son, he'd have to be very careful or he'd loose control. That is exactly what happened. Aden's dad was just as uncontrolled as his son.

I have a feeling the next several days are going to be rough.

Boy was I right.

**

The lunchroom was packed. It was raining again. I did mention I hate rain right? And people are on edge. They always seem to be during rain storms, and the one outside was a good one. Thick fat drops of rain pounded the school causing a roar on the roof. You couldn't beat a good old fashioned mid-west rain storm.

"Knock it off Andrew!" Melissa's shrill squeal cut through the noise.

Fuck....not again. I got up and walked over to the next table. "What is it guys?"

Melissa stood up and went behind me, staring indignantly at Andrew. "I told him I do _not_want to go out on a date."

I turned to Andrew. "Well?"

"Well....and I do!"

I stared at the colt. He was a little taller than Aden. I stood no chance if he made things physical. This would have to be subtle and quick.

I strode over to him and prodded him in his chest.

"And who says you get to make that decision? Huh? Did you ever think of that?"

For a split second he looked royally confused. I could see him thinking hard about the question. I rounded on Mellisa.

"And whats wrong with going on a date with him?"

That surprised her. I heard Aden choke on his drink.

"Um...."

I saw her confusion as well. For one moment I was wondering if this was the right move. It was about as subtle as I could make it without yelling at them what I was doing and scream at them that they needed to calm the fuck down. That would really cause the shit to hit the you-know.

I huffed and laughed as loud as I could.

"I can't believe this. Andrew, did it ever occur to you to ask her nicely and back down if she said no?"

I could feel the stares of several other students. Bruce especially.

"Mellisa, just because you don't want to go on a date with him doesn't mean you get to be waspish and make a scene. Fuck guys. Give it a rest."

I strode back over to the table and sat down. I picked up my sandwich and ignored the others. I could hear Aden chuckling at me.

"Smooth Dex, real smooth."

I glared at him.

**

PE was a torture that day for another reason. It was time for the fitness challenge. It wasn't a torture because of be being scrawny or out of shape. No. I am very strong and wiry. It was Aden and his attitude.

He strutted. He flexed. He showed off. He was being a pain. Every chance he had, he had to do at least one more than someone else. One extra push up, one extra situp. It didn't help that we had a mixed class for this, and the girls class joined us. And in that class? Tracy.

I caught her staring at Aden multiple times. She had pure naked lust in her eyes. I fumed a little. I also caught Aden staring back at her. He was showing off.

I sighed.

Before our shower I sent the familiar text to Aden. "Spot after this." As I was dressing he noticed the text and nodded to me. I don't think he's going to expect this. It was going to be cruel.

**

I jogged over to the wooden gate as soon as I could. I'd gotten Dex's text, and he looked sad for some reason. It wasn't anything I did, fuck that. I'd been good and nice to people today. No it probably had to do with Melissa and Andrew.

I knocked and opened the gate. There sat Dex. I walked over.

I swallowed. I saw the bridal was in his lap along with the bit. Fuck! What did I do now? This is so not fair.

I was about to protest when I saw the look on his face, and the set of his features. He was upset. Inwardly I sighed. I knew what was coming and there was no denying this.

I took the t-shirt off, my jeans, my underwear, and got down on all fours. I sagged my head.

I felt him kneel beside me. My skin twitched for a second, fearful. I felt the bridal slip over my head, the bit sliding into my mouth to the space behind my front teeth. I wouldn't be protesting vocally anyway.

"Colt.....what am I to do with you?"

I looked at him in inquiry. I felt my ears slide back.

He rapped his fist hard once against my forehead. It didn't hurt, but it did startle me.

What I heard next was not what I expected.

"You didn't think I'd notice? I let it slide when you embraced "Golden Boy" as that kind of pride is one thing, but this....this is too much.

"Mmmf"

Oh yeah, I forgot about that damned bit.

He pulled hard on the reins - forward. My arms slipped and I fell into the mud. "mpfh!"

He started pacing around me. This was not good.

"First you thought Andrew and Melissa's argument was funny. You didn't do anything did you?"

For a second I was startled. What was he on about? Still, I shook my head no. I didn't even try to get back up yet.

"Then I saw you in gym. Prideful, showing off, making certain all eyes were on you. I saw you flirting with Tracy. Did you even stop and think about what that would do to the herd?"

It was dawning on me. I wasn't just his heard, I was part of a larger herd. And.....Dex was the leader. I had seen the others gravitate to him before, but it didn't really click in my brain what that meant until this moment.

I closed my eyes and shook my head.

"Well since you are sooooo prideful, I have a challenge for you colt. Give me a hundred and fifty push ups. Now."

That was a ridiculous request. I snorted. Big mistake.

Whack

Ow that hurt. That damned leather rein. Right on my ass. I opened my eyes. Dex was not happy. I grunted and began...

**

Poor Aden was covered in mud.

At that moment I thought back to another time, a few years ago when I was in the same situation. Like Aden I had walked into it willingly. Big mistake.

I sat down and counted for him. When he didn't make a full one he'd get the "that didn't count." I made certain to throw that on to a few that should have.

My phone had a water proof case. After the last incident my dad had insisted. He didn't want me to loose it in the rain again. Thankfully it hadn't gotten damaged by the water.

I pulled up the website as I kept counting. This was so going to suck. I pulled up the image I was looking for. The one from the porno I had watched. Almost Aden's double. I turned the volume down and fought my own hardon for a second. I paused the video when it got to the point where the stallion in the picture was flexing. He was much more muscular than Aden.

**

"What? That's all you have colt? Eighty?" I spat on the ground. His sweat mixed with the mud and rain. The rain hadn't let up at all.

"Stand up."

**

I stood. It took me a second to figure out a way to get up without using my arms. My arms were so weak. I had pushed myself in PE and here, but I had nothing else to give. My breath all but steamed out of my nostrils as I panted heavily. I tried to keep my eyes on Dex as he circled me. He had unhooked one of the reins and was circling me.

"Whats the mater colt? Little pony can't keep up with the real studs?"

I felt my ears burn hotly. I lowered my head.

"You know there is always someone bigger and badder than you out there right?"

I nodded my head. God this bit tasted horrible. It made me drool. It dug into my gums a bit too.

"Head up, eyes front colt!"

I snapped my head up and opened my eyes. He was holding a phone. I squinted at the image. It looked like me, but it wasn't me. And.....and he was bigger. Studlier....

I turned my head.

I felt the smack across my muzzle. It wasn't really hard but it did turn my head back.

"Did I say look away colt?" I shook my head no.

I stared at the image.

I felt Dex's soft hand fondle my sheath.

"Lower for me colt...."

During this entire time I hadn't been aroused at all. Suddenly I felt shame as my cock lowered. Not at the fact that I was getting hard, but at my own actions.

It didn't take long for me to get hard. I felt the soft human hands stroke me. I couldn't take my eyes off of the picture in front of me. It was making me very hard. I so badly wanted to look at Dex, but I knew that would be a mistake...

**

His cock flared in front of me as I began my ministrations. The water giving it a slippery texture as it mixed with his own pre. I heard him take a shuddering breath. I worked him over and over. I thanked my lucky stars that on the way here I'd gotten the text from my mom that she was going shopping. I was to stay at school for a few hours.

I brought him to the edge time and time again. Each time he was about to cum I'd squeeze down or nip gently in some not-so-nice places. Once I flicked my hand against the low hanging sack in front of me and yelled at him "Not yet!"

Finally I could hear him get very, very, close. I sighed. I hated this part.

I pulled off of him entirely and stood in front of him.

**

I could feel the pressure build, but suddenly everything stopped. I opened my closed eyes, not even realizing I had done so. The phone was shoved back into my vision. I couldn't look away.

"Do you see this?"

I nodded.

"I jacked off to this stud for the last year. I even fantasized about you when I saw him. Just remember one thing colt."

The phone was pulled away.

"You are not him."

Pure shame flitted through me. I knew what he was getting at now. I was no stud, no stallion, yet. Maybe someday, if I worked at it.

"Yes you are handsome. Yes you have a wonderful body. Yes you are a good colt, but you have a long way to go."

My eyes closed. I lowered my head. He was right.

I felt tugging at the bridal. Suddenly the bit and remaining rein were removed. Again I couldn't help as my tongue lapped at my nose to try to get the awful taste of metal out of my mouth. Nothing could wipe the shame out though.

"Open your eyes colt."

Dex stood before me. His hands were on his hips. He looked at me hard. "You learned the first lessons well. Be good, be nice, and think before you fight. Now comes a harder one. You need to know your place within the herd. Do you even think you know?"

I shook my head.

"Tell me what you're thinking colt!"

I found my voice harsh. My arms were still so weak. "I really don't know. I know you're the heard leader. I know there are others like Melissa, Tracy, Andrew and Jake, but I don't know where I fit, nor do I know what their positions are."

He nodded.

"And that's the problem. You need stability colt, not free rein. You had too much of that at the hands of your father. There is a heard but that's all so far, there is no structure, and I expect you to help me with that. Once it's established I expect it will go on."

"Oh I don't mean just now. Other equine students will come to this school and they'll see a heard and join it. Did you ever think what you were doing to your fellow equines? Did it occur to you that it was a huge disservice?"

"No."

"You dominated them so much they couldn't really think for themselves. Look at what happened today? We have another horny colt trying to catch the eye of a filly, and another filly eyeing another colt."

He put the reins away. I stood there with the bridal still on my head.

"Look at your own father! Who's fault is that?"

This time I didn't rise to the bait. That statement went a little too far.

"His."

Dex softened his features. He nodded.

"Good, you're still thinking."

"Back down colt."

I sighed and resumed my place. My arms shook hard with the strain. I could feel my chest muscles bunch up with extra blood from the brutal workout.

"Whats the lesson today colt?"

I thought hard for a moment.

**

Aden was obviously processing everything that had happened.

He cocked his head for a second and took a deep breath.

"There is no herd without structure. Without knowing your place within the herd, there is no way you can help the herd. I am not the herd leader, that much I know, that is you. I need to seek my own place within the herd and decide what role I should have. I need to be sure to keep my pride in check. An overly prideful stallion...er...colt....is one who does not really know his place."

I smiled weakly.

Well at least this is progress.

"Good colt. Now....leave the bridal on. Two days remember? To just remind you. Don't let it get to your head though. You aren't a "Golden Boy" yet."

I made the dreaded quotation marks in the air.

I pulled a book out of my bag and leaned in under the shelter of some wood where it would stay dry.

"Take that home. Read it. Learn it. I expect your help in this. Oh, and about that...."

I pointed to his flagging hardon.

"No cumming. At all. No touching, no jacking, nothing. Two days."

That got his attention.

"But....yes..."

I raised an eyebrow at him, challenge in my face.

He ducked his head again.

"Um...yes leader."

"Fifteen minutes colt. Think about it."

I nodded.

"Oh, and one more thing."

I looked him in the eye. He smirked.

"Go commando for the next two days too."

**

Fuck! Why does he always have to be right. This hurts. Physically this time. My chest is so sore and burning I'm about to collapse into the mud. I'm wondering if coach has left the showers open late. There was supposed to be some type of sport activity practice coming up today. Its one thing going home soaked and a bridal on your head, it's another when you're also very weak in the arms and covered in mud.

And going commando? Does he have any idea how hard that is going to be? Ok, yes, I see why he's having me do it though. I'll be on display. I think he realizes I don't like being teased about my cock. Yes its big. All well and good. A lot of people think its awesome to be an equine or to have a huge cock.

It's a fucking pain in the ass in reality. People stare. They laugh. They make inappropriate jokes. When I went through puberty I got called all sorts of names. Now I have to face that again.

And it's going to wound my pride.

See? I do use my brain.

Idiot.

Sorry sorry.....I'm scared and a little frightened. It's bringing some not good qualities out in me.

**

Luckily the showers were still open. I'd managed to get the mud off of me, and jogged home. Dad's cruiser sat in the driveway. I opened the door and shook my mane on the carpet. I'd also noticed dad had left a towel by the door.

I dried my head off.

"Son?"

"Yes, it's me dad."

I watched him emerge from the kitchen in his own jeans and t-shirt that stretched across his broad chest, beer in hand. He only had the barest of paunch starting. He glared at the bridal on my head, but said nothing about it.

"How was school?"

"Fine."

"Want a beer?"

I caught the sneer I was about to give just in time. "No thanks, I'm fine."

"Son....what is going on?"

"Nothing dad."

I shook my mane a bit as I toweled off. I watched my dad.

"Bullshit. You're wearing a fucking bridal and you're worried about how you treat people. And you're not going to join your old man for a beer?"

Something snapped in me a bit. I couldn't help it. This was all his fault.

"Ok Dad, you want to know what is going on? Fine. I'm wearing this fucking bridal because you let me do whatever you want. I realized, and was told by a good friend, that I'm a fucking asshole. In addition he suggested I wear it to remind myself when I've been a total jerk."

I watched him splutter for a second and continued.

"Whats more Dad, if you're so pissed about it, maybe that means you should THINK about it. You let me do anything I wanted. You gave me porn, you gave me beer. Did you ever think that was good for me? No Dad it wasn't. It was fucking bad. I'm an asshole because of you."

I almost regretted it as soon as I said it.

But I really didn't.

He looked like he was going to blow his stack.

Then he lowered his ears.

"You're right son."

"Damned right I am!"

Oops....dammit too far....

He glared at me, but said nothing as he pushed past me into his den. I stomped upstairs.

I pulled the book out of my backpack. I hadn't had a chance to even look at it before I shoved it in here. I almost burst out laughing.

"The Contented Horse."

There was a picture of a horse grazing in a field.

It was an awfully thick book and was going to add a lot of work to my schedule. I sighed. You never disappoint the herd leader.

Hrm, Chapter One, Basic Equine Behavior.

**