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[Companions Chapter 04]

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WARNING! The following text contains explicit adult subject matter. It is not intended for anyone under the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18, then you must stop reading now. The author has taken steps to ensure that this story does not appear in any subject-inappropriate or age-inapropriate forum. This version has been posted with the author's permission to Yiffstar.com.

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* _COMPANIONS_

* by Evoquus

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* (c) Copyright 2002, Evoquus, All rights reserved.

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Rating: NC-17 for explicit sex: M/M, Human-Stallion, Anal, Oral, Rimming

Chapter 04: The Link

The next morning I awoke with the songbirds and the sunrise, never feeling happier or more carefree. Next to me, the large muscular ribcage of my equine Companion raised and lowered with the rhythm of peaceful slumber. I snuggled up to his belly to bask in the warmth of my soul mate, who stirred briefly to stretch a hoof and change position, but gravity always slowly returned his legs to the same place as before. He still gleamed in the morning sunshine from yesterday's grooming, and I couldn't help but press my nose into his side and revel in his delicate sweet scent. When he was dirty, this smell was overpowered by that of his grunge. Only now, could his true aroma be sampled by my "undiscerning nose" as he would put it. It fired off nerves in my brain that had, until now, been entirely dormant. Nerves that must connect directly to my bliss center, because that was the only emotion around for miles. I would have to keep him clean to keep getting this high, but what a delightful problem to have.

"Good morning," he said to me, his voice deep and soothing like that of a smooth FM radio host. He was looking at me with those gorgeous black eyes.

"If you're the first thing I see in the morning, then it can't be anything but," I gushed, kissing his ribs.

"Did you sleep okay? How are you recovering?" he asked.

"Aside from your occasional snoring, I slept fine and I think I feel fine, too. Perhaps just a hint of a stomach cramp, but maybe I'm just hungry. You?"

"I have not slept so well in a thousand years. And I had a new vision last night, which was a rare treat. Usually my dreams are recycled."

"Rovaun," I scolded, "I thought we weren't going to let your dreams run our lives anymore."

"I don't think you'll mind following the path that this dream laid out. Basically you bury your head up to your neck in my ass and dine on my prostate for several hours."

"Oooh! I do like the sound of that. Does this happen the next time we're intimate?"

"No, this particular dream was situated sometime in the near future. I cannot pinpoint the exact number, but I would estimate somewhere between our 4000th and 5000th time."

"Hoo-wee! I take back all the bad things I said about destiny. Five thousand! My goodness, we'd better get started. Time for breakfast!" I turned around and wedged myself between his hind legs. Huevos rancheros were on the menu today. "How do you like your eggs, poached or scrambled?"

"This early in the morning, you'd better make them over easy."

"Fair enough." I took it slow and easy on him, kissing and licking his balls tenderly, just like he ordered them. He sighed and whickered while I worked him over. I don't think I was making him particularly horny, it was still too early for that, but there was no question that he enjoyed the attention I was giving him, probably because he could tell I was having so much fun. They still had a strong musk, despite the thorough cleaning I had given them yesterday. And inside, they manufactured a mysterious elixir of life. An elixir that was changing me. I considered pinching myself to see if this was really happening, then thought it best not to. How depressing it would be to wake up and discover that I really didn't have a willing stallion's balls in my mouth. These magnificent black leathery pearls - I would never tire of them. And I would only abandon them if something better came along.

"Eggs are up," I said. "How 'bout a big ass serving of tongue?"

"Mm, mmmmm," he sighed, very pleased to let me do all the work.

I pulled myself farther through his legs, then ran my tongue from the tip of his balls all the way up his crack until it hit paydirt. As with his balls, I worked him gently here, making love to his hole, not tongue-raping it like I had done yesterday. I swirled around the outside and kissed him with an open mouth, just as if his anus were the lips of a beautiful woman. Then teased the center open and wriggled inside for warmth. He exhaled deep sighs, lost in horsey bliss while I made tender love to his ass. It quivered and spasmed subtly as my tongue hit just the right combination of nerves inside his ring. I reached down to massage his sheath at the same time, and was pleasantly surprised to feel that part of him also beginning to wake from its slumber.

"You know that my dick is going in here next, right?" I said.

"Yes, I am well aware of that," he purred. "In fact, I insist."

My tongue went back in to deposit some more lube, and also because it just seemed that if it wasn't going to be in my mouth, then it naturally belonged in his rectum. Unfortunately, I had failed to relieve my bladder before diving into the morning's activities, and though giving him a golden enema would undoubtedly occur in the near future, it didn't seem appropriate at the moment. So I gave him a quick "back in a minute" peck on his pucker and excused myself to go outside.

I didn't bother hiking to the outhouse because it was such a nice morning and I felt like peeing into the grass just like an equine, plus it's always so hard to aim at a hole when pissing through a hard-on. So I stood in all my naked glory out in the field with my hands stretched behind my head while I watered the grass like a swiveling sprinkler.

"My, aren't you a virile little thing," said a low, sultry female voice in my head.

Startled, I turned to see a black mare watching me from around the corner of the barn. Instinctively, my bladder retreated, painfully cutting off the flow, which then dribbled down my legs. Faint giggling seemed to ring in my head.

"Rovaun," I said nervously, not taking my eyes off the mare. "I think you'd better get out here."

"Rovaun is here?" said the new voice. "How delicious."

After a few awkward moments, the stallion emerged from the barn. When he caught sight of the mare, he let loose a sudden angry whinny.

"What are you doing here!?"

"I sensed you were in the neighborhood, Darling," she said nonchalantly, then looked at me. "And I should ask you the very same thing." Her tone carried a strong hint of wrongdoing on someone's part. Was it intended for me or him?

"He is none of your business!" Rovaun shouted.

"I think it is very much my business when my mate goes cavorting behind my back... especially with a human."

That last emphasis sounded particularly ominous.

"Rovaun," I said, getting the attention of both equines, "Who is this... horse?"

"And he can commune with us. Isn't that interesting," she said with a voice that seduced like a black widow, and a gaze that was just as deadly. "VERY interesting... Aren't you going to introduce me to your new friend, Lover?"

"You are not worthy of an introduction!" he snorted. "You are not welcome here. Leave at once!"

"Oh don't get yourself all in a lather. You'll spoil that nice clean coat of yours." She turned to me. "Did you do that for him? Verrry nice job. You can DO ME, next."

Rovaun charged the mare. "STAY AWAY FROM HIM!" The two horses reared up to do battle, but the mare quickly backed off.

"All right, all right," she said in mock surrender. "I just came by to tell you that your idiot progeny managed to get himself captured by ranchers again."

"Bouceph is here as well?" Rovaun said, still agitated and now concerned. "Where is he?"

"Just a mile or two down the road. He shouldn't be hard to find. You can practically smell his filthy hide from here. I would have rescued him myself, but you're so much better at it than I am, my dearest" she said, as insincerely as one could be.

Rovaun turned to me. "I will be right back. This is not what it looks like. I will explain when I return. Go inside and do not come out until I get back. Your life will depend on that. Do you understand?"

"Yes," I said, fuming. "I understand, perfectly." I went inside, swimming in rage. Rovaun gave the mare a look that would kill if it could, then galloped off down the road.

The path of my destiny just turned ninety degrees due south. What was once "Wheel of Fortune" now turned into "Family Feud." Everything I knew was wrong. I had to rerun the previous day's dialog through my head to reassess what was truth and what was fiction. I suppose I had just assumed he was the only one of his kind, he never actually said that himself. And he had asked me if I already had a companion, but I never asked HIM that. Still, they were lies of omission, no question! What else had he neglected to tell me? I knew this was going to be nothing but heartache. It's not the first time I had my tongue up a guy's ass when his wife showed up. Damn it! Nothing ever changes.

The mare stood outside the barn, daintily dining on a couple of shoots while humming a cheery little tune. She wasn't really eating a meal. What was she up to? She was Rovaun's mate... No, more like an ex. His hatred of her was clearly evident. But they also had a son. That made me a horse's step dad! Shit, this was getting complicated. What are my options now? Could I just walk away from it all? Do I even want to? My transformation would forever bind me to him, he said, and it started yesterday with several weeks to go. What the hell did that mean? Could I survive in the world only "partially transformed"? Shit! Shit! SHIT!!!

The mare curled her front legs underneath, lowered her hind legs, and set down on the grass. She looked like a big black swan swimming on a brilliant green lake. She continued humming and picking at a blade here and there.

"You can come out, dear, I won't bite," she said, when she caught me watching her through the window.

"I'm not supposed to talk to strange horses," I said through it.

"I swear to Hipponaur that I will not move from this spot until Rovaun returns. So you see - you're perfectly safe. Don't be rude. Come on out and chat with me for a bit."

She was trouble and this was a trap, every instinct told me. But I was so mad and felt so betrayed, that I didn't care, and it would be nice to hear her side of the story. I knew in my gut that she was probably a bigger liar than Rovaun, but at least I would have something to take with my grains of salt.

I opened the door and peeked out. "Rovaun made it clear that you're dangerous," I said, explaining my caution.

"Oh, he's such a blowhard! Why would I want to hurt such an adorable thing as yourself."

"Jealousy comes to mind."

"Yes, I suppose, if I had a jealous bone in my body. But really, dear, I've already given you my word."

"And that word is 'Hipponaur,' whatever that means."

She looked at me, aghast. "Rovaun hasn't told you ANYTHING about himself, has he! You poor confused little thing. Come on out and I'll clue you in on all of the details."

I did need to know the details, and if she made a move on me, I was sure I could be inside the barn before she got to her feet. So I cautiously stepped outside, forgetting that I was still completely without clothing.

"You humans are so cute when you're nude," she giggled. I covered myself with my hands. "We haven't been properly introduced. I am Zhorelle."

"I... how do you do. Please tell me about Rovaun," I said, volunteering as little as possible.

"He is Hipponaur, like myself - a very naughty Hipponaur, by the looks of it. Have you completely bonded with him?"

"I don't know what that means." That was only half a lie.

"Let's start at the beginning, then. Have you mated with him?"

"I don't think I should be telling you anything that will get Rovaun into trouble."

"My dear, he is well beyond that point. Voluntarily being in the mere presence of a human is a serious violation of Hipponaur law. Communing with one is many times more serious than that, on par with treason, I believe. And mating with one... well, that crime is practically equivalent to mass murder. It simply doesn't happen."

"That is so absurd that it is patently false," I said. "I see no point in further 'communing' with you. Good day." I turned to go back inside.

"Your secret is safe with me. I have no desire to see the big lummox exiled or executed. I just miss him, that's all." She began to sulk. "And I thought that maybe if you two had not begun bonding then maybe it really wasn't that serious and maybe I still might have a chance at reconciliation."

Against my better judgment, I felt she deserved an answer. "Yes," I said very matter-of-factly. "We have mated. Our relationship is solid. I think you had better move on."

"Oh, well. That is that," she sighed, seemingly resigned. "You're lucky to be alive, you know. Not many humans can survive a Hipponaur stallion's lust.... In fact, I believe you are the only one so far."

That was another thing I found difficult to believe, yet that particular factoid seemed to carry her interest.

"And I'll bet you enjoyed it," she said, as if sharing a confidence with a girlfriend. "He is a bit of a brute, isn't he."

A high pitched whine began to build in my head, like a room full of old TVs. I couldn't tell where it was coming from and it started to make my head throb. The mare turned her head to her hind quarters, trying to bite an itch, but couldn't reach it.

"Oh damn these pesky fleas! Could you be a dear and scratch my croup for me. I'd do it myself, but I already gave you my word that I would not move from this spot."

I hesitated, but the whine grew louder in my head, clouding my judgment.

"You needn't worry. I guarantee my hooves will remain firmly planted on the ground. You have my word, remember?"

Yes... she gave me her word... I think... what is that sound! My eardrums are popping!!

"Hurry, dear, I'm in agony."

I staggered over to her and started raking my hands over her back.

"Mmm, that's nice," she said. "A little lower please."

I moved down to her rump, aware of her hind legs, but unable to think straight. As I continued to scratch, her tail lifted up, and the whine became unbearable. Her rump rose up several inches, and I just had to look. I couldn't stop myself. I didn't want to stop myself. I had to see. I pulled myself around, and there it was - her glistening cunt. It was wet and winking at me, calling me. Before I knew it, my mouth was pressed into it, and then I began to change. I felt myself growing, becoming massive. My face stretched forward, my spine bent over, my fingers and toes merged into solid bricks, my hind legs grew into thick muscular catapults, and my tail sliced the air like a swordsman's foil. I was powerful, virile, and bestial, and there was that delicious cunt in front of me!

I've got to smell your cunt. I've got to smell it. Ohh, it smells so sweet. Are you in heat? Are you?

"Perhaps this will help." She squirted piss on my face. My lips instinctively curled.

Uurrrnnhh! You ARE in heat... mMMRROUUGH!! I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck you right now! I'm putting my dick in. It's so wet and HOT in there! I'm shoving it in! I'm all the way in. My cock is all the way in your hot cunt! I'm plowing you now! My balls are slapping your ass. I can feel your clit on my cock. You're rubbing it into my cock. Oh I'm gonna cum. I'm cumming. I'm cumming NOW... rrRRRAAAAAAUUUGHHHHHH!!!!! My balls are draining into you. It must be gallons!! Ohhh, what a fucking awesome orgasm!"

"That was fast... as usual."

[Vlip] What was that? I'm still horny. You're so HOT. I want to smell your cunt. Let me smell your cunt. Mmmmm, are you in heat? Are you? Give me some piss. [Squirt] Ooohhhrrnnhh! You ARE in heat... mMMRROUUGgggghh!! I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck that delicious cunt of yours. I'm shoving it in now. I'm shoving my horsedick in. It's all the way in. All the way in up to my balls. I'm thrusting. I love the way your cunt feels. You like my horsedick, too. I can feel your clit. You're pushing your clit into me. I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum! I'm cumming... nnnnrrRRRAAAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!! I'm emptying into you, buckets of horsecum into your sweet twat. Oohh I love cumming in you. [Vlip] I'm still hard as a rock and horny as ever. Let me smell your cunt.

"My, what stamina you have. Shall we go for three?"

Mmmm, I love the smell of your cunt. Are you in heat now? Are you in heat? [Spritz] Urrmmmmph! You ARE!!... nnNNGGRRAUUGggggh! I'm going to fuck you. I've got to fuck that beautiful cunt. I'm putting it in. I'm in. I'm all the way in. Now I'm thrusting. I love this! I love you. I love fucking you. I love continually fucking you. [Wheeze] I'm getting short of breath. I'm gonna cum! I'm cumming... nrrRRRAAAUUUHHH!!!! I'm emptying into you - still feels like tankers of horsecum into you. Oohh I love cumming in you. Time for the vlip. [Vlip] I'm so horny. Let me smell your cunt.

"Kind of seems like diminishing returns from here."

Oooh, your cunt smells so good. Are you in heat now? Give me some piss. [Spurt] Rrrmph! You ARE in heat... nnNNRAUUGggh! I'm going to fuck you again. [Wheeze] After I fuck you, I'll take a break. [Gasp] My dick's in. I'm thrusting. [Wheeze, gasp] I love you, Zhorelle. [Wheeze] Promise me you'll never leave me. [Cough] I'm cumming. [Wheeze] I'm cumming again. [Gasp] I'm cumming... nrrRRRAAAUUUHHH!!!! I'm blasting more gallons into you again. [Cough] Where's it all coming from? [Gasp] I don't care! [Vlip] I need a break. [Gasp] Just a quick break. [Wheeze] Just let me smell your cunt once more. [Cough] I love the smell of your cunt. [Squirt] Uuurrrmmmm, you're in heat. [Wheeze] I've got to fuck you just once more... [Cough, hack] Just let me pull myself up... [Hack, gasp] and climb back on top. [Wheeze, cough, gasp] I love you. [Puff, gasp] I'm still so horny for you. [Wheeze, hack, cough] Just one more fuck... [Hack, gasp] Just one more fuck...

The sound of galloping hoofbeats approached from the distance. The mare's ears turned toward their direction. I was just completing orgasm seventeen.

"Party's over, Lover, time to go."

Instantly, like a thrown circuit breaker, the reverberating whine and insatiable lust snapped off. I fell onto my back gasping for air, devoting every microwatt of energy left in my being to remaining conscious and keeping my lungs pumping. If I had passed out now, I would certainly have stopped breathing. The mare jumped to her feet and bolted down the canyon, away from the approaching horse. Rovaun turned to give chase, then noticed me prostrate on the ground and galloped to my side.

"Are you injured?"

I couldn't respond, I still had too much oxygen to replace. He noticed the slime caking my groin, and sniffed it. Then, suppressing the urge to flehmen, he whinnied in fury instead, and dug his hooves into the earth, tearing it open and imagining it was the flesh of the black mare that he ripped from her bones. "I will kill her the next time I see her whether it is my destiny or NOT!!" He looked at me intently. "Did you mate with her!" he asked, more as a statement than a question.

I continued to gasp, but could feel myself slowly winning the battle. "I'm sorry," I managed to say between intakes. "Please [gasp] forgive me."

He reared up again, screaming ferociously, then galloped down the meadow following the mare's escape route.

I lay paralyzed in the grass, recovering from my ordeal, and feeling so ashamed of my own betrayal. I now understood the danger Rovaun had warned me about, but I didn't understand what or how it had happened. I had always thought that getting fucked to death would be a great way to go. It turned out I was right. If Rovaun had arrived just ten minutes later, he would have discovered my smiling corpse.

After about thirty minutes of being on my own, Rovaun returned empty-handed. By then I was able to sit up, but what I really needed was to crawl into bed for a week. He snorted at me, then went into the barn, returning with a large water jug in his mouth, which he dropped at my feet.

"Please bathe yourself," he commanded. "I cannot bear to smell her stench on you. Use soap. Preferably lye."

He headed far down the meadow and then slowed to graze. Angry and hungry again - that was a mood I seemed to bring out in him often. I deserved his anger this time, so the least I could do was honor his request.

I was sticky with sweat, mare piss, and gism. How much of it had been real? Did I really morph into a horse? It sure felt like it at the time, but not now. I scooped up some of the funk in my groin and sniffed it cautiously, in case there were any lasting effects of the love potion. It was skanky, but otherwise did nothing for me. It certainly didn't make me want to fuck myself to death. Now if it had smelled like Rovaun's balls, that might have been a different matter.

Though I could barely lift my own arms, let alone a gallon of water, I still managed to scrub myself down, rinsing away all traces of my tryst with the mare. It felt good to wash her off me, as if my soul could now start to heal.

I hobbled to the barn to dry off and put on some clothes. I wanted to apologize, but was still too ashamed to face him, so I just sat in the chair with my head in my hands. After a while, a warm, fuzzy nose kissed the back of my neck, and a soft whicker sung a forgiving melody.

"I'm so sorry," I said, without looking up. "I don't know how it happened."

"It's my fault," he said gently. "I was aware of the danger. I should never have left you alone with that spiteful slut. Some day she will burn."

"Were you able to rescue your son?"

He was uncomfortable for a moment, realizing that he now owed me a considerable explanation. For now, he admitted that he had been duped by the mare. It was simply a trick to get him to leave me alone with her.

"Rovaun," I said, beginning my cathartic confession. "It was incredible. I somehow became a horse - a stallion. And all I wanted to do, was sniff her and fuck her and sniff her and fuck her, over and over again. I would have fucked myself into a coronary if you hadn't shown up. You saved my life."

I brought my head up and kissed his cheek in gratitude.

"She raped you. It wasn't your fault."

"It sure felt like I was the one doing the raping."

"She linked with you," he said, "...with your mind. She put a memory in your head and played it like a tape recorder. In your mind, you became a stallion, and that stallion, I'm ashamed to say... was me.

"It was a mindfuck?"

"We are a telepathic race. We can share our thoughts and emotions as well as commune. Somehow she found out that you and I had begun the bonding transformation. She could tune into your thoughts, because she was already familiar with mine. You were vulnerable and she took advantage of that. You had no way to protect yourself. I cannot apologize enough to you, my Companion, for leaving you at her mercy."

"Those were YOUR thoughts and feelings that I experienced?"

"Her memory of them, from many years ago, but yes... essentially, you were in my head for a while."

"Rovaun, your head... is the rawest, must lustful place on this planet! Is that how you felt about ME last night?"

"Last night, I felt a thousand times more lustful for you than I ever did for her, my dear Companion," he said with a twinkle.

"Oh my God! I have a whole new respect for your willpower." I considered him for a moment, then simply could not resist the question. "Rovaun, can you link with me, too?"

"Yes, I am in tune with you."

"Do it, please. I want to be inside your head again, just for a little bit."

He thought for a moment, then I felt the high-pitched whine build in my head again. Then an image appeared. It was of a man, who was caressing my face and scratching my ears. He was gentle and warm, and I felt blessed by his touch. Then words echoed in my head: "My Little Red Pony is close to my heart." And I was overwhelmed with love for him. Then the whine and the image dissipated.

Wow! I got up and hugged and kissed him. "I had no idea how you felt! I love you too, my Companion!!"

He whickered contentedly, taking advantage of my emotional state for the moment, then his conscience got the better of him. "Because your transformation is incomplete," he explained, "you are especially vulnerable to the emotional effects of the link. I appreciate that your comments are made out of sincerity, but you must realize that you are responding to my own emotions, which are not necessarily your own. Eventually you will learn to distinguish the two."

"That may be so, but I still love you. And I don't say that to just anyone."

"And I love you, my Companion."

"Do it again!"

"I think once was enough, for now."

"Oh come on. Just one more. Give me a glimpse of last night. I want to know how you felt when you climaxed inside me."

"Absolutely NOT!" he snorted. "Revealing that could seriously damage your psyche."

"More than the damage Zhorelle just did? I find that hard to believe! Come on, I know how you feel about me. If I knew also how you lust after me during climax, then maybe I can be better prepared the next time we make love."

"I seriously do not recommend this."

"I know you don't, and I absolve you of all responsibility."

He considered this request, and finally relented. "Your mind is strong. The damage will not be permanent. But perhaps you should lay down on the floor," he said. "The shock, though brief, will likely knock you off your feet."

"And knock my socks off, as well, I expect" I did as he asked. I was looking up at him, when the whine flooded my skull. Then strobe lights flashed horrific images of flesh forced through bloody flesh while voices screamed from all sides, "FUCK HIM! FUCK HIS TIGHT HOLE! SPLIT HIM OPEN!!! YYYYEAAHHHH..."

The link lasted only two seconds, but it left me traumatized for much longer. It also left me with the realization that last night, when his dick was inside me, my Companion was possessed by the Devil. I was speechless.

"I should not have shown that to you," he said, regretfully.

It took me a moment to respond. "No... I'm glad you did," I said, slowly recovering from the mayhem by proxy. "That was very enlightening. You've shown me two very different sides of you. And the fact that I am still alive after last night, only confirms that I am completely safe in your arms." I got up and hugged him tightly. He returned the hug with his chin in my back. I loved that so much. I scratched the length of his neck up and down both sides of his mane. He responded with whickering ahhhs.

"Still," I said, "we should treat destiny with respect, not imprudence. Until my transformation is complete, perhaps I should be on top from now on."

"We'll see," he smiled.

He had an amazing and powerful body, which required an even more amazing, powerful and disciplined mind to manage it. Though he wasn't perfect, there was no question that he had a good soul. But for someone who had been around forever, he still had a lot to learn about life and love.

"Companion, today I was raped. Yesterday, I was basically raped, no offense. You know what I would like to do right now?... I'd like to make love."

"Hmm?"

"Not fuck... make love. I'd like to show you the difference. Let's you and me go outside, find a nice comfortable spot, and make love."

"Lead on," he said, intrigued.

I lead him outside and found a shady spot in the grass by the Eucalyptus grove. The wind through the trees made a soothing "shhhhh" that always made me feel at peace. I stripped off my clothes, not wasting any time with a lame strip-tease act, since that wasn't what this was about. Instead, I gave him a kiss and full frontal body hug, pressing my groin into his front leg. "I love you, my Little Red Pony." Those words, never failed to produce an emotional response from him. I would use them sparingly in the future so they wouldn't get stale. "Lie down," I whispered, "on your back."

It was awkward at first, but he complied, ultimately looking like a big dopey dog with his legs curled in the air and head turned to one side to help balance. I straddled him and sat my ass down on his cock pouch, then I massaged his belly and chest with my hands while working his sheath with my ass. I moaned softly with the pleasure of riding him this way. It didn't take long for pressure to build against my hole.

"You like?" I cooed.

"Mmm-hmmmm," he sighed.

I raised up slightly to allow him to escape the confines of his sheath and grow to full length, all the while rubbing my ass along his shaft to encourage him along.

"Let's lube each other up," I said, turning around to wet his cockhead while I let him eat my ass for a bit. His masterful tongue wetly diddled my hole causing me to inhale through clenched teeth. Then I took him into my mouth and liberally coated him with saliva. He was still growing, but I was ready for him. I turned to straddle him again.

"Just relax and let me do all the work," I said. "You might climax, you might not. Either way, I know you'll enjoy it."

"You may not have fully recovered from your injuries from last night," he warned.

"I'm fine," I said. "I need this right now, and so do you."

I leaned forward and positioned his slippery cockhead on my anus, then pushed back and shuddered as he easily and painlessly slid right in passed my sphincter. His seed had indeed made us significantly more compatible.

We both gasped with delight at how good it felt. His eyes started to glaze over with lust, but I put a stop to that. "Companion. Stay with me. Look at me." It seemed to do the trick. He was able to focus simply because I asked him to.

I leaned forward giving him another full body hug and laid motionless on top of him. Another pure moment of bliss to hug him inside as well as outside. With my ear to his chest I could hear his rock-steady heartbeat. It was so soothing and comfortable that I just wanted to sleep like this. Maybe later.

I rested my chin on his chest. "Kiss me." With little effort, he lifted his head and pressed his lips to mine. Our tongues embraced tenderly for a minute, then I sat up and looked seductively into his eyes while slowly rocking back and forth on his cock. The penetration wasn't deep, maybe ranging five to eight inches into me, but the lover's gaze, sexy undulation, and whisper in the trees did the trick. I felt the pressure inside me build again, as his glans fattened with blood. Since he was in control, there was no danger of rupture. Once the pressure maxed out, I rode his cock a little faster and clenched my ass. In a few seconds, with no fanfare or equine screams of ecstasy, I felt my bowels fill again with his wonderfully warm essence.

"Ohhh yesss," I said, closing my eyes and milking his cock.

"Mmmmmmm..." was the only thing he had to say.

There were no shooting stars for me this time. Just the contented bliss of afterglow. I laid down on him to listen to the rhythm of his heart again. It was perceptively faster than before, but not by much.

"I know that was not the most intense orgasm of your life," I said, "but I'll bet it was the best... so far."

He whickered softly. "I am truly humbled. Thank you, my Companion."

"My pleasure. Mind if I nap here for a bit?" I asked, dreamily.

"I'll join you."

I never imagined I could be so comfortable on such a lumpy bed and with a melon in my ass, but I was asleep before my eyes closed.

[End of _COMPANIONS_ Chapter 04: The Link]

[Next in series: Chapter 05: Mourne's Prophecy]