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Adharc's outings to the city were mere stock-ups. He bought weekly or monthly supplies of anything and everything then reclusively disappeared into his sprawling ranch property again. The rhino was so predictable in that regard that nobody whom recognized him bothered to ask how his day was.

The rhinoceros stopped by the book store last on his trip. He loved to have a few books to read when TV was dull and sex was not on his mind, uncommon though the latter circumstance was. Most every employee in the store knew who he was and dispensed only with the most banal of small talk, but not the foxcoon named Desmond. He was a new hire and he took a conspicuous shine to the rhino. But with a needful mare lingering about his ranch and his time often spent taking care of her, Adharc never expected to fall in love, and neither did he really want to.

"Hello there," Desmond said, slinking close to the rhino with a swish of his banded tail. "Need help finding anything?"

"Nah, I'm all right," Adharc smiled, glancing at Desmond sideways. His glance turned into the prolonged stare of a blatant assessment. "Nice hair," he said. "I've always liked blondes." Adharc was a blonde himself, but his hair was nowhere near as long or silky as Desmond's. He silently admired the twink's locks.

"Thank you," grinned Desmond, sliding his fingers down through his hair. "I can't help but notice you're looking at equestrian books - might I help out?"

Adharc was impressed. "You're familiar with horses?"

"Oh, aren't all foxes?" Desmond lowly teased. Adharc enjoyed a laugh but found he was blushing too. "I happen to moonlight as a horse groomer, and all that that entails. If you're looking for help with a specific aspect of the field, I might recommend some books."

"I'm just looking for something all-purpose. Kind of a horse owner's manual, if you will," Adharc explained.

Desmond nodded sedately and ran his finger along the spines on the shelf. Finally he plucked one book out and presented it to the rhinoceros. It was massive as a dictionary and roughly as exhaustive in regards to all things equine. "This should be just what you need, sir."

"Please, call me Adharc," he smiled, taking the heavy book. "Or Addy."

"Adharc is a nice name," the foxcoon purred. "Oh, I'm Desmond, if you want to be on a first-name basis."

"Desmond! That's really cute," gushed Adharc. Realizing what he was saying, he cracked a smile and leaned close to Desmond. "I'm not making you uncomfortable, am I?"

Desmond's own smile was wry but charming. "Not in the least. Would you care to see me after work?"

The rhino blinked, but grinned contritely. "I'm actually heading back to my ranch. It's wa-a-ay out there."

"Oh, I see," Desmond said, hiding his disappointment. "Maybe I'll see you again sometime, Addy," he remarked with a wink before walking around the corner.

Aw, god, and Gwen's finally all warmed up to me, Adharc chided himself when he followed after the foxcoon. Spotting the twink at the end of the aisle, Adharc called, "Hey, Desmond? When do you get off?"

The fox turned around with a smile.

A fruitful relationship budded between the fox and rhinoceros whose outings to the city began occurring nearly every other day. They contrasted each other neatly in the size of their bodies and their personalities. Desmond was coy yet bold in his clever ways, and he brought shy Adharc out of his shell. They shared dinners and saw movies, often smooching in the theater long enough for the petting to turn heavy and the movie to be abandoned in favor of Desmond's apartment.

Adharc was physical with Desmond the evening of their first date. That night after a casual fast food dinner and a mild discussion of most things equine, Desmond took Adharc back to his apartment and went down on the rhino. It was simple as that and completely one-sided, but the afterglow Adharc felt was a sensation he happily shared with Desmond. They cuddled well into the night. Adharc felt no guilt, knowing Gwen ran free and could tend to her own needs.

But despite her self-sufficiency, Gwen was not happy with this development. Whenever Adharc returned to the ranch after a day with Desmond, the mare nipped and pouted. She alternately shunned his advances and demanded ravagings most thorough, feeling satisfaction only from the angriest sex imaginable. Adharc did his best to accommodate her but his thoughts were often on Desmond. When the two young lovers talked on the phone, Adharc sitting out on the porch with his phone to his cheek and a smile on his face, the horse smoldered. After so much time on her own only to suddenly become Adharc's plaything, she felt a sense of ownership concerning the rhino.

A month to the day of their first meeting, Desmond sat before Adharc at the tail-end of a messy dinner. He pushed away his plate covered with carefully-gnawed rib bones and smears of barbecue sauce. There wasn't a drop of the sauce on Desmond's face. Adharc was nowhere near as graceful with his food and the twink reached across to wipe his snout.

"Thanks," Adharc chuckled. "You're acting more like my mom than my boyfriend, though."

"I don't want everybody to know I date a slob," Desmond smirked. Adharc smirked right back.

"Are we going back to your place tonight, cutie?" the rhino asked as he rubbed Desmond's paw in his own dense hand.

"Actually, about that," Desmond chuckled. Adharc's expression firmed up. "When do I get to see this ranch of yours? And I'd like to meet this Gwen you told me about, she sounds like a well-behaved girl."

She'll probably try to bite your ear off if you show up with me, thought Adharc with a rueful smile. "Uh, come on, you don't wanna see my ranch. It's not that nice."

"I bet it's a fun change of pace. Be a good excuse to get out of my one-room dump of an apartment," Desmond remarked. "What do you say?"

Adharc sighed long and low, rubbing the back of Desmond's paw with his thumb. "All right, all right, but," he enigmatically added, "you have to promise you won't think I'm weird once you get there."

"No weirder than you already are," Desmond winked. "Let's get out of here, I could go for a little alone time."

It was after sunset when Adharc pulled up to the ranch house. He killed the engine and got out wordlessly with Desmond. The fox stared at the distant lights of the city in reserved awe.

Pressing up against Desmond's back, Adharc lay his chin between the twink's ears and embraced him. The feeling of Desmond's fluffy warmth against his body made him smile and spurred memories of recent nights spent tangled up in lewd knots. "It's pretty out here, isn't it? Nobody to bother us."

"Yeah," Desmond murmured. He reached up and rubbed the sides of Adharc's snout, then over his horn. The rhinoceros snorted gently. "All right, so you're my host," he chuckled. "Entertain me."

"Entertain you?" Adharc scoffed. "You're so needy! Having a boyfriend is like having a pet."

"I'll show you the meaning of needy, buddy," Desmond was scoffing back when Gwen stepped around the truck. Her eyes simmered with jealousy, their hue appropriately green.

"Oh, is this the lovely lady?" Desmond chuckled, easing off of Adharc.

"Hey, no, wait a second," Adharc puffed, following closely and setting his hand on the fox's shoulder.

Gwen closed the gap along with Desmond as if to greet him, yet when Desmond reached for her snout, she snorted and snapped at his fingers. He quickly withdrew them.

"Kinda feisty, huh?" Desmond groused.

Adharc looked over Desmond's shoulder at Gwen with a pleading expression. The mare glanced into his eyes, then huffed and turned away. "Gwen is a bit, ah, possessive of me," Adharc admitted. "Thinks she owns me."

"I've seen horses act like that before," Desmond said sympathetically. "It's not unusual. She'll warm up to me, and if not, then I guess we can at least tolerate each other."

The rhino chuckled lamely. "You're awfully optimistic. But I guess she didn't really like me at first, either..."

Desmond turned to face Adharc and they shared a gentle nuzzle followed by a kiss. As this deepened and their eyes closed, Gwen gained a devious glint in her eye and a smirk to match. She crept closer, moving all but silently in the downtrodden grass near the ranch, and when she was close to the boys, she bit Desmond's ear. He shrieked and flinched away from Adharc then reached up to cup his wet, but unharmed ear.

It took the rhino a moment to figure out what had happened, but when he pieced it all together, he scowled. "Gwen, no! Cut that out! He's only gonna be here for tonight!"

Once he confirmed that his ear was intact, Desmond pressed into Adharc's flank. "It's fine, it's--, really, it's fine," he sighed. "I'd bite somebody over you, too. See, we already have something in common."

Adharc had a little laugh, then said to Gwen, "Please be nice, won't you? I promise, I'm not replacing you."

The lovers went inside, but Adharc cast one final glance back at Gwen whom stood grumpily in the moonlight. She galloped away to roam the property, as she often did when Adharc did not keep her occupied.

"You said this place wasn't all that nice," Desmond smirked, looking around Adharc's ranch house. The den alone was more expansive than Desmond's apartment. "Are these floors real wood? Nice bookshelf... And this entertainment center, wow. This furniture's gotta be worth a fortune, what do you do for a living?"

"Odd jobs," Adharc said rather shamefully. "And, ah, inheritance That does wonders."

Desmond laughed. "The most I got when my dad bit it was a letter from my uncle asking for the money my old man owed him." He took to the sofa, then patted a spot beside himself. "Sit with me."

With a smile, Adharc joined Desmond. The foxcoon at once snuggled up closely and they shared a gentle kiss. It deepened only briefly when Desmond swabbed his tongue across the rhino's lips. Adharc made the effort to lick back, but Desmond was a skilled tease. He ground his muzzle into the crook of Adharc's neck and shoulder, then asked, "How long have you had that mare?"

Taken aback, Adharc blurted, "A couple months, um--, why?"

Chuckling, Desmond said, "Because she's insanely protective. I'd expect that after a few years, but not months. You must be some kind of whisperer."

Adharc laughed bashfully. "She and I, ah," he sighed, "we just have a thing for each other."

"A thing," Desmond dryly said. "What kind of thing? I grew up on a farm, I know a-a-all about horses," he winked.

Oh my god, Adharc thought, his expression stiffening and eyes widening, he's onto me.

A few moments of awkward silence came and went, then Desmond grinned with a wicked edge. "Addy, you dog!"

"Whuh-what?" Adharc bleated, forcing on a lame, crooked smile. "Wha-a-at?"

"Oh my god!" Desmond shrieked with laughter, shoving off the couch and into a small start across the den. He pivoted on his foot and pointed at Adharc with his huge, toothy grin wider than ever before. "You fucked her!"

The rhinoceros looked into Desmond's emerald eyes as if to challenge the fox, but he ultimately looked away and cracked a tiny, guilty smirk. "Yeah. I fucked her."

Desmond laughed like a hyena, but when the giggling died down and the rhinoceros was thoroughly embarrassed, Desmond straddled his lap and asked with a wide smile, "Was she good?"

"Are you for real?" Adharc chuckled. "You were just busting my chops."

"Only because it's too perfect," Desmond said with a little hoot of laughter. He smooched the rhino's cheek and said, "Addy, honey, you have no idea what a relief it is to find another one."

"Another one?" the rhino asked, before recognition flashed in his eyes. "Oh, wow. Gosh, Desmond," he grinned.

Desmond grinned back. "I told you I knew a lot about horses. I wasn't lying." He trailed his fingers gently down Adharc's sides, then asked again, "How was she?"

"Mmm... Incredible," Adharc sighed. "The first time was a little bumpy. But we got better at it. Soon she even started coming to me for it."

"So all this time I've had your cock in my mouth, it's been in that horse too," Desmond mused. "That's really fucking hot."

"I always wash it afterward," the rhinoceros laughed.

"Next time, don't," Desmond spoke with a sultry growl.

Letting a smile creep across his face, Adharc said to his twinkish lover, "Let me see if I can talk her into a threesome in the morning."

"I'd love that," Desmond cooed. "But tonight, baby," he grinned, "you're all mine, and I'mma ride you like a fucking cowboy."

Given a spur by the notion of Gwen and Desmond together, Adharc was nearly violent in his time with Desmond. He commandeered the twink's bouncing into something rougher and nastier, and when the yowling foxcoon couldn't bounce hard enough to pleasure his man just right, Adharc pinned him to the hardwood floor and nailed him for everything he was worth. When they were finished, Adharc collected the fox and took him to bed. They slept soundly in total satisfaction.

Adharc expected to and did rise before his boyfriend. The rhinoceros always woke just before the sun; but soft, city-living Desmond needed an hour or two longer.

Following a short morning routine, Adharc demonstrated one of the benefits of country living when he stepped outside nude. "Gwen?" he called, walking around the ranch house. He checked the horse pen, but Gwen wasn't there. Instead he found her brooding around the truck. She looked at him bitterly.

"There you are," he gently said, walking closer. "C'mere..."

Gwen reluctantly met Adharc but bumped her nose to his, then licked his lips and turned her eyes away from him.

"Desmond is good people, I promise," Adharc cooed, rubbing through Gwen's mane with his thick fingers. He kissed the side of her head and patted her muscular breast. "He's like me. You'll love him like you love me."

"Will she?" Desmond asked from the porch. He yawned big and wide. "I'm not used to being up this early, I don't even have my morning wood yet."

Adharc and Gwen both fixed their eyes on Desmond. The mare seemed uninterested, but Adharc grinned. "You didn't have to get dressed, you know."

With a shrug, Desmond slipped off his shirt and set it over the railing. He left his briefs on for the moment. "City folk habits," he tiredly smiled. "Should I come on over or is she gonna try to bite my face off again?"

"She'll give you a chance," Adharc firmly said, nudging the mare's neck. "Right?"

Gwen snuffled as if to laugh at the notion, yet she fluttered her eyelashes at Desmond. Well, come here, the gesture said.

Desmond palmed the railing of the porch for a moment, staring Gwen down and swishing his long, banded tail. He slipped down his briefs and left them on the porch then descended the steps, keeping his eyes on the mare all the way up to her. He walked with a subtle limp and kept his behind clenched.

"Please try not to bite my fingers off," Desmond smiled, reaching for Gwen's snout slowly. She allowed him to touch her but abruptly bumped her nose into his forehead. After a grunt, Desmond said, "Hello to you too."

"See, he's nice," Adharc said, petting along her cow-patterned body. "And if you're gonna be a good girl to him, then you deserve a reward."

Gwen paid Adharc and his roaming hands no mind even as he found the dark flesh of her hindquarters. She nuzzled into Desmond's comparatively little snout and emitted a gentle rumble. As he stroked her head and rubbed through her mane, she swished her tail in Adharc's face.

"Pretty girl," Desmond cooed. "I don't think I'd mind being in a triangle with you," he chuckled. "Are you gonna let me get to the fun parts or do I have to keep smooching you?"

"It'd be pretty hot if you two made out," Adharc teased, thumbing the thick folds of Gwen's muff.

Desmond looked at Gwen consideringly, but finally shook his head. "Maybe some other time, I only kiss dogs like that."

Gwen nipped Desmond's cheek and plucked one of his whiskers out. While he was still wincing, she jerked her head aside in a gesture to her rear.

Rubbing his cheek, Desmond moved down to Adharc. "Bossy thing, huh?"

"It's part of the fun," Adharc winked. "Now c'mere and get yourself some of this," he invited, parting the lips of Gwen's vulva.

"Just look at all that pink," Desmond grinned, pushing his nose into the folds and then the flesh between her cunt and anus. He kissed the latter but quickly leveled his lips on the former, and finally dragged his tongue across the pink walls inside. "Tasty, too. Horses have the best musk."

"Seems to me that you'd know, though I can't speak for anyone but Gwen," said Adharc with a lame chuckle. He reached into the bed of the truck and hoisted out a bucket of cement mix. Despite its weight, he effortlessly moved it one-handed and put it behind Gwen's hind legs. "That should work for you."

Adharc helped to steady Desmond as he mounted up. "Go on, get up there," he crooned, "and just maybe I'll kiss your butt while you're at it."

"Only seems right that you should," Desmond sneered, resting his paws on Gwen's hips. "Since you broke it last night."

Gwen whipped back her head and stifled their playful quarrel with a glare. Implied by the stern expression was a demand that Desmond get on with things, and the foxcoon palmed her thick rear with intent to placate her. "Sorry, baby, just having a spat with the missus," he quipped.

The rhinoceros watched Desmond work. A dry smirk had settled on his snout. "I'm risking starting up yet another spat," he snickered, "but I think if there's a missus here, it's gotta be you, prettyboy." He patted Desmond's ass cheek and said in a murmur, "Hm, looks like the dimples I put in it are still here."

Desmond swatted Adharc's snout with his big, fluffy tail. Adding no more words, Desmond pressed his modest cock against Gwen's snatch. The mare glanced back, perusing Desmond from the corner of a big, green eye. Meeting her gaze and entering her snug box, Desmond said slyly, "I know, it's small. You don't have to laugh about it."

"Guess it stands to reason a horse would be a size queen," Adharc said in a well-natured laugh. His smile lustfully widened as Desmond bottomed out in Gwen. Seeing a fine opportunity, he stuffed his horned snout deep into the crack of Desmond's ass.

A shriek escaped Desmond and he bucked against Gwen's ass to no effect whatsoever. Adharc began slathering and smooching the pucker of Desmond's anus, doting solely upon the swollen ring and nothing else. He held Desmond's thighs firmly and savored both the feeling of soft flesh and velvet fur against and around his digits.

"Ah, gawd, Addy," Desmond warmly moaned. "That's so fucking good, but I can't screw her like this, baby."

Adharc laughed warmly into Desmond's behind. He slurped his way up and out of the crack then nipped the base of his long and fuzzy tail. "Just warming you up," he cooed, "a-a-and apologizing for last night."

From the first moment Adharc eased away, Desmond began with slow grinds. He brushed his tail against the rhino's head and breast fondly. "Don't apologize, I was just teasing," he purred.

The rhinoceros wrapped Desmond's tail about his neck with an air of glamour and a smirk on his face. "Shoulda done this last night," he remarked.

Desmond glanced back and down at him and tittered. "You're silly." A moment later, when Adharc had started for Gwen's front, Desmond asked, "How's she feel about the backdoor?"

Wearing a thin smile, Adharc petted through Gwen's mane in one hand and patted her withers with the other. The mare puffed through her nostrils. "We did it just once. Don't think she cared for it, but you're..." He trailed away and chuckled, suddenly avoiding Desmond's eyes.

"Hung like a toothpick?" Desmond calmly offered.

Surprisingly, it was Gwen whom answered with an affirmative-sounding nicker.

"Well, she said it, not me," Adharc evenly stated.

Desmond shook his head and looked down at the action. The sight of Gwen's plush muff engulfing his shaft again and again put a grin on his face and a swish in his tail. Every stroke was a short one due to his diminutive endowment, but the mare was clenching to compensate. He stroked her black and white hips and moaned softly for her.

"Mmm, she's good," Desmond sighed, tossing back his head.

Adharc palmed his own cock. Like Desmond, he was uncircumcised, but his steel-gray cock was several times larger than what the foxcoon packed. "She sure is," he crooned, sidestepping to stand in front of the horse. He grabbed her muzzle by the sides and planted a gentle smooch between her nostrils. Gwen replied as she often did with a lick across her master's lips and a bit of his horn too.

The sun rose over the trees and plains, casting a burning glow across the ranch. While squinting against the warping, fiery light behind the trees, Desmond gave Gwen's hip a pat and asked Adharc, "Are you making out with her?"

"Naw," Adharc laughed. "That seems more like your game than mine."

Being taller and better-hung than Desmond, however, Adharc was in a prime position to enjoy something new with his mare nevertheless. Holding his swollen penis and petting Gwen's snout, Adharc said in a whisper, "Want to put those pretty lips to work on me, beautiful?"

Gwen gave Adharc's penis a sniff and evidently approved of its sweaty and masculine flavor. She wrapped her large jaws around the flesh and awkwardly suckled. The instinct to nurse was there, but she took care not to let her teeth overzealously nip. What gingerness hindered her suckling was atoned for by her slobbery tongue. She ground Adharc's penis up into her palate and down into the soft connective tissues beneath her tongue. No matter how she chose to tease his meat, the rhinoceros shuddered and groaned.

Recognizing that Gwen sucked a better dick than he did, Desmond cracked a wan smile. "Hearing you moan up there makes me think I definitely need to get some smooches from her."

Mirroring Desmond's gestures, Adharc ground into Gwen's snout and stroked her jawlines. "You do. Right now, I'm wishing I'd put her mouth to work sooner," he said with a lame chuckle.

Desmond's smile was perpetually lewd and very foxy. He was humping vigorously into Gwen, tossing his slim hips into that wide, stout ass with everything he had. In spite of his best efforts, the mare did not wink for him, but her cunt had clenched down tightly. "God, I bet she'd give an amazing rimjob."

Grinning suddenly with an epiphany, Adharc petted Gwen's crown and asked, "What do you think of that, pretty girl?"

The horse snuffled through her nostrils, rolled her eyes, and pulled back from the rhinoceros. When his penis cleared her lips, she looked back at Desmond and thrust her ass back. She watched the result with a smirk: Desmond yelped and flopped across her hind-end for fear of falling.

"Hey, be nice!" Adharc shouted, though he couldn't help but laugh at Desmond's misfortune.

"Oh, don't you worry about me," Desmond pouted, still grinning himself as he slipped out of Gwen's wet cunt. By then his penis was coated with her natural lubricant. "Pucker up, babe," he deadpanned, pushing his blunt tip against her anus. In he went with one firm push, bottoming out almost immediately. Gwen snorted and showed her teeth, glaring back at Desmond with an expression as angry as it was lustful.

"Backdoor bitch," Desmond growled, hardening up his own face. He started to fuck the mare's sweet black asshole harder than he'd ever given it to her pussy. Despite the small size of his penis, Gwen puffed and winced. Even without direct stimulation, her clit began to wink for him at last.

Adharc watched Gwen's pouty face and doubted if she'd be so spiteful as to bite him. It was indeed curiosity at the notion of a rimjob and not fear for his cock that saw him turn around and lift his tufted tail. "Wanna eat me, Gwen?" he slyly asked.

Still huffy over Desmond's anal abuse, Gwen nipped Adharc's tail and tugged on the tuft, loosening some of its fuzz. The rhinoceros grunted and this made Gwen grin. Soon after that, however, she dipped her head and nosed the sweaty, musky cheeks of his ass. A warm noise shook her body and she slopped her strong tongue up through her master's ass crack, sampling with delight his heady rhinoceros musk.

"Mmm, god," Adharc gasped. He pried his cheeks apart and held them as such for Gwen, fully baring the pink pucker of his asshole.

The mare went in again with the same enthusiasm she had shown to his penis. Big and inarticulate though her tongue was, she slurped and slobbered so roughly that Adharc moaned with genuine gratification. Her affections slathered his taint. Thick drool ran down his balls and his turgid penis shot precum uselessly into the grass.

"Uhhhn, fuck me," Adharc panted, grinning big and wide while staring off at nothing in particular. "Keep licking, beautiful..."

Gwen kept at her master's fine, hard ass. Often she pouted into his ass crack, these snorts and puffs the result of Desmond's ongoing bucking. The foxcoon was getting rougher and noisier. He frequently smacked her butt and tugged her tail to force her to clench. Despite herself and the indignity of being assfucked by something so little and weak, Gwen kept winking. Her drooling muff wetted Desmond's balls whenever their bodies met flush.

"God, what a tight ass," Desmond panted, gripping Gwen's hips in shaky, tense fingers. "I think I'm gonna--, ah!" He quaked from head to toe, the last of this shake playing out in his tail. "Fuck... I'm gonna cum so goddamn hard."

"Ooh, you do that," Adharc absently remarked, pushing his hard ass back. Gwen upped the ante by cramming her snout into his crack. Her tongue was too big to fit inside of the rhino but she lapped slavishly, living for his flavorful sweat. "Me, I'm happy ri-i-ight where I am..."

Hunkered over Gwen and bucking ruthlessly, Desmond sniped in shaky words, "Eat your ass and I can get away with murder, good to know."

"I dunno if it'd work for you," Adharc said, glancing over his shoulder. "Gwen's setting the bar pretty high."

But Desmond simply didn't have the composure to reply. He shook and groaned as he mashed his hips into Gwen's rear just a few more times. Her supple, quivering anus had been wringing his cock the whole time, and finally the milking paid off. Showing teeth and tossing back his head, looking quite majestic in the morning sunlight, Desmond cried out in orgasm and blasted his mess deep into Gwen's body. Her rectal muscles clenched and massaged the twink's small penis, and she interrupted her rimming to look back at the foxcoon with a respectful dip of her head.

After a pregnant pause, Adharc self-consciously unhanded his ass cheeks and turned his slobbery ass away from Gwen. "Good for you, cutie?" he asked Desmond with a laugh.

"Very good," Desmond cooed, finally freeing himself from the mare. Her pucker was not even slightly loosened. "She needs a real man in her pussy now, Addy - you up for it?"

Walking along his mare and petting her flank all the way, Adharc proudly stated, "The answer to that is always a yes. Watch and see how it's done, Dezzy."

"I don't like being called that," the fox stiffly warned. Adharc placated him with a condescending smooch on the forehead.

As Adharc stepped up on the bucket and mounted up at Gwen's folds, the foxcoon took up the rhino's old spot. Rather than twisting around and pulling his cheeks apart from a rimjob, however, he petted her snout and blushingly smiled at her. "Thanks for letting me--, you know."

Gwen seemed to smirk. Her withers twitched. It was the closest to a shrug a mare could get.

The rhinoceros entered Gwen with a croon. Visibly, Gwen's features mellowed. Her eyes softened and her smirk turned to a smile. "You love that, don't you?" Desmond growled.

"Of course she loves it," Adharc grunted. He wasted no time. Riled by Gwen's oral pleasures and the sight of Desmond's earlier display, Adharc went right to work plowing the mare's quivering, winking snatch. The fullness of his thick erection provided the mare with the familiar stretch she knew and loved. Adharc was still no stallion, but she had still come to love his endowment.

Desmond flitted his gaze between Adharc and Gwen for a few moments before fixing his eyes squarely on the horse. "What I'm about to do here," he said ostensibly to Adharc, "better not get tossed in my face later on." Choosing then to show instead of explain, Desmond closed his eyes but opened his lips. Sticky black jowls met thick, soft horse lips and Gwen popped her eyes wide open. She understood quickly and slurped into Desmond's maw, completely overstuffing it. His cheeks bulged with drool and he groaned. Despite attempts to kiss back, the makeout was entirely Gwen's game and she delightedly owned it even while pushing back for Adharc.

"Desmond, you dog, you," Adharc tutted with disgusted admiration. His grin was enormous and toothy. "No smooches from you today..."

Outward disgust aside, watching his sweet twink suck face with a horse was thrilling in the most kinky of manners. He thought of the millions-to-one odds he'd beaten in scoring such a deviant boyfriend. He couldn't begin to guess, but what he knew for sure as his balls began to draw up and his cock twitched was that they were not to be boyfriends alone. Gwen was very much a part of the affair.

Adharc stroked her hindquarters and groaned hotly into the morning air. His balls swung like a pendulum as his cock plunged the depths of her twat, but for all the wet sounds of his work and the moans which left him, Gwen and Desmond were noisier. Their damp suckles and the foxcoon's frequent whimpers for kisses which only Gwen could provide filled the serene air and set the tone for the day. Desmond was again rock-hard, unimpressive though that was. Gwen's interest was purely in his slutty mouth.

"You fucking kiss that horse, baby," Adharc commanded, but he lost all trace of authority once his orgasm struck. "Aah... Fuck me," he blurted with emphasis, hunching himself over Gwen. He blasted his thick, sticky spunk into her and grimaced in pleasure, but forced his eyes to stay open so that he could watch his two loves kissing.

In bliss no doubt brought on by the deviant kiss and Adharc's fucking, Gwen joined him in climax and became weak-legged. She trembled and even wobbled a little bit. She withdrew her tongue from Desmond's maw and butted her muzzle against his as a deep, loving nicker shuddered past her wet lips. Desmond swallowed down a mouthful of Gwen's drool then hugged her about the neck.

"Mmm, good gawd," Desmond panted. "I think she likes me now."

Adharc laughed weakly. He lay over top of Gwen, knowing she could hold his weight with ease. "That makes two of us, cutie," he cooed for the twink.