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"Way to go, Caylen!" shouted Natasha gleefully from the stands as the bunny watched her son pass the soccer ball to another player who scored a goal. Now in his sophomore year, the slender boy had taken an interest in joining the team and it had helped him break out of his shell socially, despite facing occasional belittlement from classmates on his typical gender-bending attire.

The boy shook his mop of blond hair away from his eyes and waved to his mother with a smile while running back toward center-field and high-fiving the teammate who had scored, a tall tan-furred horse with a dark mane. Most of Caylen's teammates were generally supportive of him or paid him little mind, which came as a great relief to his family. His father Keith vowed to break the wrists of the next "faggot" who demeaned his son in public ever again.

"Wow, Caylen's doing pretty well this year isn't he?" asked a tigress about Natasha's age from her left.

"Yes, it seems to be going pretty well," replied Natasha amid their applause. "I'm just glad I could make it here today! Things have been kinda crazy."

"I'll say," answered the tigress before taking a sip of her sports drink and setting it down to scream her son's name. "Wooo! Attaboy, Vincent!" Natasha instantly recognized the tall orange-striped feline the woman was calling to on the field, and it sent a slight shiver through her even in the scorching June sun. Vincent was the one who had allegedly bullied Caylen verbally the most on their team, though lately the tiger had chosen to ease up on the insults for fear of his own popularity.

"I suppose it's nice to see them all working together," said Natasha while reclining in her chair, throwing on her Ray Ban shades so that the tiger boy wouldn't be able to notice her scanning him cautiously from afar. If things were as bad as Caylen told her, Keith would have needed to hold her back, even though the man hadn't shown up as usual.

The tigress sent Natasha a friendly smile that, if a fake one, was professionally delivered. "You know how boys are. They love winning more than anything else."

From Natasha's personal experience, nothing could have secretly been further from the truth.

***

"Great game today, everybody!" said the alligator coach while fist-bumping each of the team's players as they filed into the locker room. "Next week we play at Hamptonville, and then it's the state championship! Make sure to hydrate and get some rest."

The boys excitedly chattered with each other despite being worn out from the game. A few of them began sliding off their clothes and meandering into the shower while Caylen stayed behind, taking his time in order to avoid an uncomfortable situation.

Vincent turned his head toward the bunny after the rest of the boys had hit the shower, standing naked not far away. "Why you always stayin' behind 'til we're done in there?" he asked with a judgmental look of disgust on his face. "You gonna get a hard-on or something?"

"If it's any consolation," began Caylen before sliding off his shorts and picking up his towel. "It won't be your fault."

The tiger stopped Caylen during his advance toward the shower and placed his hand on the locker in front of the boy, looking over his slender body and shaking his head. "If you're gonna start talking shit, you better have something to back it up. Where I'm from, people don't just go running their mouth when they can't hold their own in a fight."

"I'm sorry you moved here, then," said Caylen while tapping his foot impatiently and ignoring the tiger's stare. "Maybe there isn't enough fighting going on to keep you from getting bored...there are other ways to stay entertained, you know."

"What, like that messed up shit you do with your family?" Vincent asked before folding his arms. "Bobby Haywood told Veronica Sindegard that Fred Mulligan looked through the window one night and saw your dad fucking you in the ass, even said your mom had a cock. Makes me wonder who really got your sister pregnant..."

"Keep wondering, then," said Caylen as he quickly stepped around the tiger. "I only know as much as the rest of you."

Vincent was about to raise a hand to stop Caylen when his own arm was stopped from behind. The dark-maned horse on their team, Artóm, had halted the feline's advance despite appearing to have less muscle tissue in his arms, but the tiger knew his teammate's true hidden strength all too well. "I thought I talked to you about this," Caylen heard the horse say. "You don't mess with the rabbit, and I don't mess with you."

Vincent's face reddened as he shook the young stallion's hand away from him. "So what, are you gonna try and fuck me too? Why not get the whole team involved? You fucking queers are all the same!"

Artóm's hand came down on the feline's shoulder as he stopped on his way to the showers. "Either way, I wouldn't go suggesting something you know you can't handle."

A chorus of "Ooo"s and "Aaah"s filled the room after that, and Artóm stood at the shower next to Caylen which the other players had decidedly left vacant. Caylen's eyes were drawn to the boy's body like magnets; that sleek, royal fur tempted him in every way, and the equine's shaft hung well below the rabbit's even though he was easily a head taller.

When the rest of them had left, Caylen took to drying off and putting on his after-game clothes when Artóm stepped out and nearly ran into him from behind in the crowded space. "Hey, look," said the horse as he sat down on the bench next to the bunny boy, deciding to pull his socks on first. "Vincent's always had a bad relationship with his father. It only stands to reason he'd make some shit like that up, just to get a rise out of you. I'm proud of you for doing the right thing."

"Thanks, Artóm," Caylen said gratefully before sliding the belt through the loops on his jean shorts, fitting extra tight against his curvy ass underneath his pink tee. He looked around before speaking in a low tone. "But, well it's not made up...my family does things kinda different, I'm sorry if that creeps you out. I just thought I should be honest with you, for standing up for me."

The equine looked a little surprised, but not disturbed. "As long as nobody's hurting you, I think you ought to be able to live any way you want," he said with a smile. "And you can always come to me if you need someone to talk to."

Caylen grabbed his bag with a nod, then stopped at the door to glance at Artóm pulling that grey shirt over his torso despite his bottom half still being naked. "Say...Artóm?" he asked after an enticed gulp. "Would you maybe want to, come over and hang out tonight?" Caylen felt like an idiot, but it was compulsory. "If not, that's okay..."

"Of course, that sounds great," replied the horse while straightening the waistband of his tight shirt above his hung cock, smiling at Caylen from across the room. "I'll see you there in an hour?"

Caylen had to use every muscle in his legs to keep from jumping straight up into the air with glee. "Yes! Yeah, that's perfect." He stopped at the door and turned his head back again, slightly cocking his hips to show off his girly ass. "My mom makes these really great cookies, if you want to try some."

Artóm laughed as he reached for his jogging shorts. "Well I've heard the rumors, so I guess...yeah, that sounds fantastic. Actually, you need a ride home?"

***

"What are you going to name them?" Summer asked Holly as she traced her white teenage fingers over the younger snow leopard's distended pregnant stomach. Both of them reclined on the couch at the rabbit family's house and were watching TV quietly together in their pajamas, cuddling warmly. Both girls were 8 months pregnant and it showed, though it seemed Holly was expecting twins.

"I haven't thought about it," said the small feline while the older rabbit played with her hair. "I mean I have, but I haven't made up my mind yet."

"You said they're both cabbits, right?" Summer asked her. "Imagine that! They are gonna look so cute."

"I know," said Holly before rolling onto her side and looking up at Summer, kissing her on the nose as both of their round bellies rested against one another. "I think they're already becoming friends," she said with a giggle when she felt one of them kick.

Not long after, Summer's father came home and set his belongings at the front door. "What are you two up to?" he asked them as he removed his jacket and kicked off his shoes.

Summer smiled and waved at Keith from the couch. "Nothing, Daddy! Just talking about what to name them."

Keith offered them a wry grin as he slid off his shirt, then removed his jeans and underwear before setting them next to his shoes by the door. "I guess it's about that time, isn't it?" he said while stroking each of the girls' hair and standing naked in front of them both.

"Holly and I both think mine's yours," said Summer as she took her father's cock in her mouth, wincing pleasurably as Holly groped her teenage breast beneath her shirt before smacking her lips off and passing Keith's manhood toward the other girl. "We were thinking of calling her Cassandra."

"That name's nice," Keith grunted while he felt Holly's young wet tongue swirl around his hardening shaft, soon growing almost too thick to fit in the girl's inexperienced jaw. "What about you, Holly? Thought of names for the twins yet?"

The snow leopard coughed when she released the hung rabbit's dick from her throat, watching Summer again gulp back her own father's shaft. "I'm not sure yet," she admitted, slicking back her black pig-tailed hair briefly while watching Summer's blond locks fall in front of her face. "I think they're both boys, but they're not sure about one - they think it might be, well, like Natasha is."

Keith laughed and patted his daughter's head in encouragement, then turned to look at Holly. "You mean, a dickgirl? That's exciting...well, I guess that solves the paternity mystery on your end. Think the cabbits will turn out alright, having two biological moms?"

Holly grinned and sucked at one of Keith's nuts momentarily, then slid her mouth over to begin chewing lightly at Summer's neck. "Either way, I know who my daddy is," she said up to him, eagerly awaiting her turn.

"Oh, really now?" asked Keith as he removed his cock from Summer's moist throat, slapping its wet girth across her face before pressing it into the leopardess's gaped maw. "Seems like I trained you well. Go on, tell me again who your daddy really is." He pulled his hard-on away from Holly to let Summer have a turn.

After a small fit of coughing and swallowing, Holly returned to Summer's side and looked up at Keith while kissing one of the rabbit's large nuts. "You are, Daddy," she said smiling before she nursed on the gonadal fruit, caressing it with her tongue and massaging every inch of it orally.

Summer deepthroated her father dutifully, then pulled her head off with a deep breath of air. "Who do you want to take the first load, Daddy?" she asked cutely. "You know, if we're both your little girls, that would almost make us like sisters."

Keith made his decision as he grabbed the back of Holly's head by her pigtails and humped forward, bashing his cock tip against the young girl's uvula. "I think since Holly has more babies to feed, I should help her out first," he said while staring into the young feline's eyes and plowing her face. "They are gonna need all the protein they can handle, if you want them to grow up right..."

Summer watched as her father's face scrunched up when the bunny girl reached behind him to plant a finger deep in his ass, trying to give him the best climax possible. "Then we'd better make sure you don't waste a drop," Summer said almost commandingly of him, looking over at Holly squealing and choking on the fat dick pumping into her throat. "Go on, baby sis," she cooed in the girl's ear while cupping her flat breast, moaning softly. "Drink Daddy's milk, just like we did yesterday and all of last week."

Keith roared when his orgasm hit, and his nuts bounced off of Holly's chin from fucking her face so deeply. His daughter's finger twisted in his ass as his toned butt cheeks pressed together, and jets of fresh sperm shot down Holly's eager throat. Summer watched the girl's neck expand and shrink with every gulp, knowing full well that on their week-long cum diet this was going to be considered a main dish.

Though after Keith finished cumming, he remained in Holly's mouth and he gasped when he felt something else trickle out when he was done. "Aaagh...sorry, full bladder," he said, almost ready to pull out when Holly's hand stopped him by his butt cheek and pulled him further in. "Oooh...oh, my God," was all he could say as he unloaded his bladder into the young girl's throat, looking into her turquoise eyes and listening to her gulp it down while she squeezed his toned ass.

Summer grinned and kissed up Holly's neck to her father's waist, giving the girl's black hair a tousle. "Don't forget about me, Daddy!" she pleaded while gracing one of her father's nuts with a warm breath and a firm, loud suckle. "My little one needs something to drink, too."

***

Hunter cleaned the last of the dishes from lunch and wiped his black and blue-striped hair away from his forehead, turning off the sink. The snow leopard heard the front door open and struck a seductive pose against the countertop just in case, but it turned out to be his father and they hadn't felt very close as of late. "Oh, hey Dad."

"What's up?" asked James before digging through the fridge. "Are you excited about starting your senior year? I know I shouldn't be saying that already, you should enjoy the summer while it lasts. And enjoy your birthday, too! Being 18 means lots of new things."

"Thanks Dad, I will," said Hunter before checking his phone. The two stood in silence for a moment before Hunter's father grabbed a ginger ale and shut the fridge, then popped the imported soda open with a bottle opener.

The snow leopard took a sip and glanced over at his effeminate son curiously. "Sorry I haven't seen you and Holly much lately, I was hoping you could open your presents tonight. How's she doing?"

"Coming right along," said Hunter before swishing his dark hair out of his eyes. "Should be coming out soon. I know it seems kinda weird, I mean she's still so young..."

"We all agreed to go through with whatever happens," interjected James. "I know from a traditional standpoint I'm not the best father, but it's what Holly wants and I support her."

"I do, too," said Hunter. "I'm not saying otherwise. It just means things are going to be a little different, that's all."

"Everything is different now," said James upon setting the bottle down and walking over to Hunter, lifting the boy's chin to look into those deep aquamarine eyes. "You say the word, and we can go back to the way things were. Until then, I-"

Hunter stopped his father's words with a fierce kiss, standing tip-toed and throwing his arms over the man's shoulders. He stopped frenching his dad before looking up at him, his eyelids halfway closed from the potent hormones urging him to mate. "I love you," said the feminine boy up to his dad, grinding their hips together slowly. "That's the only thing I want to say."

James kissed his son back and held him tight, knowing that he hadn't shown the boy the breadth of his physical affection even after almost a full year of sexual activity between their family and the Carters. He had been so embedded in Holly that he'd nearly neglected her older brother, the boy he didn't care acted like a girl and loved with equal ferocity. His tongue slid into Hunter's mouth as they embraced against the kitchen counter.

The boy slid his dark hair away from his face, wrapping a leg around his father's waist while staring into his eyes longingly. "Dad...please, fuck me."

James would have carried Hunter to his room if the two weren't kissing like drunken lovers all the way down the hall. When they reached the master bedroom, James pulled off his shirt and began undoing his khakis while watching Hunter slide down his booty shorts and thong underneath. James was fully naked by the time he practically tackled his son onto the bed, grinning from ear to ear at the boy's delighted squeak thereafter as he slid a hand up the smaller male's smooth stomach beneath that laced yellow tank top.

Hunter lifted his legs as his bare shaft rubbed against his father's, and his legs closed together to pull the male in further. The two became lost in a feverish kiss as James's rock-hard shaft nudged the boy's tight pink backdoor and barged its way in with all the endearing tenacity a father could give.

James entered his son with a groan of intense pleasure, feeling the boy's tight smooth hole envelop him for the first time. It felt as though he belonged there; the shape, the texture, everything about Hunter drew the man in as deep as he could go and invited him to stay.

Hunter's lips parted in a gasp when he felt the man's cock tip nudge his g-spot, squeezing his hole tightly around him with every ounce of pressure he could manage. His hole clenched as that cock flexed inside of him, his heart pounding in his chest while looking at the man who had brought him into the world. His back arched and his toes curled in pleasure, groaning loudly. "Ooooh, Daddy!~"

James thrust his hips against that smooth delicate bottom, romancing his son on the bed his wife used to sleep in. He sucked at Hunter's neck while holding his hands tight, slamming his cock deep inside and painting the girly boy's walls white with pre. "I fucking love you, baby," he said before they shared a messy kiss, and Hunter's cock flexed against his dad's stomach while they made love.

The young, girly snow leopard writhed and rocked in pleasure beneath his senior, taking every inch of that smooth thick cock flesh deep into his boi-cunt and squealing with arousal every time it bashed against his inner flower at the end. His father's muscular figure hulked above him as they took in each other's opposing scents, polar opposites attracted to the point where they became one.

James clenched his teeth when his climax neared, and Hunter reached down to squeeze his dad's rump and slip a finger into the rear entrance while being pounded. The boy's father gasped in pleasure from the sensation, squeezing his ass tight around the finger as his mouth hung open while staring his adored one face-to-face. "Oh God...ohhh f-fuck..."

The snow leopard's body tensed as he emptied his balls into the younger boy, and at precisely that moment his own seed splashing against Hunter's deepest inner workings set the boy off as well. His back straightened as he was taken to the heights of pleasure, their eyes locked the entire time while unloading their sticky cocktail of liquid passion. James drained his balls into the boy's bowels, and the feeling of warm seed gracing him inwardly sent Hunter into his own frenzy of cumshots across his father's toned abs. Their bodies rocked together so tensely that they were barely controlling their own movements; it was almost automatic.

When their eruptions subsided, they both lay there so taken aback almost as if in confusion; if they hadn't met the Carters, the thought of this scenario may not have ever crossed their minds, and yet here they were in love.

With a slick and gooey popping sound, James retrieved his wet cock from his son's hole and kissed him softly while his cum leaked out onto the sheets. Hunter frotted him desperately, sliding the ever-sensitive skin of their messy members against each other in the closest embrace two males could share. James looked down at his beautiful son with pride on his face, sweeping the boy's black hair to the side and planting a kiss on his forehead. "Happy birthday," he said quietly into his ear.

Hunter rolled over and faced his dad side-by-side, his stomach full of butterflies (among other things) while they lay there in each other's arms. "This is already the best one ever," the boy admitted sheepishly, his girly frame quivering against James's more masculine build.

"Let's not let it end here," said James as he rolled out of bed. "Why don't you come stand over here so I can clean you out?" After a moment of hesitation, James spoke again in his authoritative parental tone he'd used on Hunter years ago, when the boy didn't want to eat his vegetables. "I'm not asking."

Hunter stood from the bed and sauntered over toward the mirror, planting his hands on the chair and lifting his tail. His legs straightened and his girly butt raised upward when he felt his father's tongue enter him from behind. "Ooh...ooooh.~"

James ate his son out madly while kneeling behind him, listening to the boy's squeaks and gasps of ecstasy as he sucked his own cum out from his son's soft pink rim. "Does Holly ever do this to you?" he asked with a purr, reaching between Hunter's legs to begin jerking him off slowly.

"Mmmnn...sometimes," admitted the boy sheepishly, though his little sister was still somewhat of a newcomer to the experience. "To be honest, it's mostly Summer...and Natasha..."

Hunter gasped when his father slid underneath his legs and began sucking him off. James stuck three of his fingers into the boy's gaped wet asshole, listening to him cry out even louder. "What about this?" he asked.

"Th-that's mostly Caylen...and again, Natasha, she likes doing that...oooh Daddy please don't stop, your fingers are so big!" He ran his fingers through his father's short black hair, standing on his tip-toes with a wail of pleasure. "Oh my God, Daddy don't stop, please, please...Daddy I'm cumming...NYAAAAAH!~"

Not long after James began, Hunter was blowing his wad down his old man's throat as his anus clenched around those invasive fingers, and the boy's back arched with a girly cry of delight. The younger feline stood tip-toed in nothing but his knee-length purple socks and yellow tank top, whining with glee as his smooth teenage cock shot jets of sperm straight into his dad's mouth.

Moments later, Hunter slid down slowly in his father's lap and looked him in the eye before the two shared a deep kiss, their messy cocks rubbing together where they sat on the floor in each other's arms. James traded a load of Hunter's spunk on his boy's tongue, and the effeminate male gulped it back hungrily. He still tugged at the back of his father's hair while they shared the longest, most romantic kiss either of them could remember.

"Let's keep it going," said James finally after Hunter pulled away. "You have me as long as you want, I could already cum again..."

"One step ahead of you," said Hunter after lifting up his slender hips, pressing his moist hole downward as it enclosed around his father's hard and throbbing shaft.

***

Caylen and Artóm were already hard at work making out in the bunny boy's bedroom, rocking back and forth as their bare cocks slid against each other below their shirts. The cookies had long since taken their effect on the both of them, and now their libidos were ablaze and uncontrollable. Caylen couldn't get enough of feeling the tall horse boy grind against him while they kissed, and the equine's shaft was so massive he began to have his doubts about taking it all the way.

Natasha stepped into the room nonchalantly and began picking up Caylen's dirty clothes, giggling as she watched Artóm instinctively jerk upward. "Don't mind me, boys," said the shemale with a knowing grin toward them both. "I wouldn't want to interrupt the fun. Caylen, who is this nice boy you brought home with you? I recognize him from somewhere."

Caylen stroked the horse's mane while turning his head toward her. "Mom, this is Artóm. He's on my team and he's a very good friend."

"It's nice to meet you, Artóm," said the bunny woman politely before turning aside, and Artóm could see very clearly that she had something extra hanging semi-flaccid on the front of her black gym shorts. "I've heard a lot about you. Thank you for everything."

Caylen massaged Artóm's nipple beneath the horse's grey v-neck tee as he watched his mother walk around the room. "Mom, can Artóm spend the night here?" he asked.

"Sure, if he doesn't mind," said Natasha with a wink toward the horse. After hearing the rumors and seeing how she looked, Artóm silently confessed to himself that he didn't blame Caylen for one second. If he was straight, he would bang this woman every chance he got.

"Just let me know if you want her to join in," whispered Caylen in Artóm's ear as his fingers clasped the horse's softly. "I know you're gay, but she's not all woman either..."

"Caylen, don't embarrass the poor boy," said Natasha while bending over indiscreetly to pick up a few socks from the corner and throw them into the basket, giving her short tail a wiggle. "We won't pressure our guest into doing something he doesn't want to."

Artóm gulped nervously before sitting up on the bed next to Caylen. "Actually Mrs. Carter, I think you're very beautiful and, well...I'd like that. If that's okay."

Natasha had to keep herself from blushing as she pulled her hair back into a ponytail, eyeing the young stallion's towering rod between those legs with a rush of saliva to her tongue. "Mmm dear, anytime you want, all you need to do is ask." The bunny woman pulled her shirt off and knelt in front of the horse, wrapping her fingers around his god-like shaft before she began stroking. "I'll do anything for a boy who protects my son." She grinned up at him and sandwiched the base of the horse's rod between her DD tits, taking the head into her mouth before lowering herself down.

Caylen leaned in and kissed Artóm's cheek as he watched the boy's face twist in bliss. The horse's heart was beating so rapidly he could see it pounding from outside of his shirt. "Don't be scared," said Caylen as he pulled off the horse boy's top and massaged his bare chest. "Mom's really good at this. And it doesn't make you straight..." Caylen kissed Artóm on the mouth, looking into his eyes afterward. "Not as long as I'm here."

Natasha took the horse boy's length into her throat and gagged, watching her spit drip down slowly as she marveled at the size of the smooth phallus and pumped it wetly with her fingers. "My God, this is much bigger than my husband's...probably even bigger than mine!" She moved closer and kissed the tip, breathing in the boy's musk. "Caylen, sweetie, I don't even know if this will fit into you..."

The bunny boy laughed as he stood and snapped on a light-blue miniskirt beneath his pink top, then affixed a pink bow to his hair that matched the color of his shirt. "Don't worry, Mom," said Caylen before standing up on the bed next to Artóm and pressing his hard cock against the horse's lips. "Artóm says he mostly likes it from behind."

"Oh, does he?" asked Natasha in between loud suckles off the head of the horse's shaft. "Well then, that should mean plenty of fun for all of us." She grabbed one of Caylen's bright purple vibrators from underneath the bed and turned it on. She then slid it along the base of Artóm's shaft, gliding it gently over his huge balls before she pressed the tip of the toy into Artóm's quivering hole.

Artóm groaned while taking Caylen's girly cock into his mouth, bobbing his head back and forth looking up at his new crush while the boy's mother gave him expert treatment from below. His back straightened when the toy entered him, but soon after its vibrating hum calmed him with its sensual solace, and knowing that Caylen used it often somehow made the experience even more erotic.

"Mmm, that's good," Caylen giggled down to his (mostly) gay horse friend, shifting his hips as he felt that soft equine palette caress his sensitive bunny cock with moist spit. "Suck that girly cock," he said before grabbing the horse's mane, using it to control the boy to some extent.

"You know what, Caylen?" asked Natasha as she sucked off her son's hot new boyfriend. "Why don't we switch this around for a bit? I'll get him nice and ready while you show him how you pound some ass, when you're really in the mood."

"Let's do it," said Caylen as he pulled his dick out of the boy's mouth, watching a bridge of saliva drop onto the sheets far below. "Don't worry, Artóm," said the bunny down to his teammate. "Mom knows best."

A minute later, Artóm was sitting on Natasha's face in an upright 69 position with his massive shaft between her soft tits while Caylen stood behind her, kneeling down to marvel at his mother's clenching pucker next to her nuts. The bunny wiggled his tongue far inside, massaging her buttocks and delicately caressing her sperm-filled nuts while he began eating out her ass.

Natasha, in turn, did the same to Artóm from below. Her hands pulled apart his toned, smooth young buttocks before her long wet tongue plunged into his depths, and the horse let out a cry at a higher pitch and volume than any of them predicted.

Artóm's prostate was on fire from Natasha's tongue; the woman was an expert, and she wasn't holding back for him. His cock flexed against her pillow-plump breasts every time the tip of her tongue probed deep into his colon, setting his senses ablaze. He stared at her hefty knotted shemale cock hanging upside-down in front of him with a nervous gulp, then opened his jaw as wide as he could and slipped it over his tongue against the roof of his mouth, gliding back and forth with smooth strokes and inexperienced gulps.

Caylen sucked on his mom's rim noisily, hungry for her flavor as he dined on her sensitive orifice. He slid three of his fingers in as deep as he could, then spread her cheeks apart to gaze at the gaping entrance he was about to demolish. The girly boy then stood up, lifted the front of his skirt, and slid his cock tip against her hole.

Artóm caught Caylen's cock in his mouth quickly after taking a break from Natasha's, coating it with his spit and licking along the length. As Caylen steered his cock toward his mother's gaping asshole, the horse's curious tongue followed, and slid along Natasha's rim right against her son's cock when he plunged inside.

"Oh!" Natasha gasped audibly from beneath, spreading Artóm's ass cheeks apart to stare at the horse boy's glistening pucker. "Cabállo," she purred before her tongue slid back deep inside of it, sucking firmly on his rim almost as loud as the boy was moaning.

Caylen slid his cock alongside Artóm's smooth tongue into his mother's soaked butt, wailing girlishly in delight as he began pounding her hard from above. The horse removed his tongue and continued sucking Natasha's monster of a girl-cock diligently while humping her tits and grinding his needy, sensitive ass against the MILF's face.

"Take a good look, horsie boy," Caylen cooed while his cock plunged loudly into his mother with firm smacks in a constant rhythm. "This is gonna be you in a few minutes."

The equine would have replied if he wasn't so obsessed with Natasha's cock flavor, letting her smooth knotted flesh sink its taste onto his exploring tongue. His hips bucked and he cried out through his nose when she spanked him roughly, giving the lad a taste of her maternal discipline while she practically hollowed out his rectum with her restless poking tongue.

Caylen gasped when he finally came, shooting the first of many fertile young loads down into the warm bowels of the woman who made him. Artóm followed quickly after as his stiff mast blew out wads of thick equine cum all over Natasha's cock, stomach and tits, needing no stimulation for his rod since his g-spot served perfectly as a punching bag for the end of Natasha's tongue.

When Caylen pulled out of his mother, he knelt down across from Artóm and looked him in the eyes while both boys leaned in to kiss passionately. Their mouths wandered down to Natasha's gaping and cum-filled ass as they collected scoops of her son's batch onto their tongues, trading it with each other and slurping it noisily, if not obsessively, from her stretched rim.

Natasha took her turn cumming from anal stimulation alone as her knotted cock stiffened and barfed jets of hot white cream onto Artóm's tan chest and abs, sending a few return spurts onto his cock when their gargantuan poles rubbed together from opposite angles. The shemale smacked her lips off of the horse's soaked rim, watching it twitch above her as her face twisted in bliss.

After half an hour or so of the boys dining sloppily on Natasha's ass tunnel, when every drop of Caylen's seed had been licked from his mother's colon and swallowed down their throats, the two boys lay back on the bed and Natasha stood while cracking the soreness from her back. "Well, he should be ready for you now Caylen," she said before blowing a kiss toward Artóm. "Anytime dear, and I do mean any time you wish, do give me a call and I'll be there to eat out that amazing ass until you fall asleep from cumming so hard."

Artóm blushed as Caylen gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you so much, Mrs. Carter...and you know I will, very often." He turned to kiss Caylen again, but the girly bunny boy was already digging through his closet after his mother left.

"Let's see if I still have it...ah, here!" Caylen proudly produced a bridle from his collection, as well as a pair of handcuffs. "You sure you feel up to this? You don't need to fulfill my fantasy on our first night, if you don't want..."

Artóm turned on all fours on the bed to show Caylen his glistening asshole drenched from his mother's spit. "It's my fantasy too, you know," he said while flicking his tail to the side and his mane out of his face. "Take me Caylen, please...ride me."

The bunny couldn't be happier to tighten the cuffs around his new boy-toy's wrists behind his back, and he took great pleasure in slipping the bridle over the horse's face. "Bite down," he commanded before pulling another toy out from his closet. This one was far from what Artóm expected, and he wasn't entirely sure he'd like it, but he was willing to try for Caylen's sake.

"This is one of my mom's favorite toys," said Caylen as he attached the suction cup of the giant pink fleshlight to the floor, then grabbed a bottle of lubricant from his dresser and squeezed it into his opposite palm quite liberally. "Don't get nervous," he said into the bridled horse's ear as he began smoothing off the surface of the equine's giant cock with his hand. "I'll be fucking your pretty ass the entire time."

After Caylen finished lubing the other boy's cock, the bunny stood behind him and guided him onto the floor in front of the toy. He spread the horse's gorgeous tan butt cheeks wide apart, then plunged his hard bunny cock inside with a delighted squeal.

"Now..." Caylen reached down and guided the toy's fake pussy lips over the head of the gay stallion's cock and urged him forward with his hips. "Gimme a ride, horsie!" he shouted in a bossy tone, then spanked one of Artóm's buttocks as he plowed him down into the toy.

Even through all the confusing enjoyment of utter humiliation, Artóm was glad he chose to stick up for the boy earlier that day. At this point Caylen was certainly sticking up for him, and he felt every inch of it.