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Danny kept his eyes on the passing by environments as the bus rolled through the countryside. It was a whole new world compared to the cramped city he spent 20 years in. He was an adult now, and was glad to be far away from it all. For him, there was no sentimental attachment to the place that he came from and he was looking forward to starting over in a new place.

For the next two hours, he sat on the quaint bus, chewing on the snacks that he spent the last of his money on. Sitting in other seats were a few others. Nobody said anything to each other, some looked anxious and others looked just as excited as he was. They had all got on at the same time, on the only bus that traveled away from the bustling city now far behind.

Once he was done eating, Danny checked the small map that was mailed to him. He used it to get his bearings and realized that he was getting close to his destination. Keeping his eyes peeled, Danny scanned the area and he could see it over the horizon: the start of his new life.

After sitting for so long, his body felt strange as it touched down on firm earth. Beside him was his pack, resting on the ground as the bus pulled away. Wherever it was headed, he hoped that those still on board found what they were looking for.

All that was left for him to do was walk the rest of the way. To that place, every step brought him closer. As he strolled along the beaten path, he took in the quiet ambiance of it all, there were no angry shouts of those pushing each other aside or the constant honks and revs of cars whizzing by at all hours. Already, Danny was sure that he could get used to this. A cool breeze blew through his hair and his thin shirt, a perfect contrast to the stuffy air of the bus’ interior.

There it was. The place that promised a new opportunity. Just as he was looking for a way to get away from it all, Dany came across an ad for a ranch outside of the city. It seemed perfect, even offering to house him. It was this or who knows what. His funds were exhausted and it was a long, long walk back to the place he once called home.

As he stepped onto the ranch’s property, walking past the wooden fencing, his eyes scanned the expanse of lush greenery. In the distance were the things that he expected to see. A house, barn, some plots where crops were growing. He was so enamored by the sight that it came as a shock when he bumped into someone.

“Whoa. Who’s…”

Both Danny and the other person stared at each other. It was more surprising on Danny’s end as he was face to face with an anthro shiba. His coat was golden with white accents and the canine’s body was round. He couldn’t help but compare him to a walking marshmallow.

“I’m sorry, who…”

“No, I’m sorry,” Danny apologized. “I’m Daniel and I’m looking for--”

“Daniel. Daniel…” The shiba muttered to himself. “Oh yeah. You’re that guy my dad hired. Come on. I’ll take you to him.”

At least it was a step in the right direction, but Daniel was still a bit surprised. There weren’t many anthros in the city and this was the closest he ever came to one. He followed close behind, watching that large fluffy tail that protruded from the shiba’s pants bouncing up and down with each step he took.

They came to the house that he saw but now Danny could take in the full view, admiring the white paint job, bordered with stark black, outlining the beams and windows. It was rather large, alluding to a second level within.

“Wait out here,” the shiba said as they stood on the patio. He opened the door and disappeared inside, leaving him all alone. Again, he couldn’t help but admire the beauty of the farmland, taking it all in. This was the place where he was going to stay.

Despite the shiba’s words, he wandered away from the patio and stepped into the grass, able to feel how soft it was, even through his shoes. Under the warmth of the sun he stretched and groaned, finally shaking off the stiffness from the bus ride.

He noticed something, a strange feeling. Like a pressure that was only building. Daring to turn around, the human saw another canine. This one was a stocky bulldog. He wore no shirt nor shoes, only some worn looking shorts and a spiked collar around his neck. On the bulldog’s face was a hard look, as if he was waiting for something.

With a confused look on his face, the canine approached, slowly at first but as Danny continued to just stand there, the approaching fur’s pace increased. Before he knew it, the thick bodied dog was right in front of him. The two of them were the exact same height.

“This is private property,” the bulldog said. Being so close, Danny looked the slightly heavyset dog over, looking at his white coat, decorated with dark brown spots and markings. But he could see that the blue shorts on the canine were just barely hanging on. This was ignored by the wearer, who looked him up and down as well.

“I’m waiting for someone,” Danny said, saying the first thing that came to his distracted mind. “A shiba, he led me to the patio and told me to wait. I’m the new hire, Daniel.”

The canine’s expression shifted completely, dropping any hint of suspicion, looking surprised instead. “Oh, so you’re that new guy? I wasn’t expecting you to be…”

“Human?” Danny finished, he was starting to notice a pattern.

“And that shiba you’re talking about is Niles. He shouldn’t be too long--” a sudden grunt came from the bulldog as he jumped forwards. Tripping, he fell onto Danny. This was all in reaction to a sudden loud and sharp clap that sounded.

Danny suddenly found his face pressed to the dog’s bare chest. He could feel the warmth of his body and the smoothness of his pelt. .

“Owain!” the dog barked, as he looked back at the one responsible.

“What are you just standing around for?” a bull asked in a playful tone. He stood over the now actually angry bulldog. Like him, the bovine wore nothing but a pair of shorts.

Practically all of his body was being shown to the newcomer. The first thing that Danny noticed was the anthro’s stature. Danny himself was about 5’ 5” tall and yet the bull was standing much taller than himself, leading the human to believe that the horned anthro was somewhere around seven feet tall. By simply standing there, the bovine was showing off his bulky body. The muscles of his arms casually flexed as he moved his arms.

“I’m not standing around. He’s here. The new guy!” The bulldog lifted himself from the ground and extended a paw to the human, helping him up as well.

“Oops. I didn’t see him behind you. Honest, Gordie.”

The bulldog, revealed to be called Gordie, crossed his arms and shook his head. “This is Owain. One of our bulls.”

“Charmed,” the light brown bull said, stretching his arm out to shake with Danny.

Danny figured that this bull must have been hard at work before. His pelt was clearly damp and slightly ruffled from sweat that soaked in. It was hard for him to not oogle the large body. Showing through the fur were a set of abs and once again he couldn’t help but notice the shorts being worn by him. Unlike Gordie’s, Owain’s shorts looked a bit too tight and he quickly averted his gaze the moment he could make out the shape of what was underneath.

“Hey! I told you I would be right back!” Niles called out to Danny. The human quickly dashed back to the patio where the chubby shiba was waiting.

“Here he is,” Niles said, referring to someone behind the opening door.

Stepping into view was a tall, older looking wolf. Just like the shiba, he was fully dressed. His dark gray fur was covered by a plain white shirt and a worn looking pair of jeans.

“Ah, you must be Daniel,” unlike the others, he didn’t seem very surprised to see a human in his midst. “You got here sooner than expected.”

Danny nodded and gave the wolf his respect. “I was so excited to get here. Why wait, right?”

“Please, come on in.” The wolf led him inside and the shiba followed behind, leaving Gordie and Owain outside.

The inside of the house was rather simple, decorated with wooden chairs and tables, draped with cushions and cloths. Everything had a homemade feel that brought Danny an instant comfort. He was led to a couch with a coffee table sitting in front of it. Pulling up a chair on the other side was the wolf. Their gazes met and the human realized that he was about to be properly interviewed.

“Seeing that you got here so fast, that already paints a good picture of you,” the wolf said.

“Thank you, Mr…”

“Call me Hudson,” the other male interrupted. “We’re not very formal around here.”

The two of them were soon talking, mostly reiterating the things that were explained on the ad and application. His hiring was just for the season to start out but he could be kept on if he wished. The position was for a farmhand, assisting in general jobs that needed to be done here and there. Danny nodded, seeing no issues with the prospects that were ahead of him.

“Uh… I made some lemonade,” Niles approached, holding a tray with two glasses full of the drink.

“Thanks.” Hudson took the glasses off and handed one to the new hire, already taking a sip of his own. “I see you’ve already met one of my sons.”

Danny didn’t mean to, but hearing that made him choke on the gulp he was taking. Once collecting himself he felt rather ashamed but the wolf and shiba were just chuckling.

“They always react the same way,” Hudson said with a smirk. “This is really good, Niles. You’re gonna run me right out my kitchen at this rate.”

The shiba smiled and nodded before departing for said kitchen again.

“That Niles…” Hudson said, beaming with pride. “He’s not much of a talker, but he’s got a good heart. My other son’s not here at the moment, but you’ll know him when you run into him.”

The two of them finished the lemonade given. Danny eagerly sipped on the perfect blend of sweetness and bitter tangs of citrus. It was better than any of the store bought brands he was used to.

“Well, I think I’ve kept you long enough,” Hudson said, getting up. “I got a few things to do myself and you should use the rest of the day to meet the others and get a bit familiar with the land.”

Feeling rather refreshed, Danny stepped out onto the patio and grabbed his bag. Waiting for him was Owain. The bull was looking at him curiously, keeping a smile on his lips. “I told the others about you and they’re just itching to meet you.”

“How many others are there?”

“We’ve got a whole menagerie here. You’ve already met Gordie and I. And speaking of him, he’s gone off to do something. That just leaves you and me. Come on. I’ll show you the others.”

Leaving the owner’s home behind, it didn’t take much walking for them to encounter someone else.

“Hey! Storm!”

Being called got the attention of a large clydesdale that was standing behind a brick wall, reaching up towards an apple tree. His fur was a chestnut brown with stark white highlights. Fine, long fur all but covered his hooves and decorated his wrists. Black hair draped over one side of his head, flowing downwards.

Storm grabbed an apple and turned around. “The new guy, huh.” He took a bite out of the apple and groaned. “I wanted to be the first one to see him…”

“Well, what kept you?” Owain asked, getting close to the human, doing so to spite the jealous horse.

“I was working. Just like you should have been.”

Just like the bull and bulldog, the equine was lacking a shirt. His upper half was free to see and Danny’s eyes were already scanning. Fitting for his breed of stallion, Storm was large as well, being just a bit shorter than Owain. Danny felt that the best way to describe Storm’s physique was “sturdy,” with thick arms and even thicker legs. When the equine turned towards him, Danny could see the defined pecs and toned stomach.

His smooth coat was shimmering under the light passing through the apple tree’s leaves. As Danny looked his body over, the clydesdale planted a hand on the wall and easily hopped over it. And that action gave the shocked human a full view of the horse’s lower half. There Storm stood, completely naked. There was no ounce of shame on the equine’s face as he took another bite of the apple, not even bothering to cover his plump sheath or the heavy pair of balls that dangled even lower.

“Ah well. Better late than never. You can call me Storm,” he finally said to Danny directly. The human gulped and nodded, doing his best to not take notice of the slightly swaying sack.

“He’s the ranch’s workhorse. You should see him out there,” Owain praised, making his friend blush.

“Owain, stop! You know I don’t like bragging,” the equine scolded. “The rest of the day’s work is all taken care of, not thanks to you.”

“Hey, someone’s got to show the new guy around.”

“Another way for you to fool around instead of working,” Storm teased.

That seemed to touch a nerve and the two of them were soon going back and forth, all but ignoring Danny who was not sure what to do. So he just let them be, figuring that he could explore by himself.

Now that he knew that there was a human among them, Gordie’s expectations were all thrown askew. But it was clear to him that he wouldn’t be exactly suited to the same kind of things that they were used to. At the very least, he figured this new guy would be more inclined to privacy. He wasn’t going to get any of that in the Stables. This was the only place that he could think of, the old storage shed.

It could do with a bit of cleaning, but it was large enough to house someone, given if they packed light. He gripped the shed’s door but his ears flicked, picking up a sound on the other side.

“Huh?” Despite the bit of nervousness that rose within him, the bulldog dared to open the door.

“Mmm… Aaah…”

The first thing the canine’s eyes fell on was the bulky pig that was leaning against the wall, stroking his cock furiously.

“T-TJ? What the hell are you doing?”

“J-jerking off,” the porcine answered rather casually, still pumping at his pulsing flesh.

“Okay, buy why in here?” the bulldog further questioned.

“Look, can you just wait until I’m done?” TJ panted.

“No. This is about to be the space for the new guy,” Gordie barked. “So don’t you dare…”

But it was too late, the pig grunted and shot fat loads against the wall he was leaning against, spraying the wood in his viscous seed.

“Were you saying something?” TJ asked, pulling his slimy hand from his softening cock.

“Grrr… TJ, get the hell out here!”

After running the pig out of the shed, Gordie got to work. There was enough space alright, but more of it was taken up by old things left to just sit and collect dust. After collecting a cart, he dragged the old objects out one by one, all the while being tormented by the scent of cum. It would have been today of all days that TJ picked this place to jerk off. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of him for one moment.

Some of the objects he let stay, finding a decorative purpose for them. And once he was satisfied, he had to get some towels to dust them off and also clean up the mess…

“Maybe we can sell the rest of them…”

Danny looked over and saw Gordie. He was standing in front of a cart and talking to two goats. They looked nearly identical, save for one of them wearing a golden ring on his ear and the other that had a golden front tooth.

“Hey. Just the guy I was looking for,” the bulldog said. “And you’ve got your bag with you too. Perfect.”

“So this is him…” one of the goats said.

“Cool.” the other finished.

“I got this place set up for you. I figured that you would want a place all to yourself. So...go in and take a look.”

Danny stepped into the shed, surprised at what lay in waiting for him. The interior was a box shape with all four walls being the same length but inside was a bed, dresser and a small table that had a vase with plastic flowers in it.

“Whoa! You mean this place is mine,” Danny could hardly contain himself. He placed his bag on the table and took the whole place in. One of the walls even had a window that he could look out of.

“Yeah, but it’s pretty bare. I can get you some shelves, maybe a new coat of paint?” Gordie suggested.

“That would be great, but I already think it’s perfect. Thanks, Gordie.”

“Well, uh…” the bulldog fought for the words to say. “Don’t mention it. But if you do wanna change it up, then mention it.”

“Hey, how come he gets a space to himself?” one of the goats asked as the both of them peaked in.

“To keep out nosy goats like you two!” Gordie barked. “Ugh. Meet Ryan and Riley. They do field work and delivery runs.”

“Delivery?”

“Yeah, our products have to go somewhere,” Ryan answered, as if it was common sense.

“We take them to the town up the road,” Riley actually explained.

“Speaking of which. You think Hudson minds if we just sell all of this junk?” Gordie asked.

“We’ll let him know,” Riley suggested.

“Yeah, there’s probably some stuff he wants to keep,” Ryan agreed. The twins led the cart off, one pushing and the other pulling it away.

“I guess that’s that,” the bulldog huffed to himself. Then he started to sniff at the air. “Is it time already? Hey, follow me. Smells like they’re cooking up something good at the Stables.”

The first thing that came to Danny’s mind were the stables that feral horses were housed in. He couldn’t imagine anything too good being made there. But Gordie led him to a rather large building that looked more like a cross between a house and barn.

Inside, the area was a large living room kind of area, connected to a kitchen.

“This is the Stables?” Danny asked.

“This is where the staff stay,” the bulldog explained. “This is the first part, and there…” he pointed to some doors against the left wall. That leads to the shared quarters.”

“Shared quarters…” Now it made sense why the bulldog gave him somewhere private to stay. That explained why it looked so big from the outside: two buildings attached as one.

They were not alone. Inside were Owain and two others.

“There you are!” the bull said. “What with just stepping out on me, huh?”

“I didn’t want to interrupt you,” Danny said, explaining that whole thing with him and Storm.

“Oh that?” Owain smirked and waved his hand. “That’s just how we bond. Don’t worry about it.”

His attention was now on another bull that had their back turned to him, wearing a pair of tight fitting shorts. He was at the stove, cooking up something, the smell filling the room.

“That new hire’s here, Marlo,” Owain said to the other bull.

The bull in question was even bigger. His fur was thicker and a dark shade of brown. The long haired bull had a full head of hair that draped over both of his eyes, the color an even darker shade of that same brown. As he turned around, Danny could see a patch of thicker fur on his chest, aiding his built form, even more so than Owain.

“So he is. Hey.” Marlo said, keeping his words brief before he turned around, continuing to cook up a meal big enough for everyone.

The doors leading to the quarters opened and out stepped a hog, yawning and stretching.

“Morning, sweet Prince,” Owain teased.

The other male rolled his eyes and he approached. “I must still be asleep,” he muttered, looking at Danny.

“Nope. The new guy’s here. In the flesh, Prince,” Gordie assured.

“Wow. Just when I thought this ranch’s cast was colorful enough,” the gray hog had a wide body but it was rather toned, save for the slight pudge on from his stomach. Two tusks protruded from the sides of his mouth, accessorized by two silver bands around their base. On both ears were matching silver earrings. He wore both shorts and a green bandanna around his neck, the image of a crown woven on it.

“You’re in the presence of the high and mighty Prince,” Owain smirked. “He’s the only high maintenance hog I know.”

“And you’re the most immature bull I know,” Prince shot back. He sat at a table and picked up one of the books that sat on it, reading while he waited for the meal to be finished.

In time the others came in, lured by the smell. Storm, the goat twins Ryan & Riley, and some pink skinned pig that Danny had yet to meet.

“So you weren’t pulling my leg,” the pig said to the clydesdale. “He really is a human. Awesome!”

“Danny, meet TJ. Our resident pig,” Storm introduced.

“Hey, nice to meet ya,” TJ beamed. Like Storm, the pink porcine lacked any clothes, showing off the full expanse of his body. He was shorter than Danny and certainly much wider. Everything about him was pudgy, especially his plump looking stomach. Decorating his pink hued body were various brown spots, one dotting his left eye. Lacking any close of course allowed Danny to see his sheath and fat balls.

“Don’t shake his hand,” Prince said. “He hardly washes them.”

“Wow, that’s really uncalled for,” TJ said with mock hurt in his voice.

“As if you can feel shame,” Prince retorted.

With so many shirtless and nude barn animals in his presence, Danny was surrounded with their musks, fusing together to smell just like a barn. But the others seemed to not take notice, whether they were used to it or perhaps were fond of it. The human himself was trying to ignore the ideas that crept in his mind as he gazed at their bodies, taking in their strong arms, full chests and the outlines of their backsides when they turned around or even bent over.

They all were sitting at a large, long table with ample room to seat them all. Being altogether, the human could see how this gang regularly interacted.

Storm and Owain were back to teasing each other, leading to them getting into an arm wrestling match. TJ and Ryan were cheering the match on, while Prince rolled his eyes.

“As you can see, we’re quite the gang,” Gordie chuckled, watching the chaos of the horse and bull’s competition ensue.

“What do you think of this place so far?” Riley asked.

“I think I’m gonna like it here,” Danny admitted. A sudden thump of the table made the three of them jump and they looked over to see Storm basking in his victory while Owain was claiming it was a fluke.

“It’s ready.” Marlo said, getting the attention of everyone.

The meal they were treated to were steamed vegetables, seasoned with spices to give them an extra kick. The others were digging in and giving praise to the food and Marlo’s cooking, leading Danny to do the same, savoring the blending flavors. It was good but he wondered if that was enough to keep them going. But he figured that maybe it was, considering they were all vegetarians. That prompted him to glance at Gordie, who was eating, but not with the same vigor the others were, confirming his thoughts.

Sitting down next to him was Marlo. The large, long haired bull said nothing as he began to eat. Between the thick hair completely shrouding his eyes and the flat tone he used, Danny couldn’t really gauge how he was feeling. For some reason, he felt as if he was being vehemently watched and that prompted him to keep eating.

After eating they all went their separate ways, spending the rest of the day relaxing. Danny did the same, using the time to do a bit more exploring.

Back towards Hudson’s house he found the expanse of land dedicated to growing crops. Taking a look around, he admired the growth of all kinds of things like tomatoes, cucumbers, and squash. In the city produce like this were already plucked from the earth, either packaged on shelves or sitting in the produce section, waiting to be purchased and taken home.

Going back towards the Stables and walking beyond the large building he found what had to be showers, a long row of them set up outside. And some of them were in use.

“Hey, Danny!” he was greeted by Storm. The clydesdale was standing underneath the running water, cleaning his body with a bar of soap. “I know this is sudden, but do you mind helping me with my back?”

“Uh…” the human responded. “Are you sure?”

“Come on, I trust you,” Storm encouraged. “We do this for each other all the time. I’ll even wash yours when the time comes.”

“Well, alright…” Danny approached and was handed the bar of soap just before the tall equine turned around and even lowered himself to make things easier for the newcomer.

The bar was pressed to the strong back and Danny started to rub up and down. While the soap produced suds, Danny used his other hand to spread and knead them into the smooth fur. By doing this he could feel the bulges and grooves of the muscles lying underneath the coat of fur. As he scrubbed, suds were being left behind, bubbling into the coat.

“You're a lifesaver,” Storm groaned, enjoying the feeling of soft hands rubbing along his back, gliding the bar in places that were much too hard for himself to reach.

“Happy to help,” Danny responded. Though his hands were along Storm’s back, his gaze was directly on the firm pair of cheeks that lie just below. Clearly toned from hard work but also having just a bit of softness that made them perfectly round. But he told himself to focus on the task he agreed to, after all he hardly knew this guy. But he and others were so welcoming to him, Danny couldn’t but consider them friends already.

“Thanks for that,” Storm soon thanked when Danny told him that he was good to go. “I usually ask Owain, but he always plays some kind of prank instead.”

“Well, I’m glad to help.” Danny was going to say more, but he was caught off guard when the clydesdale turned around, revealing his semi hard cock, having slipped from his sheath, spurred by the sensations of having his back rubbed and cleaned. Just like before, the equine didn’t pay any mind to it, even as it bumped against his thigh.

Even after his shower, there was a masculine scent that still clung to Storm. Danny told himself to focus and stepped aside as the equine went off to bask in the warm sun to dry his pelt.

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Danny had retired to his own private space. He once again admired the space, reaching into his bag to take out his things, placing his clothes in the drawers and used his little keepsakes to decorate it’s surface, along with the table. They were the only thing from home he bothered to bring with them and were already bringing the place together.

He walked by the window and caught sight of someone outside. This allowed him to take in the ranch’s landscape. But in the foreground was a large water tower, likely where the water for the stable’s kitchen and the outdoor showers came from.

But that was not what caught in his attention. On the side of the tower, perfectly in his own view were one of the twins. He could tell it was Riley by the ring attached to his ear. In front of him was that pig, TJ. The goat smirked and pulled down his shorts, revealing his already hard length, presenting it to the hungry looking pig.

With his breath catching in his throat, Danny watched TJ eagerly taking the shaft into his mouth, going right to work by bobbing his head up and down. Through the old, thick glass he could just barely hear the goat’s moans. He looked down and said something that made the pig smirk around the shaft.

Nearly in an instant, Danny’s own dick was hardening, pressing against his own pants and boxers. Biting his lip, he quickly fished it out and spit on his hand, keeping his eyes glued as he watched the pig moving his head a bit faster, pushing the other male’s length even deeper, likely down into his throat by the way that Riley tilted his head back, his moan just barely reaching the human’s ears.

In time with TJ’s motions, Danny pumped his hand over his dick, groaning from the pleasure that rose within him. He could only imagine how soft and wet it was inside and from how Riley was reacting, it must have been an intense blowjob, probably using his tongue to swirl around while his lips continued to sail up and down.

Just when he thought the scene couldn’t get any hotter, Riley suddenly pressed a hand to the back of the pig’s head before bucking his hips, ramming his prick inside TJ’s mouth. Even from a distance away, Danny could see the pig’s nose being smushed right into the goat’s pelvis, likely feeding him the musk that wafted from his sweaty body.

Pressing his other hand to the wall, Danny stroked his cock faster, squeezing it tighter. He watched it all unfold, the pleasure within himself building as it likely was for Riley. Those cream colored hips were bucking faster and TJ was stroking his own thick cock while his mouth and throat were being used.

Gritting his teeth and closing one eye, Danny came, ironically shooting his load in the exact same way TJ had, on the exact same wall no less. His timing was a bit off, but as he rode out the bliss he saw as Riley suddenly shoved himself into the pig’s mouth, raising his head and groaning out. TJ stayed where he was, likely gulping the load down as his cock shot its load across the green grass.

Once he came down from his climatic high, the human figured it was about time he took a shower. Something about watching them. Though they were on the side of the tower, out of the way of the others, there was something clearly not hidden about their acts. That combined with some of their blatant lack of clothing. This ranch wasn’t just some place to work, it seemed to be a place of freedom as well. Or that freedom in exchange for work he supposed. He had some towels with him but just took on something that could dry him off when he was done. Though he felt nervous, there was also an assurance within him.

Boldly he stepped out and ventured out the showers. The sun was just starting to set outside and as he approached, there were others gearing up to take a shower before nightfall as well.

Owain, TJ, and the twins were there as well, all standing in the nude. They were surprised to see Danny but greeted him.

With a smile on his face, the human set his towel on a barrel and took off his shirt while the others were watching. He could hear a few gasps and he now grew excited. His hands were at his pants now, pulling them and his boxers down at the same time, boldly exposing his cock to the others.

“Whoa. Isn’t it supposed to be in a sheath?” TJ asked.

“I guess not,” Ryan answered.

Even with the eyes gawking at him, that feeling of nervousness had faded from Danny.

“I thought we were showering,” he simply said.

“Oh. Y-yeah, we are,” Owain proclaimed and the others awkwardly joined in.

They each took up a stall, with him in the center with TJ and Owain on his right while the twins were on his left. None of the showers had stalls, leaving them all exposed to not only each other, but anyone passing by.

He could feel everyone's eyes on him as he turned on the shower, letting the warm water run over him before he grabbed the bar of soap, using it to clean himself of the day’s sweat and the seed that coated his own cock.

The others joined in washing themselves and were soon carrying on as if it was another day. Though it was not blatantly said, Danny could feel that he was truly a part of the crew with this act.

“You should consider this day your orientation,” Ryan said.

“Tomorrow, the real work starts,” Riley added, a devious grin on his face.

“Ease up, guys.” Owain chided. “What are you trying to do, scare him?”

“Heh. You’re one to talk,” TJ put in.

The others laughed and Danny joined in. The bull tried to speak his piece but the others wouldn’t let him, recalling his many pranks and even warning the new guy to beware, much to Owain’s annoyance.

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When night came, they all retired to their quarters. Danny had a space all his own, and was soon fast asleep in his surprisingly comfortable bed.

As for the others, they were in the quarters section of the Stables. It was a large space in the style of actual stables. Each section had a bed and a few personal items that belonged to their respective owners.

“So, what do you guys think of the new guy?” It was Storm who asked the question, finally bringing light to the topic that was heavy on all of their minds.

“He’s a real cute thing,” Owain said, lying back in his bed.

“You would think that,” Prince put in. “Always thinking with your other head.”

Owain huffed and rolled his eyes.

“He’s right you know,” Storm snickered. “This is about to be the busiest summer and fall we’ve ever had and we don’t need you distracting or corrupting him. He could be our ace in the hole.”

“That’s enough.” Marlo said. “We should all be focused on the tasks ahead of us.” With that, the topic was stamped out, but Owain was getting tired of all this slander.

“Ugh. I thought you guys would never shut up,” TJ groaned.

In the quiet, the others could hear his grunts and a series of wet sounds.

“TJ! You know the rules. No…”

“Come on. I’m almost done…” the pig huffed, stroking himself faster.

“You’re supposed to do that outside!”

Once more, TJ ignored the words of others and the pre established rules about sexual acts in the quarters. He subjected the others to his moans and the sloppy sounds of his hand running along his cock until he hissed through clenched teeth, blowing his load against the wall of his stall.

“Can we please get some sleep now?” Ryan groaned, lying on his stomach, pulling the blankets over his head.

“Hold on. I think I got another round in me.”

“TJ!!!” the others shouted.