Short Pop
Story by Arktisk on SoFurry
Well when inspiration strikes you can't just ignore it, especially after not posting for what, a year?
Anyways, legalities and niceties and all that! Enjoy this little pocket story, barely a page, but hopefully still enjoyable <3
The sounds of laughter and shouted curses seemed so muted and far away; the sleepover my friend had set up to kick off our last summer vacation such a distant event that Liam was only vaguely aware of it.
He had left the basement ten minutes prior to empty his bladder and refill his drink, and from the sounds coming from downstairs his friends hadn’t noticed his absence. Given what was holding him up, the deer could only hope he could return to them before that changed.
A gruff, angry voice huffed into one large ear. A horse, much larger and stronger than himself by far, pressed tightly again Liam’s back, squeezing his lithe body against insistent forward grinds of powerful equine hips. One arm hemmed the young deer in, preventing an easy bolt for the bathroom door, while the other curled around his arm and across his chest, a solid grip clamping the smaller male’s muzzle shut.
“So tight...” The voice huffed, grinding forward again with persistence until the fat head of his equine cock broke through Liam’s resisting ring of muscle beneath his tail.
The deer yelped into the older male’s gripping hand, eyes screwed shut as his body took the beast with little grace. His body seized up and his legs shook, the tips of his hooves only just keeping contact with the tiled floor of the bathroom. Precum and lube had started running down the insides of his thighs, his mind too distracted to register the fluids soaking into the fabric of his sweatpants that had been pulled down only far enough to give the large male the access he needed.
More insistent grinding saw more and more horse cock fed between the smaller male’s ass cheeks, stretching him well beyond anything he had taken before, and it was all Liam could do to not thrash himself free and scream in ecstasy.
Mr Decker, the father of his friend who had invited them all over, seemed to understand that time was of the essence though, and no sooner had Liam felt the additional pressure of the horse’s medial ring pop into him, did the horse give a final great pound of his hips to plunge the fattest inches of the base of his cock home. The clap was like a switch being flipped in the young deer’s head, his body finally and utterly surrendering to the pillar of throbbing dick now buried to the hilt under his tail, all concern of his absence being noticed gone as his friend’s dad adjusted himself behind him.
A slow steady pace quickly ramped up into short, rough thrusts. The sound of hips clapping against cheeks drowning out all other noise from the party downstairs. Liam was only aware of his own pathetic grunts and moans by the feel of his vocal chords, such was the volume of his violation.
The hand that had been clamping his muzzle shut slowly loosened, the cervine’s lips parting and his tongue lolling out slightly, slick with drool as he lost himself to the sensation of being bent over the counter top. Mr Decker wrapped his fingers around the deer’s throat, giving a firm squeeze while his index finger slid up along Liam’s parted lips, then past them.
As if by instinct, Liam closed his lips around the digit, suckling on it as the larger horse took a slight step forward, pinning him even tighter between the counter and the powerful equine behind.
“Round one for tonight,” The brute of a horse grunted, humping faster now, squeezing Liam’s throat tighter. “My room, one hour for the second.”
The deer was so lost, not even noticing the heat building up in his face as his lungs began to run out of air thanks to the grip around his throat.
“You hear me?” The demand was punctuated by a particularly savage series of hammering thrusts, strong enough to rattle the cupboard doors below the sink.
Liam opened his mouth, drool running out of the corners of his lips as he rolled his tongue over the horse’s index finger.
“F-fuck yes...” He managed, screwing his eyes shut once again as the bigger male slammed himself home one last time and began unloading his seed.
They remained pressed together tightly for several minutes while the elder horse emptied his nuts into the younger cervine, gyrating his hips and giving the occasional hard thrusts to make sure every drop made it inside. Liam tensed himself as best as his battered body could manage when he felt that behemoth begin to slide from his backside, not wanting it to leave him, not even wanting to think about surrendering the digit that popped from his mouth a moment later.
Mr Decker’s cock flopped free, trailing strands of his own cum, the flaccid shaft catching on the back of Liam’s sweatpants adding more stains to the already soiled fabric.
“One hour.” He embraced the deer from behind, giving the smaller male a powerful possessive full body hug and a parting grind of his hips before he stalked silently out of the dark bathroom.
Liam didn’t know if he could make the timing work, could come up with some excuse to leave the room whether the party wound down into sleep by then or not, but he was determined to visit his friend’s father again that night.
Surely if he was late and the older horse was asleep, he could be woken by an eager muzzle between his legs? No doubt he could be forgiven...