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Another day came, but this was different for many reasons. There wasn’t the usual wake up calls and even the bulldog, who was usually quick to wake Danny up with the rising of the sun, was enjoying some sleeping in as well, keeping close to Danny and spooning him from behind. The two of them woke up later than usual, opening their eyes and wishing each other a good morning.

“Been waiting for today for a while now,” Gordie admitted, rubbing his hands along Danny’s body. “Gonna be nice and easy.”

“Oh really?” Danny asked, a smile spreading on his face.

“It’s a day off for everybody but I like to use it to get ahead,” the bulldog admitted.

“Oh come on. You should take a day off too.”

“I will, but there’s a few things that need to be done. It’s only for the morning,” the bulldog assured, nuzzling his muzzle into the human’s neck.

“Well it’s morning now,” Danny smirked.

“Oh yeah. Guess I better get out there. Don’t wait for me and have fun out there.”

Even with a ‘day off’ there were still a few things that needed to be done. And soon the canine made himself busy hauling some stored food from the cellar for the Stable’s kitchen and after making the delivery there, he then assisted Beau with some milking.

Gordie grew to enjoy pumping at the cow’s cock more than he expected to, watching it spurt milk into the bucket was something that still marveled him. The milky scent of his fluids was an added bonus, getting him excited in another way.

“Ooh… I was almost afraid that I wasn’t going to be milked today,” Beau groaned.

“Well, since you pretty much need to have your balls drained, I’m willing to make an exception for you,” Gordie said. He squeezed at the medial ring, watching the bovine jump. With a smirk on his face he pumped the shaft even faster, getting more of the warm fluids to drip and squirt into the container.

“K-keep going…” Beau moaned, leaning back.

“Hehe. That’s the idea. If you wanna go into town without worrying about it, then we’re gonna need to milk as much as we can.”

Experienced hands rubbed at the meaty cock, not only stroking from tip to base but also kneading certain areas that he knew would give Beau heightened pleasure, leading to more of it coming out, much to his own relief. This brought Beau all the closer to his climax.

He begged to be jerked off faster, biting his lip from another pulse. It was the strongest one yet and that meant the cow only needed a bit more. Making full use of both hands, Gordie stimulated both the tip and base at the same time, rubbing at the two different spots with the same amount of effectiveness. That was more than enough to pull the cow into the first of what was going to be more milkings. For the time being, Beau enjoyed the rush of blissful feelings that struck him.

A series of grunts sounded as the cow reached his morning climax, unleashing the rest of his pent up milk into the waiting bucket. While his cock jerked and throbbed, Beau felt the bulldog holding it steady, bringing even more pleasure.

Gordie watched as the cow ejected the fluids that had built up overnight. It was all jetting into the bucket with such force, splattering against the bucket’s interior wall before trickling down to join the milk that was pooling. The silky and creamy fluid rushed from the flaring tip, coming out in fat ropes that were followed by another. Gordie licks his lips at the sight of the milk rising higher with every spurt. And when it all came to an end, there was a whole bucketful that was ready to be poured into jars and put into the ice chest. Before he left Beau alone, he jerked his hand over the large cock once more, collecting the liquid on his paw and eagerly licking it away.

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For the other crew members, days off like these were the perfect for just doing whatever they felt like. And what they had chosen in advance was going to town, doing whatever they found entertaining. But the day was still early, giving them time to relax under the warmth of the still rising sun.

“Do you have to do that here?”

The peace didn’t last long, not with TJ and Prince finding something to argue about.

“I can’t do it in the Stables or out here in the open? Who are you to tell me where I can and can’t jerk off?” the pig snorted, keeping his hand wrapped around his length.

The two porcines were in the shower. Prince had been looking forward to a relaxing morning shower to start the eventful day and then a good polishing to his tusk rings. But he felt that his morning was already ruined by TJ’s appearance. And what little hope he had of still retaining that peace was dashed when heard several moans coming from the heavier porcine.

“And besides,” the pig continued. “We all jerk off in the showers. And I’m a whole space away from you. Just look away or something if it bothers you that much.”

“You’re damn right it bothers me. I was about to commend you for taking a shower but once again, your lack of self control takes priority,” Prince huffed.

“I think you’re just afraid to take that step towards true freedom,” TJ responded.

“And what makes you say that?” Prince supposed.

“The tip of your little prince is poking out.” TJ snickered as he saw Prince closing his legs together, wearing an embarrassed expression.

“Come on. Besides Danny and Beau, you’re the newest member here. Don’t you think it’s about time you loosen up. Even the human’s making more progress than you,” TJ remarked, giving a slow pump of his cock.

“We all go at our own pace, TJ. B-but I appreciate the concern.” The hog’s tone eased as he averted his gaze. His own length was fully hard and throbbing. “Perhaps I will take you up on that offer.”

“Really? But I thought you hated me,” the pig scoffed.

“Oh do not mistake my words. You annoy me to no end, but I admit that I have developed a rather soft spot for your antics. As you say: they are the signs of true freedom. Or boldness. Or perhaps just plain ignorance that outshines any semblance of shame!” the hog’s offended tone returned and he used it to speak sharply.

“Hey!” This time Prince was the one teasing. But the pig knew all it took was a few quick strokes and blowing his load into the drain to prove his point and quiet the hog, who was left all pent up from what he saw.

“So you finally did it?” Storm asked. He was playing with a coin from his given wages, idly flipping it in the air, catching it and seeing if the side was the one he predicted.

“More or less,” Owain admitted, laying back in the extra soft grass that grew by the lake’s bank. “We’ve already decided to go out and I figured that someone needed to show him around, so I killed two birds with one stone.”

“Well look at you finally getting your balls back,” the clydesdale snickered.

“Oh yeah?” the bull huffed. “Laugh all you want, but I’m gonna be the one laughing to the bank...with my shorts down.”

“If you say so...” Storm snickered, catching the coin as it came back down. His prediction of tails was corrected. “...Mr. Stud.”

The equine was rather excited to go to town himself, but for something specific that ironically had to do with the bull’s little predicament. If he was honest with himself, he was getting a bit worried about just how set Owain was on this. Sure, the bull could say he wanted to show Danny around... But if that was the case, why wasn’t that same invitation given to the other new addition, Beau? Try as he might to be subtle, Storm was sure that this was the bull’s attempt to finally get Danny in his pants. And for some reason, he wasn’t sure if that was a good idea or not. And a flip of a coin hardly helped make a decision.

Owain soon departed to take a shower and get something to eat, leaving Storm alone to just watch the waters of the lake shimmering from the risen sun’s rays. Of all the places on the ranch, this was his favorite spot. It just seemed to calm him just from a single glance. And getting close brought him a sort of peace, just looking out over the expanse of blue.

It reminded the stallion of the fun he had with Danny. And that led to him remembering the fun they had after. A part of him blamed Owain for putting it into his head. Now those moments were replaying his head, getting him all riled up. He had ignored his morning wood in favor of breakfast and now it was coming back with a vengeance.

Closing his eyes and gripping his cock, he put a spin on his memories, imagining himself standing over a kneeling Danny and Owain. Both the human and bull were eagerly licking at his cock, fighting to bring him the most pleasure. He could see it in his mind, watching as the bovine got low and sucked on his balls while Danny took advantage by stroking his length with no direct competition.

As the fantasy went on, Storm allowed himself to get rather creative. As his cock was heavily leaking, he imagined both the human and bull leaning over a sturdy table. He was going back and forth between their asses, listening to them both moan out louder and louder until the fantasy was cut short by his own climax. Snorting heavily, he thrust over his palm, shooting thick ropes of his seed over his own stomach, panting heavily as he came down from the climatic high. At the very least, he held onto some hope that Owain somehow sealed that deal, at least to increase the chances of his little fantasy becoming real.

When Storm went to go clean himself up, he was surprised to find that Beau and Marlo were joining him. On either side was a bovine, standing taller than him. But the horse still carried himself with confidence as he turned on the water of his shower, letting out a sigh as the warm water washed over him.

“Someone had fun this morning,” Beau teased, looking over at the lingering evidence that stubbornly cling to the horse’s pelt.

“Like you’re one to talk,” Storm countered. “Is it your first time in town?”

“In a sense,” the cow nodded. “I’ve passed by a few times, but this will be my first time actually taking a look around.”

“You’ll like it there...” Marlo assured, washing his own thick pelt.

Meanwhile, Danny was helping Gordie haul back the chest that held the jars of milk. “What happened to the fridge you were gonna install?”

“The stupid thing died the other day. I swear, the moment you need something it just falls apart on you,” the bulldog growled.

“Not everything,” Danny assured. Together they brought the milk to the wolf, who had a surprise of his own in the form of an envelope filled with Danny’s first payday. The ranch hand was awed by the amount of money he was given and dared to ask if it was a mistake.

“No,” Hudson chuckled. “In fact it’s extra. Consider it a little bit of thanks.”

Danny did so and gave a bit more assistance to his boss, who wanted to bring all of the collected milk with them to town, eager to find a seller.

Once it was loaded into the truck, that left the others to pile up in the trailer in the back. One by one, the anthro’s climbed aboard and sat down.

“Need some help?” the twins offered. Before Danny could say anything, one of them lifted up into the trailer while the other heaved onto it. While Danny felt a bit embarrassed to be so easily lifted, he was able to laugh it off with the twins, who were glad to be in the back for once. The last to join were Beau and Owain, the latter was offered by Owain to sit with him, much to the teasing jeers and murmurs from the others.

As the truck started, the human was caught off guard by the sudden movement. He leaned back and Owain caught him, wrapping his large arms around his chest. “I got ya.” Looking around, Danny could see them snickering to each other. Even Beau seemed to have a good idea of what was going on. All in all, he was grateful for the bull’s grip on him. He wasn’t used to such a bumpy ride and as they went on the bull held him closer against the stronger bumps.

Being held by the bull while the others watched was embarrassing enough but that was only aided by something pressing against his backside, getting bigger and harder. “Oh. My bad... I can’t help it...” Owain mumbled.

In Danny’s mind, this was just a consequence of his body bouncing against the bull’s. He was grateful that the large male was wearing shorts, but for the most part he could still feel the hard length rubbing against him. As the ride continued, the human was wondering what he should do. He didn’t want to be rude and suddenly getting up would expose what had to be an all too obvious tent in the bovine’s shorts.

It was a rather bumpy ride over the trail of earth, especially in the trailer that bounced even more than the towing truck did. Owain used this to his advantage, knowing that Danny wouldn’t be used to it. But he didn’t expect the infrequent grinds of his body to get him hard. As tingles of light pleasure coursed through him, the bovine decided to just apologize but still go with it.

Ahead was an extra uneven part of earth that already brought a series of shakes and rattles to the trailer. Owain had forgotten, being rather distracted at the moment. When rolling over, Danny pressed closer to him. That was a double edged blade. It brought the human even closer, but the rubbing of his body felt good. Too good. He didn’t realize that he was this excited. Frantically, he tried to fight it off but it was no good.

All the bull could do was fight to keep his face steady as was pulled into a climax, unloading into his own shorts with Danny still rubbing over them. Luckily the town was just ahead and the others were starting to shift. That gave him the change to pull back a bit. He could feel how damp his shorts were, firing off what he should have taken care of that morning.

Once they came to a stop, the others hopped off the back of the trailer, touching their hooves and feet to the ground. But Owain told them to go ahead, claiming that he was looking for something. It was more than embarrassing to admit to Gordie what happened. He was thankful for the pair of emergency shorts that were stashed in the truck, slipping away behind a thick clump of bushes to peel the now sticky shorts from his body.

That left Storm to take the bull’s place in showing Danny and Beau around the town. It wasn’t what he expected. Admittedly the city ideas of simple living led him to expect the countryside settlement to still be in an era akin to the wild west. But it was a surprising mix. There were modern shops with some old style stands alongside, despite being so different, the sight all came together rather well. Outside of a local grocery store were a few stands that others were selling their own brand of produce, likely giving the shop itself a cut for using them.

The other surprising sight was the plethora of anthros just going about their business. In fact, Danny was now the one being looked at rather strangely. But Storm ushered him and Beau along. The first place they stopped at was an ice cream stand, something that the cow found more than a little amusing.

“Trying to send a message?” Beau asked, giving a lick to the soft, sweet dessert.

“The only way we're getting ice cream from you is leaving you out during the winter,” Storm suggested.

“Ooh!” the cow shuddered. “I’m actually afraid to find out if that would work.”

After getting their fill, they were joined by Prince who led them to the front of a jewelry shop. The hog was swooning over the shiny, sparkling accessories, likely imagining them on himself.

“Jeez, don’t you have enough?” Storm asked. He didn’t see what was so amazing about a bunch of shiny metal and clear rocks.

“I’m ignoring you,” the hog muttered, keeping his gaze on the window.

While the others were having their fun, Hudson and Gordie sought out someone they were sure would appreciate their product.

“What have you got for me this time?” a possum asked, looking at the jars.

“I got my hands on a prime cow and I bet you’ve never tasted milk like this,” the wolf guaranteed, handing him a sample. “Try it for yourself, Wayne.”

Wayne took a sip of it and was surprised by the sweet taste and earthy tones. It ran over his tongue and down his throat like a fine creme, going down smooth with no faults.

“You’re right,” the possum admitted. “And may I ask what kind of heifer made that?”

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you that it came from an actual male cow. Somehow he produces only milk and a lot of it. This whole batch is from yesterday and this morning.”

“Sam Hill...” Wayne muttered to himself. “When you put it like that, I almost have no choice but to buy. You don’t have anyone lined up, do you?”

The wolf shook his head. “Of all the shops around here, I trust yours the most. So. How about we talk contract?”

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Storm had shown most of the places that he knew to Danny and Beau, making sure they had a good lay of the land, departing to handle his own tasks. On his face was a mischievous grin, leaving the cow and human behind.

“So what do you think?” Danny asked.

“I think this place and the ranch are all just great. Especially knowing that you’re all crazy about me,” the cow chuckled to himself before walking away as well.

That left Danny alone to figure out what to do with his time. Taking advantage of the area he was in, the human tried a bunch of treats that were being peddled at various shops and stands, using the flavors to distract from the odd stares that he got.

After getting his fill, the human wandered a bit more, looking for something else to get into. He didn’t really plan to do much, more of just looking around. But something did catch his attention, or rather it was someone.

“Step right up and test your luck!”

Danny approached, leaving behind the main shop street and approached the source, finding them to be two rats. One was calling out while the other was shuffling around three cups. Seeing this, the human couldn’t help but chuckle. He had seen these kinds of things in the movies, but never thought that people actually held games like this.

“Ah! I see we have a taker!” the announcing rat said. “Please. Don’t be shy. Come and test your luck.”

Danny figured that he had nothing to lose. So he put in a dollar and watched as the second rat presented him with a walnut. It was placed under one of the three cups before they were shuffled around, slow at first but at a faster speed. But Danny was sure that he had the location pinned down.

“There.” He pointed to the one in the center and it turned out that he was right.

“Amazing!” the announcing rat praised. “How about we up the stakes? For just 5 dollars that grand prize can be yours.”

“Sure, why not?” Danny shrugged, giving up the bill to the rat. The other had set up the next round. But this time there were three walnuts, one of them painted red, sitting in the center.

“Just keep your eyes on the red one and the prize is all yours.”

As the game was started, Danny was so focused on keeping track of the walnut that he failed to see the signal given and the other rats that were creeping from behind corners and hidden locations, slowly closing in.

Danny pointed to the one on the right, but he wasn’t exactly sure. But his guess turned out to be correct again.

“Well, I’ll be...” the rat said. “Come on, boys. Show him what he’s won.”

It was only then that Danny noticed the rat’s crowding around him. The one that played announcer clutched the collar of his shirt, holding him close.

“You’re not from around here so we’ll let you off with a warning and let you empty your pockets yourself.”

The sound of a whistle caught all of their guard and standing ahead was a large, wide bodied german shepherd.

“Oh shit! Book it!” the rat called, dropping Danny and rushing off with the others.

“Hmph.” the large canine grunted. “Are you alright?”

“Y-yeah, I’m fine. Thanks,” a strong hand pulled him onto his feet. Now the human got a good look at him, amazed that the dog was just as big as Storm and just as strong looking too.

“You’re clearly not from around here so I’ll spare you the lecture about wandering away from the main streets. Here, let me lead you back.”

Danny followed behind him.

“You got a name, kid?” the anthro asked.

“Yeah, Danny.”

“Well, you can call me Sheriff D’Laney,” the larger male introduced.

He was led back to the main streets and the canine did give Danny some words of warning, pointing out how lucky the human was that he had a bad feeling and came to check the place out. After thanking him, Danny and D’Laney parted ways.

“Danny! There you are!” It was Owain who rushed up to him, panting heavily.

“Owain. I’m sorry. I uh…got a bit lost on the way.”

“Aw, better late than never, right?” Owain chuckled. “Come on. There’s this place that I wanna show you.”

That place turned out to be a small sauna. Once he led Danny inside, the bovine asked for a steam room. Once they were given a space, Owain eagerly led him into the locker rooms. They were given the combinations to their assigned lockers. Of course, the bull was nude with the simple removal of his shorts, which Danny couldn’t help but wonder if they looked different.

It took a bit more time for him to shed his clothes and store them away in his own locker before grabbing a towel and following the bull into the actual sauna. He sat down as Owain got things set up, first with the heat then applying some water to heat up the room.

“Aah. It’s always good to work up a good sweat,” the bovine said to himself.

“Don’t we do that back on the ranch?” Danny asked.

“Yeah, but this is a different kind of sweat,” Owain shrugged.

“Smells the same to me,” the human joked.

At the mention of his scent, his mind started working again. With his heart pounding, Owain dared to shuffle closer to the human until he sat beside him. “I’m... I’m really glad that it’s just the two of us.”

“Really?” Danny asked.

“Yeah. And sorry about disappearing back there. Anything crazy happen while I was gone?”

“Actually, just earlier...” Danny started.

“Mmhmm...” As the bull started to listen, his eyes couldn’t help but drift down. He saw that Danny’s towel was only covering his lap. There was no maneuvering needed to get a good view of his backside’s curvature.

“Storm and Beau left to do their own separate things and that left me alone...”

“Yeah...”

“I left the main streets, following this voice calling to play this game. These rat guys were gonna rob me but then the sheriff showed up and... O-Owain!” While he was recalling the moment, starting to feel his heart pound again, there was a sudden touch, a hand on his ass.

The bull looked surprised as he drew his hand back.

“Were you even listening? And why did you..?”

“Yeah, I was listening but can’t we talk about it later? After all, we're all alone and I bet you’re looking to have some naughty fun in the sauna,” the bull said with a smirk, reaching for Danny’s shoulder.

But it was smacked away. “Talk about it later? I was trying to tell you about nearly being robbed by some gang! And all you’re worried about is messing around?”

Whether it was from his idea of finally scoring that was now out of his grasp or all the time he wasted uselessly pining finally sinking, Owain finally lost patience with the other male, flinging his towel away and standing up, not even caring that his hard cock was bouncing between his legs.

“Yes! Of course I am. I’ve been trying to do this since you’ve gotten here! It’s the perfect chance to fuck but all you can talk about are some rats! All this time I’ve spent dancing around you, afraid of just saying what I want. But fuck it, Danny! I’ve see you looking at my chest all the time, oogling my body, and talking about my scent like you want it, but you’re nothing but fucking tease! A waste of my time!”

Danny was stunned as the bull angrily stomped out of the sauna room, leaving the place quiet. Now, he just felt worse. He had thought trying out the steamy room would be the perfect thing to calm down. For all of this time Danny wondered if Owain even liked him. Every moment they talked, all those smiles that bull gave him. Were they all fake? Nothing but a stepping stone closer to this moment? Was that all Owain wanted from him?

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“Hey cassanova,” TJ said to the approaching bull. “I saw you and Danny go off together. Did you finally get some or what?”

“No! And screw him!”

Owain continued off, not even bothering to even simmer in the truck. He took the long way and made the walk back to the ranch on his own hooves, letting the anger fuel him the whole way.

Eventually the time for them to gather up and climb aboard the trailer arrived. TJ informed them of Owain going back on his own, keeping the details vague. After doing a head count it was confirmed that they were missing someone else, and that someone was Danny. The others were told to wait in case he came back while Hudson, Gordie, and Storm went off to find him.

It took quite a bit of searching, but they found Danny sitting on some boxes in the alley of the sauna.

Hudson noticed he looked rather down. “What happened to you?” It was a look he recognized from his own sons. Something rather serious.

And when Danny did tell them what happened quite a reaction came from the other three. To say that the good feelings that came from the day off were dampened was an understatement. Hudson kept a calm tone, telling Danny that he was glad he was okay, but Gordie could tell that the wolf was holding back his true feelings. But Storm let his anger be known.

And he was not the only one. When they returned to the trailer, the others were told of Owain’s actions. The others consoled their friend. Danny was grateful for their words. He still didn’t know how to feel about the whole thing. Being called a tease when he didn’t have any inclinations of the bull’s desires…

“Did I do something wrong?” Danny asked.

“No.” It was Marlo who spoke. This time there was emotion in his voice. “The only one in the wrong is Owain. You needed someone to talk to and he ignored you just for his own wants.”

“He’s always been kinda self centered but this takes the cake,” TJ snorted. At first he had been more confused than anything else. With a proper explanation given, the pig was angry with himself for noticing the signs. He had even told Owain not to get too focused on Danny and offered to keep the bull in check.

“We’re all pretty open and like to have our fun,” Ryan said.

“But you don’t owe anyone sex. Not Owain and not any of us either,” Riley added.

“He called me a tease,” Danny said, the word struck him hard for some reason.

“Danny...” Storm finally said, having cooled down a bit. “Maybe we should have told you earlier... Owain’s been pining over you since the moment you got here. I didn’t want to say anything, but I was just starting to think he was becoming obsessed with you. Anytime he heard about you fooling around with someone else he’d get all jealous about it.”

“What? So he thinks Danny choosing who he wants to be with is a slight towards himself?” Prince huffed, crossing his arms.

“He told me how much he wanted to get your attention, but I thought that he wanted to get to know you like the rest of us. I’m sorry, Danny. I should have done something,” Storm sighed.

“No...” the human said, sitting up a little taller. “You’re all right. I wanted to be friends with Owain. But after this I just can’t trust him. I just... Can you guys just keep an eye on him for me?” He couldn’t help but be reminded of those stories he heard and movies he used to watch about crazy stalkers. Now he just hoped that was not the case...

The ride back was rather quiet. Once they got back Gordie was rather protective, keeping close to the human as they walked to their quarters. Everyone else more or less went their separate ways. Storm went in the direction of the Stables and once inside he found Owain.

“Welcome back.”

“So that’s all you have to say?” Storm’s rage flared up again as he walked up directly to the bovine.

“Yeah... What’s up?” the bull asked.

“What’s up is what you did back there to Danny! That wasn’t right!” the clydesdale huffed.

“Oh...” Owain snorted and shrugged. “Don’t worry about him. I’m over it now. TJ was right, I don’t need to waste my time chasing after his tail.”

It seemed that the bull had calmed down after his walk, but the horse felt his anger rising again. He had done some pretty stupid things in the past, but this... And while Danny was clearly shaken by the whole thing, Owain didn’t show an ounce of shame or remorse, seemingly already looking for the next piece of ass he could get. Some of that anger was also directed at himself for not seeing the signs earlier and nipping it in the bud.

But now after the fact, Owain was not only acting like it never happened, but had the nerve to disregard it all as some failed attempt at chasing tail?!

Storm was shorter than the bull, but not by much. Clenching his teeth, the stallion put all of his rage into a sudden punch that cracked Owain’s face like a velocity baseball to the face. He was still panting heavily when Owain tumbled to the ground. For a moment there was silence before the bull groaned, rising to his knees, holding a hand over his left eye.

“Are you really that selfish?! How about you pull your head out of your ass and think about how Danny feels? If you were actually listening you would have heard that he was nearly robbed by the Razor Crew before the sheriff showed up at the last minute. What if something would have happened to him?”

“I just...” Owain winced. “I was just trying to get some of what you had, Storm. It’s easy for you to act all high and mighty. He was all over you...”

“...I told you. That just happened. I took Danny to the lake because I wanted to spend time with him. All of that other stuff happened afterwards!” The horse had gotten something from the town. It was going to be a surprise for the bull. But he just grabbed them and tossed them at the groaning bovine.

Through his undamaged eye, Owain saw magazines flopping down before his knees. And on the covers were various pinups of humans. He picked up on and indeed saw nude images of human males.

“I got these to help you out, but now I think they’re perfect. If all you care about is yourself, then you’ll have a lot of fun with these. And maybe it’ll keep you away from him...”

Storm marched out of the quarters, leaving Owain alone to wince from the stinging in his struck eye. Slowly, he gathered the magazines and got up to lay on his bed. His fingers flipped through the pages, showing him full images of the many things he fantasized about, but for some reason it wasn’t nearly as thrilling. With a groan, he slipped them under his bed and sought out some ice to put over his eye.

Out in the open he could see dirty looks coming from the others, cluing him in that the entire ranch knew of his little attempt. But it only made him agitated. Why were they all acting all high and mighty? As if they hadn’t been looking at Danny in that way or made comments after he walked by? What made his attempt to get with him so wrong in their eyes? If anyone had the right to be mad, it was him.

He wanted Danny the most out of anyone but it was as if he was invisible to the human, being passed up by first Gordie then Storm. What did they have that he didn’t, being both bigger and stronger than the both of them. By his logic, the human should have been approaching him, begging to even touch him. If the others wanted to condemn him for taking the chance that was suggested that he take, then he was content to distance himself, seeing them all as hypocrites.

When it was time to settle down for the night, Owain made good on that by sleeping outside the Stables, leaving the others to undoubtedly keep talking about how he was suddenly the worst person on Earth. With a huff, he settled down on the soft grass and let the sounds of the distant trees calm and lull him to sleep...