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Around the Track

Chapter 5

By Roofles

“You still mad, Sugar?" Kent asked from the driver seat. It was a long road trip out of town and Noah had been giving him the silent treatment from the back seat for most of it; the human was busy on his laptop. Kent didn't know Noah wore glasses when he worked.

The driver seat might as well have been in the back and next to Noah. The chair having been adjusted and customized to be as far back as it could be for the large equine to fit comfortably into the driver seat. There wasn't even a seat behind the driver side and the door had been designed only for the driver in mind.

“I was drunk. I lost my cool. I hate that mule." Kent rolled his eyes a bit throwing one excuse after another and hoping something stuck. “It was the holidays. There was free eggnog. Good drinks. How could I resist? It'd be rude too. "

“Huh?" Noah finally asked, pulling out an ear bud. He was wearing the head band headset he had gotten during the party. It fit Kent far better than the human but still worked. “Oh, you're a drunk. Right." Noah just added as if that was what Kent had been talking about.

“I haven't drank today." The horse snorted turning back towards the road. He reached over to grip Noah's thigh and gave him a playful shake at the insult.

“Yet." Noah just added on.

“Aw, you're finishing my sentences." Kent teased. Noah didn't reply, just continuing his work on the laptop. “So, you are still mad." The horse flicked an ear, smiling as he looked into the rearview mirror at him. Noah wasn't watching which made the horse snort in distaste. Noah should be paying attention to him, keep him company during this long road trip.

It wasn't the time to work. It was the holidays! It was the time to play, get drunk and wake up kidnapped by the stallion; Kent having carried Noah into the car before leaving without his permission. That was half the fun, as Kent saw it.

“Just a pain is all." Noah grumbled, tapping one finger on the laptop. “Lot of paperwork to fill out. Got to make sure it doesn't affect the company and then there are the other employees. They might have to be reassured that you won't be favored over them. Lots of little details you would just forget about." Noah finished, shutting the laptop and placing it to his side. Kent was still holding his thigh. He looked down at the large, brown fur hand gripping it.

“I'm always favored though." Kent whinnied softly. “I'm a Star baby." Noah rolled his eyes at that, the horse just grinned; giving his thigh another powerful squeeze with his strong slightly hoofed fingers. “What are you working on, Sugar?"

“I WAS working on said paperwork from the other night." Noah just grumbled a bit, resting back and closing his eyes as Kent's hand continued to roam over his thigh. That strong grip did feel good, like a much-needed masseuse. Noah did need a good massage after these past couple of days. That hand roamed further in, groping him one second then sliding under his shirt the next. The stallion just feeling his mare in his fingers as they drove out of state for the holidays.

It felt good, those strong amble fingers rubbing over his chest. They were slightly hoofed giving it an almost rough feel, the warm fur and strength to them was making the already cramped vehicle uncomfortably hot. The stallion himself just let off enough heat to keep them warm even during the winter without the heater going. Noah was resting back still, eyes closed as Kent continued to feel him up. The horse taking his silence as a “go ahead and rape me" kind of vibe. Kent was digging it.

The horse was watching the road, promising before Noah let him get into the driver seat again that he'd be good. Which Kent promised to be. At least, watching the road that is as his hand roamed between his human's legs to brush over the bulge in Noah's tightening pants with the back of his fingers. Outlining it with one finger and then running the middle one up it roughly. Kent tried to finger the sheath Noah didn't have through his pants.

“Mm, somebody likes that." Kent huffed a heavy breath out, trying not to divert his eyes away as he slipped his hand under Noah's shirt, scratching at his mare's belly with those coarse finger tips; teasing at the top of the front of Noah's pants with the middle once more.

Noah squirmed at that, moaning softly as they rubbed up to his chest the next second. Kent's whole hand pressed against Noah's body roughly holding him to the seat. The stallion could feel Noah's heart beat quickening as the rough foreplay.

Kent swallowed heavily, ears flicking as he tried to keep his eyes on the road. The horse wanted to look over, watch him as he teased one of Noah's nipples now. Pinching it lightly with two of those hoofed fingers and then giving it a slight twist. Kent could smell Noah's arousal even through his pants, the horse nostrils flaring out at it.

Without the heater on, the windows were beginning to fog up.

Kent wanted to pull over, to fuck him so hard Noah would be clawing at those foggy windows; dragging his fingers down them as if asking for someone to come and save him from the big bad stallion. Kent was also painfully aware that Noah was already bothered by the horse from the previous night and didn't want to delay their already late arrival any further due to the horse sleeping in; Kent turning their alarm clock off the previous night.

The horse had to be careful how he approached this, then again, the challenge was half the fun after all.

“You've been working too hard, Sugar. Just take it easy for a while." Kent just spoke up, his voice deep and supportive. “Here." Kent just offered warmly as he withdrew his hand and lowered the armrest in the front seat into the back, forming a middle seat between the front two. “I'll rub your feet for you." The horse patted the folded armrest with his hand now, rubbing over it as he had done their bed the other night; coaxing Noah into it with the horny, naked stallion.

Kent could be very persuasive.

Noah couldn't complain about that. Taking off his shoe and stripping his sock, the human rested his leg up onto the folded divider. Kent brushed one hand over it slowly, tracing down it to his foot; taking Noah by the ankle and giving his whole body a good yank closer. Kent continued to watch the road as he rubbed those fingers over the bare sole, against the toes and his thumb along the top of it.

Kent slid his fingers underneath the heel, lifting it up and like a refreshing drink, or maybe a salt lick, licked Noah's big toe and closed his snout around the others. Giving the whole thing a suckle on. Noah only squirmed as that firm, unyielding tongue pressed against his toes and slid between two of them.

“Not what I had in mind." Noah ended up spreading his toes anyways, blushing hotly in the face as he began to breathe heavily. His eyes remained closed.

Kent just gave his leg a good slap as he let him go. “That's my slogan." The horse just flicked one of his ears. “Besides, Sugar. Not a part of you I wouldn't lick." And the horse patted the spot next to him again. “Lay down, I'll give you a back rub instead if this isn't your thing." The horse flared his nostrils out, knowing otherwise.

Noah chuckled at that, teasing at the button on his seat belt. The horse watched in the rearview mirror, smirking as the boy scout behind him toying with breaking the law.

“Don't you just want to be bad, sometimes?" Kent asked with a huff of his breath. There was that smug smile on the horse's face once more.

“If we get pulled over…" Noah just finally gave in, unbuckling and scooting forward a bit.

“I'll be the one to get the ticket. You're record will be perfectly preserved." The horse whinnied at that, stomping his foot on the bottom of the car and shaking his head. That curly hazelnut brown mane swayed around the horse as he did so, resting back down to his shoulders. There was a reason why most shampoo commercials used a horse in them.

“I'm not perfect…" Noah just laid out on his stomach on the armrest, the middle seat far more comfortable than he thought it would be. “I mean, I'm just not stupid enough to get caught!" He laughed, resting his head on his arms and looking up at the horse.

Noah flushed, being so close to the horse wearing a pair of cut off slacks and little else like this was a remarkable sight. The heat from the stallion poured off of him and Noah could feel it against his face, that strong male musk with it was already filling up the car. This close, Noah could practically taste it.

“Live a little," Kent rested his hand on Noah's back. Noah fidgeted at it, the weight of his hand alone made the human flush as Kent scratched his back from where it lay. Kent slid it down slowly, tracing the fingers along his spine and then groped the smaller male's ass tightly.

“I just… never had a reason too, before. You know…" Noah closed his eyes, sighing softly as the horse slid that hand underneath his shirt now up and over his bare back. Noah shivered as those rough hoofed fingers traced over his shoulder blades then back down his spine; the tips of them sliding into the back of his pants and one teasing his crack.

“And you do now?" Kent snorted at that, his ears lifting up to face forward attentive to Noah's words.

Noah just smiled knowingly at that. “Don't go reading too much into this, hun."

One of Kent's ears twitched at the pet name. “Hun? I think I'm more of a Casanova. A cowboy or a Love Muffin, thank you very much." The horse whinnied once more in a laugh, showing off those front teeth.

“Love Muffin is already taken by… well, Love Muffin," Noah just reminded Kent of the other horse back at the stables with the same racer name.

Kent snorted at that. “Fine. I'll accept cowboy then."

“Since you wear a hat and boots all the time?" Noah did look up at him at that, his cheeks a rosy red now as he stared up Kent's naked upper body. The curve to his chest and the thickness of those arms. If it wasn't for the beer belly Kent could apply to be a model even at his age.

“Who says I don't own them?" Kent chuckled. It was a natural sound, something as lighthearted as this just made the horse relax. The tension in his shoulders had eased and he was slouching now, not even trying to sit tall and proud for the man lying next to him. Or sucking in his gut. This horse in front of Noah was the real Kent not the one who put on the airs for the others back home or for the crowd.

Noah moved over a bit making Kent tense up as he felt that soft cheek rest against his leg. “I'd like to see you in them sometime." Noah mumbled now, the heat getting too him. The trip was longer than Kent had told him it'd be or neglected to tell him rather. Noah needed the saving grace of coffee now more than ever.

“I'll keep your word to that." Kent smiled down at him now as the stallion took his hand out of Noah's shirt to pet over the smaller male's head resting on his thigh. Kent placed his hand back under his shirt afterwards. “It is getting stuffing in here." The horse wiggled his rear in his seat, just glad the back of it had an opening for his large tail to stick out it. It still wasn't the most comfortable of rides. But damned if it didn't look nice at the car lot.

“Do you want to take your pants off?" Noah asked already seeing where this was going. He had his eyes closed again.

“I want to take my pants off." Kent just smiled at that and Noah rolled over so the horse, still driving, could take the pants off and toss them into the back. Kent was just glad cruise control worked in this car unlike his last as he held the steering wheel with one hand as he worked the short shorts off.

They swerved on the highway, getting several honks around them and Noah was sure they were going to die so Kent balls could breathe freely.

“Ok." Kent just took a seat once more, getting comfortable and patted his knee for Noah. “You're turn." He added.

Noah just gave him a tired look. They had gotten up far too early for this trip; having to pack, get gas and plan things out to the very last minute. Let alone for Kent having them sleep in. And somehow forgot the most important thing to life before heading out; coffee.

The human yawned, stretching out and then scooted back over. He placed a hand tentatively on Kent's bare thigh. Noah swallowed, his mouth suddenly having gone dry as he tried to look anywhere but at the horse's fully exposed groin. Kent had even opened up his legs a bit for him; that hefty sheath taking up most of it, the horse's sack the rest.

“I've never uh… done this." Noah began slowly, trying not to make it sound as big of a deal as it actually was for him. Noah had been a very good kid, an even better teenager and was still kicked out by his parents when they found out he was gay. Being raised in a catholic home, he hadn't done a lot of things even at his age.

“Which part?" Kent just asked, the horse's full attention was on the road ahead of them. His palms were sweating a bit, it was hot in here. “Is it because we're driving?" The stallion shook his head again, his mane tossing to the other side. Kent would gladly just pull over if that was the issue; he'd even turn on his hazard sign, you know, for everyone else's safety while Noah gave him head.

“Well that, sure." Noah grip on the horse's bare thigh tightened, if only a little showing his nervousness about this. Noah could feel the muscle underneath that short brown fur flex at his touch. “I just uh… never slept in… on? Someone's lap." Noah was blushing even more now. The human didn't even know how to describe it. His words getting jumbled in his dry mouth.

It was Kent's turn to blush, the horse's large ears splaying out at that. Kent had just hoped for some road head. He didn't think Noah would actually sleep in his groin. The horse had to let out a heavy breath, adjusting himself with one hand at the thought.

“I'll slow down a bit…" Kent began, his own mouth suddenly having gone rather dry. “It'll be a smooth ride." He didn't even mean a double entendre about it either, this time. “Just focus on me. The sound of the road. You'll be asleep before you know it and we'll be at our motel by the time you wake up."

Noah nodded at that, having to cover his mouth as another loud yawn escaped him. They had to have gotten up around ten or eleven this morning, yet hadn't gotten to sleep until roughly five or six. “I don't want to distract you." Noah spoke up as he looked around the road. He wasn't even sure where they were at.

The joke about being kidnapped by the horse came to mind again.

“Y-you're not!" Kent voice went a bit higher than he meant too, speaker up quickly about the matter. The horse had to roll the window down a bit now, to air things out as he used the same hand after to roll his weighted sheath to the other side to give Noah room. There wasn't much he could do about the hefty sack.

Noah just nodded at that and crawled forward a bit before laying down on Kent's firm thigh. The horse flexed, letting out another slow breath and had to feel the cold air from outside against his face to cool his libido down.

The horse rubbed his hand between Noah's shoulder blades, giving him an encouraging push forward.

“You can sleep closer, if you want. Sugar." Kent licked his lips, swallowing again.

Noah moved a bit closer. It was teasing the horse at this point and Kent just helped the human up onto his thigh. “There we go…" Kent murmured trying to focus on the road, on the holiday, seeing his family again and just about anything other than the man's face pressing against his sheath.

Noah turned to face towards Kent fully, resting on his side a bit as he nosed forward. The raw heat of the horse hit him in face and Noah had to take a moment to adjust. He shivered.

“M-maybe I will take my shirt off." Noah decided, sitting up a bit to take his coat off and then pull his shirt off. The widows were even more fogged up than they had been before as he rested back against him.

Noah ended up resting his nose on the other side of that substantial sheath. Noah could taste Kent's musk on his lips as he pushed his face against it, turning to rest on it if it were a pillow. Kent curled his toes, gripping the steering wheel tightly as Noah let his breath out. It washed over Kent's groan and the horse had to stop himself from bucking, humping at Noah's face from the feel.

“There…" Kent reached down to pet Noah's head, rubbing his face against his groin. Kent wasn't sure which one of them groaned at that. Noah resting his chin in the crook of the horse's leg as he tilted his head down, right into Kent's groin and let out another breath against the hairy horse.

Kent shivered at that. The horse wasn't used to being teased like this. Most the boys just wanted a good quick fuck. They hardly even exchanged names half the time. All he had hoped for was some good road head.

Noah could smell Kent, taste the large stallion as he took a timid breath of him. The heat of Kent alone was making him sweat, his mouth dry. Maybe that was why Noah licked out at him, tasting the stallion's slightly salty hair around the top of his groin. Kent sucked his gut in at that. As Noah pushed his nose against him, tasting him like this. Noah held Kent's side for support.

Noah reached down with his other hand, not taking them but slipping his whole arm underneath the horse's balls; letting that furless scrotum rest over his arm. Noah hugged at Kent's groin as if it were a teddy bear to cuddle up too. The humidity between Kent's legs was making Noah's arm sweat or maybe that was from the horse. Noah didn't care as the horse shifted under him once again.

Noah could feel the muscles flex under him, shifting with the horse and lifting up as Kent settled back down. Kent relaxed once more trying not to perspire too much as his musk filled the small vehicle.

“Are you comfortable?" Kent looked down to check on him, blushing a bit more as Noah's face was nearly hidden underneath his beer belly. The horse grinned at that, biting the tip of his tongue at the sight.

He didn't get a reply and so the horse just continued to pet over Noah's head, grumbling to himself. “Ah fuck, Sugar. How the hell am I gonna focus on the road with you like this…"

Kent pulled Noah's coat over him, covering him up as the horse rested back and began a slow leisure pace to their hotel. Petting over Noah underneath his coat.

Kent stayed in the parking lot of the cheap motel he had rented out for the two of them, reclining his seat back and rubbing one hand against the back of Noah's head as the human woke up with a mouthful of horse in his mouth.

“Been waiting all day for you to wake up, Sugar." The horse snorted, lifting up one leg up onto the dashboard of the car and spreading his legs open for Noah. Kent winced as his knee hit the side door and tried not to let it show how much it actually hurt.

“We could go inside." Noah said, lifting up the coat from over his head to look up the horse's naked torso and at that long face grinning down at him.

“We could." Kent nodded, agreeing with him. A little too much. “But, I don't think you're getting out of this car until you finish the job." The horse just teased, locking the car doors with a push of a button.

Noah wanted to point out that he could, very easily, just unlock them.

Still with the horse right there in front of him, it was hard to put it off. “What if someone sees." Noah whispered as if someone else was actually in this run down parking lot; Kent had wanted to get a more expensive hotel but this was the nearest one to their designation. Rather a motel than with family.

“That's what the coat is for." Kent just chuckled, putting it back over the man.

Noah had slipped between his legs, underneath the steering wheel and was still face first against the horse's exposed groin. The musk of it was stronger than it had been, the car ride only exacerbating the situation. Being underneath a coat with it didn't help either.

That hefty furless sack was sweaty, the musk of it rubbing off on Noah's face as Kent pushed him against it once more.

“Better hurry, Sugar. Or you're gonna be down there all night." The stallion only smiled at the thought as he felt Noah start. Maybe he would just keep this cute little guy between his legs all night.

Rubbing up the horse's smooth inner bare thigh with one hand, Noah opened his mouth and tasting the raw flesh of the stallion. He could taste the heat of Kent's sex as he licked over one smooth heavy orb inside. Pressing his lips against it as he pulled on the other one, teasing the horse as he licked over that sack again.

Noah slid a hand underneath, brushing a finger along the underside; moving both hands up between those thighs and up to take hold of the base of Kent's full sheath. The horse pushed back with one leg at that, letting out a low whinny of pleasure as Noah gave him a good pump having to use both hands for the massive horse.

Kent pulled the coat off Noah, wanting to watch him while he loved on the horse's body so. He knew the human wouldn't be cold in the car, he was here with him. Encouraging his human to clean every inch of him with sweet, enduring words of comfort. To savor everything Kent had to offer for him, him alone.

Noah was panting against that sack trying to follow what the horse said, there was just so much of him to man-handle he couldn't get it all.

It was nearly long enough before Noah had moved up to the horse's exposed head, teasing the opening of it and cleaning the thick pre-oozing out with his tongue. Kent was breathing heavily, holding onto the roof handle of the car for support as he rolled his hips up against the smaller male. The horse was restraining himself, holding back in the small cramped space. Kent didn't want it to end as Noah took his head into his mouth and helped, encourage, the rest of the horse out of his sheath with both hands.

Noah had to stand up due to the length of Kent, pressing his bare chest against the stallion's as he teased and licked over that cupped head. Tasting Kent on is lips as he swallowed again, the horse leaked more than anyone he had ever met before.

Noah was using both hands to rub up that thick length, stroking and pumping it for more. Kent's rock hard member glistened with saliva and pre as Noah kissed back down it to his sack; biting it softly and giving it a pull. Noah couldn't fit one of the horse's balls into his mouth so had to make due with what he could do.

Noah was used to hand jobs. A little oral at the end maybe. That was enough to get the guys he'd been with off. It took his whole body now to handle Kent. The size of the horse alone made the job taxing. Noah placing a foot between the horses legs and under his sack as he pushed against him once more, groaning low and deep as Kent rubbed that girth against the side of his face as the human rubbed that length between his pecs.

Kent curled his toes, gritting his teeth and snorted right into Noah's face. The size of him was an issue in itself in such a small space, the other problem was already tightening up to the horse's body. Kent's sack pulling up close to him as his length stool tall and proud, the horse whole flexing as he held his breath and closed his eyes savoring and soaking in this moment. The buildup before the release.

Kent wasn't sure what else to do so he took his cupped head into his large snout and closed tightly around it.

Noah just watched, feeling it in his hands, as Kent came. Hard. His length pulse, rippling and jumping slightly with every dose the horse unloaded into himself. Kent swallowed each time, one after another as he emptied his balls into his belly. Noah rubbing and stroking him the whole time, feeling the powerful surge of Kent's release between his fingers and watched lewdly.

Kent held Noah's thighs, pulling him against his length as he rocked into the human; gulping and swallow load after load of his release. He wanted to feel Noah against him, with him in this moment even if he wasn't inside the smaller male.

The horse finally pulled off himself, letting his semi flaccid member rest against his shoulder as Kent laid back against the seat once more. He could only groan out as he licked his lips clean.

“I could have…" Noah tried to say with a weak smile, blushing more having been watching the horse lustfully during his finish as if it had been a raunchy porno. Noah could feel the dampness in his own pants from it.

“No, Sugar. You couldn't." Kent only chuckled heavily, pulling Noah against him and giving him a deep, long kiss. “I've seen how much you can handle… and well, this is a new car." The horse was holding him by his thighs now, those strong slightly hoofed fingers rubbing over the human lovingly as he looked down his broad snout and into those eyes.

“You, uh… going to be ok?" Noah just asked. He'd never seen it from the outside before and the human wondered how he himself had managed to take such a load.

Kent licked his lips and gave him another wet, sticky kiss. The horse slid that long tongue into Noah's mouth; the human could taste Kent's release on his lips still.

“Not the first time I've had to help myself." Kent only teased, rubbing his broad nose against Noah's now.

Noah blushed a bit more, looking away ashamed he hadn't actually been the one too.

“Hey now, none of that Sugar." Kent could read him like a book as he brought that face back around with a single finger. “You were here the whole time, Sug. Don't you think this is a bad thing," Kent rubbed his gut at that and gave a bellow of a laugh in Noah face. Noah could smell the horse's climax on his breath. “Just didn't expect such a finish from road head." And he winked at him now, still holding Noah in his lap. “All thanks to you, Sugar." Kent gave him one more wet, sloppy kiss.

Noah flushed a bit at that, his ears burning hot. “W-well, glad I could help then." He chuckled lightly and was ready this time for the horse to exchange his breath with him.

They stayed like that for a good five minutes, kissing and petting over the other upper torso as they wound down from Kent's release. Just wanting to feel the other, to rub against each other and soak in that moment. The smell and heat of the stallion having filled the car as Noah ended up taking a seat right in his lap facing him.

It was another good five minutes before they got out. Neither of the two wanting to be the one to break the moment.

“Blue balls in heaven." Kent cursed, stepping right out into the snow. The horse was still naked. “If that isn't a splash of cold water in the morning, nothing is." The horse helped Noah out of the car before reaching back in for what little clothing he had on before.

“Wasn't it sunny when we left?" Noah laughed, watching the horse scrambled around the back of the car to open the trunk and fetch out a suitcase. Kent was still naked, out in the parking lot, as he tried to open it. Noah didn't point out that was his trunk and not Kent's.

The horse cursed again loudly, shivering now, and quickly, but neatly, put the trunk back and grabbed another one.

Kent got the keys and half-carried Noah up to their room for the night quickly, holding the man under one arm tightly as they talked about the up and coming holidays.

“My family's a bit… crazy." Kent just shrugged a heavy shoulder, turning their cheap motel room light on. It flickered a bit before turning on, giving a low faint buzzing sound. It bugged the crap out of Kent who kept flicking his ears as if there was a fly hovering around them.

“Aren't all families?" Noah just laughed as he brought his trunk in and placed it on the bed. He opened it up and was getting out his night things. Pajama bottoms, a tooth brush and the like.

“No, no. Mine are like… Well you'll see tomorrow, I guess?" Kent shrugged a heavy shoulder and gave a friendly, up-beat laugh at the hell they were in store for. “How about you?" Kent asked without thinking.

“I haven't seen my family in nearly Ten years." Noah just replied with no animosity or dejection in his voice. It was what it was. He had come to accept that a long time ago.

“Oh." Kent folded his ears back at that, looking away as he rubbed an arm. “S-sorry, I uh… sort of forgot."

“No worries, really." Noah just gave him a playful wink, walking past and into the bathroom. “I haven't thought about them in years either so it's all the same to me." Noah stopped at the door. “This place is disgusting…"

“Well, it's the only one I could get at last notice. It is Christmas Eve. Or did you forget?" Kent chuckled coming up behind him and pushing his belly against Noah's back. Then the horse frowned looking into the bathroom. “Uh… maybe we don't shower in the morning?"

“I smell like horse dick." Noah still frowned.

“Better than dying of whatever you'd catch in…. there." Kent just reached over his shoulder, shutting the door. “There's a sink over here." Kent just walked him over to it. “We can take partial baths, yeah?" And he gave the human a lewd wink. “Sponge me, nurse."

“I don't think we brought a sponge for that." Noah only laughed, walking over to the very small sink next to a mini fridge. The water took ten seconds to turn on, they could hear the pipes working underneath the sink before dark sludge came out. After a minute of running it finally cleared up.

“I did." Kent was still standing behind Noah who had begun brushing his teeth. Noah looked back at him.

“Really?" Noah said with a mouth full of suds.

Kent just chuckled. “Well it's more like a dish rag, but it'd work just fine." The horse nodded at this, rubbing over Noah's shoulders with both hands. “Give your big sweaty stallion a good long sponge bath." Kent smiled at the thought.

“Well, maybe it won't come to that… that feels good." Noah rested his head back against Kent's lower chest. The horse towered over the human when they were standing close like this. Kent had to duck underneath the door when they had come in. “And I'm not sure if we're to that point in our uh… relationship." Noah chuckled, looking up at the horse. “To be giving each other motel sponge baths."

Kent had his chin on his chest, looking down at the human.

“Oh? Where are we then in this relationship?" Kent just asked, teasing the human as he ran those slightly hoofed fingers down Noah's sides now.

“The car sex stage?" Noah just chuckled. “Well… I'm meeting you're family tomorrow. So, that far?"

Kent nodded at that as if approving how quickly they were going. “We've known each other for years, now…" Kent felt the need to bring up as Noah finally pulled away to put his bathroom things away.

Noah smiled softly at that, stopping for a second to reminisce about it. “You were… the first horse I met, when I joined as a stable boy. I actually gave you my application. Ah, to be young and stupid again…"

Kent just smiled at that, walking over to join him near the bed. The horse was just glad he had remembered. “Yeah. I can't believe I tricked you into cleaning my whole stall for me as a job interview." Kent was referring to the race horses dressing rooms.

“It wasn't as bad as you getting scolded by Salt after for it." Noah brought up. “That horse hated you."

“Salt hates everyone, equally." Kent tried to reason as he inspected the bed sheets. He gave them a sniff. “At least this seemed to have been washed recently-ish…"

Noah only frowned at that. “Uh…"

“Do you want to sleep in my car instead?" Kent just offered with a half shrug. “The back seats fold back."

“Well… would there be room." Noah didn't mention the fact it was the horse that would have issue with the cramp space. “And isn't it snowing?"

“Roomier than she looks. And don't you go worry 'bout no snow, Sugar. I'll keep you warm." Kent reached over to take hold of Noah's hand and bring him back over, the horse had to crouch a bit, bending over to get his nose right in the human's face. Kent exchanged his breath with him as he had done in the car.

Noah took it, but finally asked. “Why do you do that?"

“Do what?" The horse just asked as if unaware he had even done it, he was just looking into Noah's eyes with his half closed.

“Well… breathe. On me." Noah blushed a bit, with Kent standing this close he could still feel every time the large horse took a breath or let one out. Noah just watched that burly chest rising and falling with every breath he took. He could've stayed there all night just watching him.

“Does it bother you?" Kent only asked still with those half closed, dreamy eyes.

“Not… particularly. No." Noah admitted, blushing a bit. He was more bothered by the fact it hadn't bother him. Rather than the horse doing it. It was just such an odd, inhuman thing to do that you'd never see openly done in public. It was more intimate than Noah was used to too.

“Then I don't see the problem." And Kent flared out those pink highlighted nostrils on his white snout. Kent nosed at his hair, taking a breath of him in turn. “I just love the way you smell… feel in my hands… that cute face of yours." The horse bumped his snout against Noah's cheek as he spoke, nuzzling against him.

Noah timidly return the gesture, pushing his cheek against Kent's large snout and trying to sniff or breath or whatever at the horse's curly hazelnut mane. And Kent hugged him tightly, groping his rear fully with one hand as he picked him up off the ground in a strong hug.

The two ended up setting up camp in the back of Kent's car. The horse had several provisions in such case from an old ratty wool blanket to a pair of flash lights and even some water. Noah was sitting on the folded back seat while Kent had to lay out to keep from bonking his head on the top of the car, which he had done a couple of times already trying to find a comfortable spot for himself.

“They just don't make them big enough." The horse just grumbled.

“I think they just made you too big." Noah teased, resting back against the side of the car. The windows were fogged up giving them some privacy in the empty parking lot as they kept each other company. Noah pushed his bare toes against Kent's belly fur, wiggling them against the warm body. The heat of the stallion felt nice in contrast to the cold of the outdoors. Maybe, when Spring came around, he'd ask the horse to go camping with him.

Kent rubbed over Noah's socked feet with one hand, just watching Noah laze back at the feel of those strong hands once more. It was good to see little things like this, to know what Noah liked and didn't; to use against him in the future. “Regret coming with me now?" The horse just chuckled.

“I regret everyday I'm with you." Noah stuck his tongue out, then laughed. “It could've been worse." Kent gave him that one.

They stayed like that for some time. Kent just enjoying feeling some part of the human and Noah enjoying the foot rub.

“... Kent," Noah spoke up after a minute had passed by. “Why did you ask me to come along?"

The horse flicked an ear at that, sitting up a bit now instead of laying out. The horse had to lower his head down to try and match how Noah was sitting, putting his large legs on either side of the human's as he rested back. Noah feet pushed against the horse's groin, not that Kent seemed to mind.

“Well." Kent picked up one of his legs to continue rubbing his foot for him. “I thought you'd be asking why I asked you out instead. After all these years, I mean." The horse moved one of his legs over Noah's, placing his bare foot against the human and pushing it at him. Rubbing those toes down Noah's belly and to push against the human's groin.

Noah got the picture and began rubbing Kent's foot for him.

“Well, to be honest… I wasn't sure if I wanted to know." Noah blushed lightly, looking to one side. “I mean I'm just…" And he shrugged with a laugh and a forced smile. “And you're a star, baby." Noah quoted Kent's own line back at him.

“Well, for starts, Sugar." Kent scratched his toes over Noah's chest, sliding his foot under the man's shirt now. The bare sole was surprisingly warm as it stepped against him. “I've known you for ten years, roughly, now." The horse smirked. “I've sown my wild oats, I've been around… on top of the world. For a time." The horse tilted his muzzle up and ended up smacking the back of his head against the window. He grumbled about the car being too small again.

“And?" Noah just asked when Kent didn't continue. He was rubbing the other's foot for him now. Like the rest of Kent, it was large. The bottom was smooth, furless and felt like warm leather between his fingers. The tip of each toe was slightly hoofed like the horse's hands.

“I've been high. I've been low. I've been all over…" And Kent shrugged his heavy shoulders, letting them sag down. The horse wasn't even trying to suck in his gut anymore around Noah. “You were, well... The only one who stuck around after it all came crashing down." Kent went quiet for a while, thinking it over.

Noah shivered in the cold, so Kent pulled that wool blanket over their legs. It smelled like hay, like the earth and like the horse sitting across from him. It reminded Noah of a blanket you would see in a horse's stable. Kent just pushed his foot back against him, getting Noah to pet it for him once more.

“When I was on top, I had a lot of friends. Tons. Too many to even remember their names!" Kent shook his broad snout at that, as if that alone was a warning sign. “That was until my uh… mistake." Kent smile faded from his face.

Noah recalled what had happened. The horse had gotten drunk one night at a big party and ended up trashing the place with a few of his nameless friends. It wasn't so bad until he assaulted an officer who had been called in. They had managed to sweep the mess under the rug, bribe a few people here and grease a few more palms there to get him off the hook. It wasn't a joke, when you're a celebrity you could get away with murder. The next day though Kent had lost the leading role and ended up becoming what he was today.

“You were the only person who'd even talk to me after that." Kent looked off to the side. “The one who actually picked up the phone when I call and came to get me from there…." Kent lowered his head a bit at that, just looking at Noah's sock foot as he continued to rub it for the human.

Some of the other heads had told the papers off, just saying Kent had finally decided it was time to step down and give another horse the reins. And these same people had not so subtly hinted that Kent should also retire afterwards. Noah wasn't proud that he had been involved in the process, having been one of the few people to speak up on Kent's defense in the end.

They just saw it as an old horse that needed to be put out the pasture, as the saying goes.

“After it all, I just…" Kent shrugged heavily. “Been living day to day. Taking it slow an easy. Who would want a washed up has been like me? And I just sort of recalled then who my true friends were, the guy who'd always been there for me through my ups and down."

Noah took a moment on that. “Doesn't that say more about me, than it does you?" He tried to offer friendly enough.

Kent laughed at that. “Sugar, that says everything about you." And Kent placed his legs to the side so he could crawl over and join him. The car tilted a little at the shift in weight changed sides. Kent got under the blanket with Noah, wrapping a heavy arm around the human and hugged him close. “It says everything about you." And he gave Noah a bump on the nose with his large snout. “You were the only one for me."

“Uh, thanks?" Noah could only offer back.

Kent snorted and shook his mane to the other side. “At the end of the day, Sugar. You're not looking for a good quick fling. You're looking for someone who actually gives two shits that you're around. Who would notice when you were gone, care about it if something happened…" And Kent pet over Noah's chest with one hand. “I've might not have been the best of friends to you before, but I can be as your stallion."

Kent kissed him before he could interject. Noah just gave in, melting against him as the horse hugged him closer. They cuddled up on the back seat, Kent having to stretch his legs out into the middle front seat and still couldn't find a comfortable spot. Shifting and turning as he tried to find some sort of middle ground to it all. Noah had to just suck it up and deal with it as he was laid on, under and at the side of thrice in the past half hour.

Noah knew what Kent was talking about. He had, in his own way, always been there for the horse. Noah had started off bringing him lattes, donuts and sports drinks. Years later, he still was doing it out of old habit. Humoring him, going along with him and just being that supporting role for the Star. Noah found comfort in routine and Kent enjoyed the company and attention the younger male showered him with.

Noah still brushed Kent's mane for him, helped him pick out outfits and even from time to time went shopping together before they had hooked up. The two had grown close over the years. Noah figured it was the holidays that made the two finally seek comfort in each other after everything was said and done.

That thought was a bit, depressing. Noah hated the holidays.

Noah wasn't bad looking by any means. He was fit, healthy and working at the stadium kept him relatively fit and healthy. It had just been hard to find a social life with the work hours and where the stadium was located at, not being the easiest of places to just drive into town at a last minute booty call. It was inevitable he'd find someone who worked there too as a date; it had just taken him longer than he'd thought.

The horse on the other hand was, despite a few big flaws, perfect. He was handsome, strong, a top racer and charismatic as hell. Kent could be hot-headed at times but in today's society, that was ok for someone of his status to be. He could've hooked up with any guy there if he wanted too. Noah just hadn't thought it would be him.

Kent finally settled down behind him, having to bend one leg to place it over Noah's and held him close with one whole arm. The horse had stripped the second they got in the car, the cold winter not seeming to affect him nearly as much as it did Noah. The horse radiated heat and the shivering human did appreciate it this cold night.

Kent was a star and radiated more than just heat. While Noah was just above average.

Lost in his own thoughts about it, Noah just enjoyed the feel of this moment and of Kent as the naked horse spooned him from behind.

“Noah?" Kent spoke up softly from behind, his voice rumbling in his chest. Noah could feel it against his back. Feel that hot breath wash over the side of his face; they both were laying on Kent's arm for a pillow.

“Hm?" Noah grumbled a bit, even with the afternoon nap he was tired.

“It's midnight." The horse spoke up. Kent moved a bit once more. It took Noah a second to realize the horse did so to look down at him.

“Oh." Noah turned back around to face him. Noah placed the back of his head on the horse's forearm again looking up at that broad snout hovering overhead. “And?"

“Merry Christmas, Sugar." Kent gave him a soft kiss and hugged him closer making the human flush against the naked horse who laid out on top of him.

“Happy Holidays to you too, Cowboy."

And they snuggled in for the night.