Self-control
Three quick orgasms did take something out of him, but he was still a draft horse with considerable physical stamina. he was far from beat. when miss rosie's paws moved down to caress his balls, he neighed.
a roll in the hay
It was a stormy night the rain pounded down on me and made my clothes wetter then wet. As I walked home to the farm, the lightning like a light show flashing though the sky and lighting it up for all to see. I ran to the nearest barn I could find...
Fox and Red
Stepping out of the thick woods, a large silver fox appears with a bit of a pant as it was obvious that he had been running quite a bit to get to this clearing and the small cabin standing in the middle of it. The cabin wasn't much to look at, it...
7:00 AM – (Prologue) Day 1 /Cancelled/
The irritating sound of the alarm shouting at 7:00 AM felt like a suddenly splash of cold water in the early morning, waking me up without any warning and marking the start of another day in my boring life as it always does . It was such a beautiful...
preview and rough draft for current working progress
There were many auctions that day, however one specific fox wasn't sold so he went back into the room where they keep the slaves. He wasn't the usual fox because he was pretty scarred from the last master, and no one wanted him. The night had passed as...
Ten, Nine, Eight...
Finally the grey draft looked at me. "yes?" "hey, i'm silver." i held my paw out to shake convivially. apparently good manners were not on order at the bar tonight.
Seven year train
In the next stall, the mighty roan red oberlander draft horse pushed his shaggy white mane out of his eyes.
Night at the Galaxy: Chapter 2 Work Begins
**Night at the Galaxy: Chapter 2 Work Begins** **By: Sorakirin** ** ** The Galaxy was starting to stir to life as the sun dipped below the horizon as night fell across the city. The speaker system hisses to life as the porcupine Dj starts to play...
House of the Fourth
The belgian draft's testes churned with desire, and soon, he released.
Humbling the jocks... chap 1
Donny asked weakly, knowing the draft horse had been expecting a bit more than just lunch. "sure..." cameron grunted, and then the big draft horse smiled ruefully as he realized that he hadn't brought anything to eat.
Filly Game
The draft stallion's cock seemed endless to larian as inch after thick, veiny inch was pushed past his twitching pucker.
Designated driver Architect of revenge
The big draft horse killed it, and smiled at bjorn as he produced yet another bottle. clearly the big draft horse wanted to be a lot drunker... if he was going to rut another male. "yer a handy guy to have around..."