Like father...
Being a father isn't easy, anyone will tell you that. Being a father, and single is worse. Being a father, single, and with a snotty just turned adult colt is even harder. Add into that being bi and trying to explain _that_ to your son and things can...
Ah, Nature!
The sun beat down on Jeremy's sculpted shoulders, the sweat dripping off his neck and shining in the golden light. He huffed as he jogged the last three steps up the rocky path and crested the ridge, bellow him Prospector's Run, a little ridge-line...
Ordering In
Darius snorted. He was jealous. His huge hooves clopped on the golden oak floor under the dining room table as he shifted, two of his thick fingers scratched his pendulous nuts. Yeah, the porno he was watching was hot. The big bull on screen was...
A Little Prodding
Angus sipped his sweetened iced tea as he lazed on the heavy lounge on the patio the sound of the lawnmower sawing through the afternoon air. He was trying to focus, for once, on the page in front of him, but the view of the muscular black horse kept...
Carrot and Stick
Jordan smirked to himself. It was going to be a good day. _God I love working from home!_ The white bear had made senior partner in his firm earlier this year, and one of the perks was the ability to stay at home. He ran his paw through his short...
One simple question...
_What would he be like? _ It was a question that swirled and bubbled in my brain, forever surfacing ever since I'd found out about him. One long agonizing year ago I found out I wasn't alone. My parents had died several years back, and a strange...
Not your usual sub story...
Who you are is just as important as who you present yourself to be. Sivaenus snorted as he looked at himself in the mirror one last time thinking of those words his father had said once long ago. His parents had been loving, if a little...
Prey?
Simon grumbled to himself as he glared at the carrots in their bin, as if he were daring them to either get up and dance, or to be something that they weren't. The Lion was not having a good day, and was taking his foul mood out on anything, well, non...
Coming to Terms: First Time
Brandon drove the older sedan down Main Street as he made his way across town. His cock was straining in his tight jeans, and his mind was racing a million miles an hour. The twenty year old colt could only think of one thing. _This is it!_ He barely...
Coming to Terms: Another First
Brandon strode up to the huge oak door of Ben's bungalow as the sun finally slipped slowly behind the horizon. The older part of the city was ripe with trees, and was much cooler than the outter concrete parts. Ben's house resided in the well off...
Colt's Trophy Fox
Colton: Moving. It can be such a trial, you know? Not only do I have to box a bunch of my shit up so I can haul it to another place, but I also have to get used to that place. Different rooms, different kitchen, different bathroom, and if...
Coaxing and Coaching
Erin sighed as he glanced up at the clock. Almost an hour late. He wondered if he should pick up the phone and call Darren. Again. He'd been calling for a solid hour now every ten minutes. Six calls in total. He was worried, but then again, anxious at...