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Deep Conditioning (Chapter Four)

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

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January, 2015

Rosie approached the back door, which hissed open and she shivered - certain she'd never get used to it, before her cloven hooves clicked delicately on the thick concrete slab of the patio and she finally stepped out onto the cold, dewy grass. Raising her head, her ears flicked too and fro, as she listened to the dawn chorus of birds and insects, her nose twitching as she paused, then nodded and moved out into the large backyard, sniffing at the grass before gently cropping at it and chewing thoughtfully.

"I can smell the scent - " come a voice behind her, and Rosie snapped her head around, to see Palen standing on the patio, watching her.

It wasn't possible for a stallion to smile, due to the muzzle structure of the Stallion, but a distinctive curling of the lips was noticeable.

Palen stepped off the patio and found his own cropping of the sweet, dew stained grass.

"You..." Rosie began, then flattened her ears.

"I heard...you were - quite vocal last night - " Palen whickered in laugher, then gave a gentle nudge in a playful manner.

Rosie flattened her ears and hung her head in shame and guilt, then Palen nuzzled her again.

"You forget my dear - what we were designed for -" Palen reminded her. "We were designed to please our master or mistress - besides...what was he like..."

Rosie flattened her ears more, the sensitive ears reddening as she flicked her wedgelike tail.

Palen snorted softy, then nodded smelling the mixture of fear and pleasure from the experience - brief as it was - she shared with Stephen the night before.

"He - " Rosie swallowed, then shuddered and ripped up a tuft of grass and chewed it.

Palen frowned, then flicked his ears and nuzzled Rosie's flank gently, before he seen she wasn't going to be forthcoming with any further information and he turned his attention back to cropping the sweet grass, his mind pondering.

*

Stephen left his bedroom, naked and trembling, still overcome by the feelings and emotions he had experienced in his lovemaking with Rosie the night before. Mostly - the feelings were that of guilt and shame - he knew how to control himself - to pace of the lovemaking to ensure his partner reached orgasm before him - and as he began making his morning coffee, he was oblivious to the soft click of hooves - then he jumped and cried out as he felt a broad nose touch his bare buttock.

"Palen!" He snapped, then swallowed, seeing the stallion's eyes widen and ears slash backwards. "You...you scared ten years out of me - "

"Sorry...master - " Palen replied, hanging his head in a distinctive submissive manner. "I never meant to startle you."

Stephen turned about, resting his buttocks against the edge of the bench, then reached down and gently ruffled Palen's ears. Palen blinked, sensing his owner forgave him and he carefully lifted his head - his breath that come wafting through his nostrils flickering across Stephen's penis - making him gasp. Palen resisted the urge to nicker in laughter - having done it intentionally - yet his gaze lingered over-long on what hung between Stephen's legs.

"That's not a carrot - " Stephen admonished him playfully, then placed a hand under Palen's chin, forcing the stallion to lift his head and look up.

"I know - " Palen whispered, flicking his ears back forwards attentively.

"I swear, for a fairly large pony - you're very quiet on your hooves - have you seen Rosie this morning?"

"Yes, Mas - " Palen trembled, remembering Stephen hated to be called master. "Yes sir, she's outside feeding on the grass."

"Grass? No, this won't do - you two will be fed the finest grains, oats and other food as I can think up - I want my two companions - " Stephen pondered, as he began making a mental list of foodstuffs to order in for them.

"Is that all I am - " Palen whiffled under his voice, dipping his head slightly.

Stephen didn't hear Palen's heartbroken mumble, as he turned back around and made himself a cup of coffee, Palen obediently following six feet behind and standing patiently as Stephen sat at the table and sipped his coffee. Rosie entered the living room, her ears pricking forwards as she paused momentarily, flicking her glance from Palen to Stephen, then back again, before she sensed the unusual scent from Palen and walked over to him, giving him a gentle nuzzle. Palen returned the nuzzle with his broad, finely furred nose - their equivalent of a hug, before Rosie found a place to lie down, folding her long legs beneath her and resting her head on the carpet.

Oblivious to the stallion's discomfort, Stephen finished his coffee, before he stood and walked into the kitchen, returning with two long carrots. Rosie and Palen exchanged glances, neither knowing what this strange, orange coloured object was - and Stephen smiled, then held one in each hand, out towards them.

"Come on, its alright - its a carrot, its supposedly good for you, got to be much nicer than that grass you both were eating." Stephen waggled the carrots again, and Palen stretched his neck out, large nostrils flaring as he sniffed it - then timidly opened his muzzle and revealed his short, blunt teeth. With delicacy Stephen had never imagined a pony capable of, Palen nipped the end off the carrot and slowly began chewing - a few dribbles of carrot dropping to the floor as he chewed it - Stephen watching the broad, rough tongue soon stained with the juice from the carrot.

"It - " Palen swallowed, then timidly took another bite. "I've never - "

"I'm not surprised - " Stephen said, as he placed Rosie's carrot on the table, seeing the Doe seemed disinterested. "You're both only a month old - if that...and I'll never get used too -"

As Stephen trailed off, Rosie sneezed delicately, before she shook her head and placed it back on the thick shag pile carpet. Palen flicked an ear back, then realising Rosie was just out of sorts, he turned his attention back on Stephen, who once again held the half-eaten carrot out for him. Palen bit another third off the carrot, chewing it with more enthusiasm as he found the taste of it to be quite pleasant, his platinum coloured tail swishing slowly back and forth as his eyes wandered back to Stephen's penis, that dangled like a teasing treat. For several moments, Stephen was oblivious, before he happened to glance down, seeing Palen's gaze and he shuddered, before lifting Palen's head up and looking into his eyes.

"No..." Stephen whispered, gently, but firmly. "I love both of you - truly I do - but I - I would never ask you to do that, my beautiful young stallion - I don't even know if you could...pleasure me in that way...can a horse do that? I mean - I know you've been trained and such - but..."

Stephen put the mostly eaten carrot on the table, then tapped Palen's nose, Palen frowned, then as Stephen placed his fingers on Palen's lips, the equine nodded and obediently opened his mouth, revealing his rows of blunt, grinding teeth, strong, rough tongue and the distinctive gap at the back of his jaws.

"That'll do, thank you Palen," Stephen told him, giving him a gentle rub between the eyes.

Palen obediently closed his muzzle, chewing the last vestiges of the carrot that Stephen offered, then nuzzling at his owners hands with a look of love and absolute trust.

"Friendly, aren't you?" Stephen smiled, playfully ruffling Palen's golden ears, feeling the slickness of the golden fur. "Gods - you're both so beautiful...everything I could have ever imagined..."

"We were - " Palen answered without hesitation. "Made to your exact request, sir."

"I know, and Palen? Please - please don't call me sir - remember, here, you're allowed to drop the formality. Please - call me Stephen, its my name...now - how shall I reward such a beautiful, gentle stallion..." Stephen murmured, as he leaned over and kissed Palen gently between the eyes on the centre of his white diamond blaze.

Palen's ears pricked forwards, then he frowned slightly, unsure what his master wished of him - and presently - Stephen's pheromones gave no hint, so Palen was left to guess.

"You...want too - " Palen stammered, as he frowned deeply, a distinct ridge forming across his forehead.

"I bought you for many reasons, my dear, sweet Stallion - one, you're beautiful - I've always loved Palomino's, your coat is so soft and - " Stephen trailed off, as he began stroking Palen's neck

Palen shivered, willingly submitting to his owners loving petting and stroking, his muscles rippling beneath his coat.

"You did specify - " Palen began, then blinked as Stephen placed a hand against Palen's muzzle.

"Shhh, please, don't ruin this for me - " Stephen smiled, and caressed lovingly across Palen's nose, feeling the velvety hairs and a tremble rippled through him.

Obediently, Palen went silent, standing with patience, as Stephen rose, his penis brushing the tip of Palen's nose, and the Stallion breathed deeply through his nostrils, inhaling his owners scent and imprinting it on his mind. Stephen walked around to Palen's left side, sliding his fingers along and watching the musculature twitch and flinch beneath the golden coat, but Palen kept his gaze fixed firmly forwards - only uttering a low, soft nicker as he felt Stephen crouch, then the humans hand rubbed from between Palen's chest, down his broad belly and caressed the dark, velvety sheath.

Unable to help himself, Palen adjusted his weight more evenly, as he involuntarily shivered at the caresses and stroking of his sheath - then he felt his owner gently cradling his black, leathery scrotum.

"So beautiful - " Stephen murmured. "Palen, present for me my love - "

Palen nodded twice, then visibly relaxed and let his full length slide from the sheath and hang loosely below his body. Again, Stephen timidly caressed the long, slender penis of the stallion - from sheath, down the medial ring - which made Palen twitch and nervously stamp a hoof - then down to the slender flare Stephen knew all stallion's had.

"I don't know whether too - " Stephen whispered, as he leaned close, cupping Palen's penis head in his hand, gently squeesing it.

"Master - " Palen nickered, his tail slashing from side to side, partly from fear and partly from pleasure.

"Palen, be quiet my lovely young Stallion - " Stephen gently chastised him.

Palen timidly lowered the slightly cocked back right hoof - fighting the natural instinct to try and kick, as he closed his hazel eyes and began trembling, unable to stop himself if he'd been commanded too.

"Beautiful - " Stephen whispered again, then he squeezed just below the head of Palen's length and the stallion involuntarily whinnied, before silencing himself. "Palen, you're everything I ever wished for...you know how gorgeous you are? Everything - about you - is just - perfect - the length, the marking s on your..."

Palen whinnied loudly, and stamped his back right hoof, as Stephen gently began kissing Palen's limp member. Even Rosie lifted her head, then titled it to one side, as she watched Stephen shiver in pleasure and continue lightly kissing his way up Palen's shaft.

"Master..." Palen moaned, his tubular ears flattening, as he felt the unmistakable pleasure - and the even more unmistakable arousal it was bringing him.

"Relax, Palen - its alright - I - I want this my dear, sweet young Stallion - do not fight the urges Palen, go on - that's...that's perfect, good boy..." Stephen murmured, as he caressed, stroked and kissed Palen's increasingly firm length.

Palen swallowed and he trembled visibly, before he closed his eyes and gave into his masters desire - within seconds he'd gone from hanging fairly loosely - to full erection. At just shy of fourteen inches long at full arousal, the pale, white patch about three inches from the tip of his penis, and about two and a half inches long - but only five inches in girth, the black skinned medial ring about seven inches down the shaft from the tip, Palen was considered 'small' for a pony his size - but Stephen had been very specific about the equines penile measurements, when he had placed his order.

"Such..." Stephen whispered, as he kissed Palen's firm erection, working his way back down. "Such a beautiful, beautiful boy - "

Rose continued watching, her gaze perfectly neutral in the facial expressions she showed - but she gazed between Palen's legs, looking at the firm, strong shaft and a ripple ran through her from ears to hooves.

"Palen - " Stephen asked, as he stroked both hands gently up and down Palen's hard length, experimentally lightly squeesing to feel the resilience, and seeing Palen tremble.

"Yes...Stephen?" Palen whispered.

"Can...I mean...could you - without - " Stephen began, then blushed a brilliant crimson. "Can you - relax - without..."

Palen frowned and thought for a moment, rolling his hazel eyes skywards, before he frowned deeper and shivered, trying to force himself to relax and after fifteen minutes of the young Stallion straining mentally, his penis slowly deflated and he shuddered - his silvery mane rippling before he exhaled and swallowed.

"I - I didn't want - you to get all worked up and - " Stephen began, as he lovingly began stroking Palen's golden coloured belly.

"I need to learn," Palen admitted, without shame or guilt. "How to - obey my owner - if you wish for me too become flaccid at your order -"

"No, not if it causes you pain, my dear, sweet Stallion. I know I shouldn't get you - stimulated - like that, and then not give you a chance to release those - frustrations...come with me my love, I - I want to try something with you."

Rosie flicked her ears forwards, then a slight smile touched her pale lips as she inhaled Stephen's scent - the distinctive pheromones catching the attention of Doe and Stallion alike. Palen obediently followed Stephen down his room, where Palen paused at the doorway, his nostrils flaring as he frowned, trying to identify the scents that still lingered in the room. He knew Rosie's scent, that was easy to distinguish, but there were others - one a pleasant smell - the other, slightly acrid and irritating to Palen's sinuses.

"Palen, can you - I don't know if you can get up here - " Stephen asked, as he patted the bed.

Palen paused, then looked closely at the bed, before he bunched his muscles beneath him and leapt, landing on the bed with a loud thump and the mattress visibly sagging beneath him, as his legs were squashed beneath his weight. Thankfully, the bed was on a thick, sturdy base and Stephen still heard it creak ominously, before he laughed nervously and nodded.

"Good boy, that s a very good boy - " Stephen smiled, and kissed Palen on the nose, then stroked his golden ears.

"Master - I - " Palen began then shivered. "Stephen - this - this feels...unnatural to me and - "

"Shhh, Palen," Stephen nodded, then gently pushed Palen onto his side, the Stallion obediently rolling over to assist his owner, before Stephen checked to ensure Palen wouldn't roll off the edge of the bed, then slid his hands under Palen and began trying to roll him further over onto his back. Palen took some awkward manoeuvring between human and pony Stallion, before finally, he lay on his back, legs folded at the knees and his tail fanned out behind him - rump fully exposed, anus tightly puckered and dark, velvety scrotum and sheath on full display.

"Excellent, great work Palen, very well done my Stallion!" Stephen praised him, even thought Palen snorted in fear, he placed his complete trust in his owner. "Now - my love - present yourself please - as slowly as you can...only - can you release only to your medial ring for me honey?"

Palen frowned, not understanding what a medial ring was - but obediently relaxed his sheath muscles and Stephen timidly slipped his fingers in, before Palen whickered, the muscles tensing around Stephen's fingers - that brushed Palen's penis head.

"I..." Palen snorted again, then trembled.

"Palen - its alright my love," Stephen encouraged him tenderly, giving him a light rub on the chest and belly with his free hand, the other lightly caressing the still sheathed penile head. "Relax your muscles honey - here - let me help..."

Palen did as he was asked, and Stephen timidly slid the first few inches of Palen's penis from the dark folds of its sheath, then nodded as he trailed his fingers down until the lightly brushed over the medial ring.

"You feel this - this - like...like someone joined your penis together here?" Stephen whispered, as he again run his fingers over it.

Palen couldn't lift his head and look, so he shivered and nodded as best he could.

"That, my dear, sweet young Stallion - is your medial ring - now - fully present please -"

Stephen tenderly pulled as Palen obeyed - still a little timid and feeling very frightened about being on his back - but if his master commanded, the Stallion was compelled to obey him. Finally, Stephen had pulled the full length of Palen's penis out, and using his splayed fingers, he took a rough guess of eight and a half inches at least - when flaccid.

"Now, my beautiful, sweet boy - " Stephen smiled, and straddled Palen's belly, placing himself so Palen's tight scrotum rubbed tenderly against Stephen's buttocks. Palen trembled again - torn between his compulsion to obey - and his fear - as he'd never been mounted in any way - and the new experience frightened him. Sensing the stallion's fear, Stephen used both hands to rub and stroke along Palen's belly.

"i..." Palen began, but fell silent, as Stephen leaned forwards and then down out of Palen's eyesight, retrieving something from the floor.

There was a series of wet, slurping sounds and the vaguely pleasant scent began to reach Palen's nostrils, as he frowned and titled his head slightly, one hazel eye gazing at his master, who cupped something in his left hand.

"Palen - now...full arousal, my dear, sweet Stallion - as soon as you can and then I want you to stay as still as you possibly can, alright?"

"Yes...sir - " Palen whiffled, as he closed his eyes and Stephen blinked, feeling the blood rushing to Palen's shaft - it growing firm quickly between his thighs.

"I've - I've heard that stallion's can get aroused when they scent a in-season mare - but - " Stephen whispered, before he pressed his knees against the mattress and rose up over Palen, placing the palm of his right hand on the stallion's belly, using the other to begin rubbing the thin gel from head down to the medial rings. "Not enough - "

"Master?" Palen inquired, thinking his owner was asking him.

"Shhh, nothing my love - just - just need some more of this lube - if I'm - I'm too - you know...I've..."

Palen trembled, as he caught Stephen's scent, then he sniffled and weakly shook his head. "Master, you can't - I mean - "

"Palen - " Stephen admonished him gently, but the hint of anger in his voice. "I've - made love with Stallions - slightly bigger than you - who didn't - I meant - they didn't have your - intelligence and training. Yes, you're a - "

Stephen squirted more lube into his palm, then resumed coating Palen's length before he continued, feeling the Stallion torn between the pleasure of being caressed so intimately - and his genuine fear he would hurt his owner.

"They did not have your gentle, loving nature - or your ability - to think - like you do. I...I know, you'll be gentle and...we'll take it slowly, I promise - I'm...I'm used to - well - toys are a poor substitute for...a real pony stallion and...now - I will be careful my love, I promise you - I'll mount you slowly - and gently, I promise."

Palen shivered, as Stephen slid himself forwards, the lube-covered hand lightly folding under Palen's penile head - before Stephen carefully lifted its sticky length in his hand and guided it up, until he pushed himself backwards and felt the sensitive tip of Palen's length pressed against his anus.

"I...I know I must - obey - " Palen whimpered, the genuine fear for his master coming through clearly.

"Palen - it - if we're careful - it will be alright my love, trust me - I know what I'm doing and..."

Before Palen could object, Stephen grunted and leaned forwards slightly, feeling Palen's penile head press firmly against his anus - then thanks to the lube, it pressed tighter then slipped the first inch and a half into Stephen, who gasped and arched his hips forwards - sliding Palen back out. Before the lube covered penis head could slip down, Stephen used his fingertips to guide it back - and he pushed back again, sliding a little further.

"Master, I - " Palen grunted, feeling the tight folds of Stephen's anal passage clinging to the stallion's penile head and shaft.

"Palen...please - quieten down - " Stephen hissed, as he grunted and adjusted his weight on his knees, finding it a little easier to mount Palen inside him.

Taking his time, the young, inexperienced Stallion beneath him, trembling in pleasure and genuine fear - Stephen gasped, feeling his own erection suddenly spring into life - indeed - it began to ache and dribble pre onto Palen's belly, so aroused was Stephen as he pushed back a little further - savouring the ache in his loins - but hearing Palen's breathing growing more rough - and Stephen knew he was bringing his adorable Pony more pleasure, than any fear.

"Good...oh you good boy - " Stephen murmured, as he pulled forwards and with a soft popping sound, dismounted from Palen, who began panting heavier and heavier.

Again, Stephen gently mounted Palen - each new mounting making Stephen start to stretch out more - and after another thirty minutes- he pressed his well lubed anus against Palen's medial ring - feeling the veins in Palen's penis throbbing in time with the Stallion's thudding heart.

"Master..." Palen gurgled helplessly, fighting desperately to control his urges that inflamed his mind and senses.

He'd never imagined breeding to his human owner could feel so - so unbelievable. Whatever sticky liquid his owner had covered his length with, Palen didn't understand - but it was slowly building a gentle warming sensation, a Stephen grunted, then gripped Palen by his front knees, and began a sensual rocking. Sliding almost completely back out - Stephen panted and squirmed - as he felt the rock hard stallion's penis begin to flare - Palen's own pre-ejaculatory fluids adding to the well lubed length and allowing for faster and faster sliding motions.

"Good...oh god...good...good boy..." Stephen gasped, as he began masturbating himself, feeling Palen instinctively flare - the right ring pressing firmly against Stephen's anal walls. "Oh Palen my...my dear, sweet..."

"Master..." Palen echoed the feelings - his scrotum tightening with each backwards thrust his master done - at last, sliding past the medial ring and pushing towards the base of Palen's length.

"I...oh Palen I...I can't..." Stephen gasped, before he thrust backwards, his anus squeezing Palen's firm shaft tight - powerful ejaculatory pulses spurting semen from his penis and spattering over Palen's chest, throat and even muzzle.

Within seconds of Stephen sliding as deeply as he could - Palen tensed - unable to help himself and his own penis flared even wider and he began flooding Stephen's large intestine with the thick, sticky semen. Stephen cried out in well remembered pleasure, feeling Palen trembling beneath him, the Stallion's tightly enfolded penis throbbing with the violent release of his orgasm. Pulse after pulse, the semen come like a hot, spraying fire-hose deep within Stephen, who screamed out in lust and pleasure - encouraging Palen to give more of his seed, Stephen reaching back to squeeze at Palen's penile base, his muscles along the stallion's length squeezing in time to milk the young Stallion of every drop of the hot, sticky seed.

Palen couldn't have resisted if he tried, the deep compulsion within him making him whinny helplessly, as he obeyed his masters desire and another even stronger orgasm began spraying its thick, ropy jets and Stephen collapsed onto Palen's belly, his head thumping onto Palen's chest, as he hugged the shaking stallion as best he could, Palen pleased to have made his master happy - his orgasm finally tapering off and leaving his penis lathered in it - the warmth from the ejaculated semen and the strange gel Stephen had lathered so copiously - making Palen's mind whirl.

Palen felt the thundering heartbeat of his master, and he draped his front legs over Stephen's sweaty soaked back, then squeezed as tight as he could manage, giving his loving, trusting master a hug as best he could.

"Oh gods..." Stephen moaned, his mind reeling. "I...my dear, sweet...stallion - "

"Sleep master - " Palen nickered, as he hugged with his forelegs tighter. "I love you too - but - sleep now - relax, let my warm body comfort you and...it...it will be a little while - before I can..."

"No..." Stephen murmured, as he stroked Palen's cheek with a trembling hand, then felt the sticky semen on his fingers, absently brushing it off on the sheets. "Stay...if you can...I want..want..."

"Yes, master - I will try to stay inside you - as you command me - " Palen nodded, tightening his grip as best he could, trying to hold his beloved owner close, feeling Stephen's breath against his golden coloured chest - the unmistakable scent of Stephen's pheromone's showing he'd been well pleasured - and this in turn - made Palen - as exhausted as he was - smile as best he could, because he knew he'd done what he was meant to do - he made his master happy - and that's all that mattered to him, as he squeezed Stephen again, holding his exhausted master tight.

To Be Continued...