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The five naked stallions stood close, smelling and eyeing one another's bodies. Their erect cocks extended out towards one another like the hands of a clock, measuring off the degrees of their arousal.

I lusted after them all. My brothers, my father. Every one a stallion I loved and knew - and wished to fuck. I had made a difficult choice earlier, and now I must make another. The agony of it made my hands clench. Even if I would have them all in time - as I certainly would - there still had to be a first. My ass throbbed happily with the aftershocks of my father's powerful fuck, and I could still feel his seed wetting the backs of my legs. I wanted to grant those same feelings to one of the studs before me, to let their body be the first to envelop my dick with their eager bodies and receive my seed.

"Well," Dad said with a throaty chuckle, looking around at my brothers, "I guess we're going to have to fight over him? And the rest just...pick someone?"

"How?" Ivan asked. "There's like a million permutations. It'll take forever...not that I'm complaining."

"Just twenty, actually," Nils said absently. "Four options for each of five..." He frowned when we all turned to look at him with raised eyebrows. "What?" he asked defensively. "I'm allowed to know things!"

"Well, yeah," Lothar said, "but usually it's how many loads you've taken so far today."

"Also twenty," Ivan chirped, then laughed when Nils smacked him on the arm.

"It'd be more if you had better stamina earlier, brother," Nils pointed out. He moaned at Ivan and flicked his tongue, and Ivan smiled and reached a hand over to slip a finger into Nils' mouth.

"Slut."

"All for you," he said thickly around his finger-suckling.

"Or," Lothar interrupted, "we can go in order of age." He raised a hand to his mouth and licked all over it with a fat tongue, then slapped his wetted hand against his cock. It sounded like he'd just smacked a side of steer down on the kitchen counter. "Dibs."

"Hey!" Nils protested. "If it's age, the youngest should go first!"

"Surely Dad should go first--"

"He already went!"

"Boys, boys, boys!" my father said sternly. The squabbling stallions looked over at him. "I think there's only one fair way to choose."

He broke away from the circle and walked over to where three bales of hay sat piled up. He tugged the topmost one off with a grunt, and it thudded to the dusty ground. Dad sat down on it, reclining back against the other bales and sighing as he got settled. When he was comfortable and was sure all of us were watching him, he smiled and lifted his legs.

Each hoof thunked down against the hay with a soft noise, revealing Dad's hole to us. The big brown stallion had a rich cocoa ring beneath his tail -- with a little milk added. A drop of cum oozed out as we watched, and Dad smirked and reached a hand down to smear it over his ring.

"Your brother fucked me this morning, Timur," he explained, shooting a lustful glance towards Lothar, who grunted back and raised his lip in flehmen. "Didn't even ask. Just pushed me onto my belly and slid his bulk on top of me." He pushed two fingers into himself with a soft sigh. "He's such a good fuck when he's not had me for a few days. Rough. Relentless. Raw." The fingers pressed deeper, and I stared at them jealously. "He just goes and goes until he's gotten what he wants...and then he goes again. I can barely move afterwards, and he leaves me so full." He dragged his cum-soaked digits out of his ass and looked at them. "I'm still full of him now, son," he told me with a happy grin. "I'm all lubed up with your sexy brother's spunk..."

I was on without thinking, grabbing his wrists and pushing them against the hay, thrusting with my hips as I blindly tried to find his hole. "Let me have you, Dad," I moaned. "I need this, Dad, fuck I need it so fucking badly. I want to be in you, I want to breed you, Dad, like you just bred me..."

When Nils and Ivan each took an arm and tugged me back, I almost screamed. But Dad's face remained calm, and he smiled at me.

"You can, Timur," he said. "If you win." He nodded at me and my brothers. "Four of you. Two pairs." He held two fingers up to illustrate, still covered in cum, and then sucked on them with a blissful expression. "Mmmh..." His eyes found mine once more. "Four sons. Two pairs. One lovely show for me." His fingers slid back into himself. "Fuck for me, boys," he said thickly. "Fuck one another for your dad. I want to watch."

Nils materialised next to me, pressing his softness -- and his hardness -- against me, one leg riding up to rub against my body. "Come on, Timur," he murmured. His hand gripped my flare and squeezed it, making me nicker and buck into it. "Do it for Dad. Show him what that stud cock he made can do. I bet you can't hilt it in me. I bet you can't get that entire monster inside me. Gonna prove me wrong?" He giggled and lapped at one of my nipples, making me gasp. My body was still flooded with testosterone from being fucked by Dad, and half of me was ready to throw Nils to the ground and give him what he wanted...but I couldn't stop staring at Dad's hole as he fingered himself.

"How do I win, Dad?" I begged. It was all I cared about. I wanted to slam my dick into that sexy brown doughnut and fuck my Dad's brains out. "Anything! Say it, and I'll do it."

Dad grinned, watching Nils push himself onto me. "Well," he drawled, "you're gonna fuck Nils. Clearly. It'd be cruel to take that away from him." Nils shot a smile at Dad and went back to worshipping my chest, cupping my balls, and squeezing my dick; I hardly noticed his affections. Dad looked over at the others. "And Ivan's going to fuck Lothar."

"Fuck yeah!" Ivan cheered. He thrust his hips in Lothar's direction. "Unh! Unh! Unh! Take it, Lothar! Take it deep!" My oldest brother just smirked and licked his lips.

"And the winner?" I prompted. Dad nodded.

"First to make their bottom cum," he said -- then held up a stern finger. "Without cumming themselves."

Ivan smirked. "Easy_._" He patted one of Lothar's massive arms. "This princess' prostate is on a hair-trigger. Two strokes of my flare and he'll have this whole barn flooded."

"Says you." But I saw Lothar's cock swell as Ivan talked about him.

"Says the sheets I had to throw out after you snuck into my room to fuck me but ended up riding me like a mare." Ivan gripped his nipples and began riding an invisible cock. "Oh yeah, Ivan," he moaned in a terrible imitation of Lothar's voice, "make your big bro cum, I love your dick, give it to me hard..."

Lothar shut him up by kissing him deeply. "You talk too much," he growled. He gripped Ivan's cock. "Let's see if you've still got it before you start boasting."

We took our places. Lothar stood upright, leaning against one of the barn's wooden pillars, while I picked Nils up bodily -- making him giggle and squeal with delight -- and dropped him onto a hay bale close to Dad. I held his legs apart and positioned my cock at his hole. He was already lubed up; they all were. They'd all known what debauchery would happen tonight, and they'd prepared for it.

I loved them all for that.

Dad's head was turned to the side, watching me; his pupils focused on my flare as it waited at Nils' ring like a racehorse straining at the bit. I made sure to stand a little to the side to give Dad a good view. "You like that, Dad?" I asked softly. He nodded. "This'll be you when I win. But I won't wait. I'm just gonna slide this cock straight into you, stud, and fuck you nice and hard..."

Dad's moans accompanied a faster fingering, and I had to look away. I wasn't sure I could stop myself from taking him on the spot if watched him any longer. Instead, I looked down at Pretty Nils, who'd tucked one hand behind his head, and was rubbing his chest with the other. His inky hair stood out in gorgeous contrast against the golden straw below him, and his cock lay along his belly like a coal snake. He smiled back up at me.

"You can do this, little brother," he said. "Look at that monster between your legs. You'll make me shoot in no time." He moaned in anticipation. "I love a big-dicked stallion, Timur...it's so good to finally have one in the family."

I heard a snort of disbelief from Lothar, his arms crossed and braced against the rough wood of the pillar. "Bitch," he said, and Nils giggled.

"They know it's true," he assured me. "They're just jealous of me because I get to be the first to feel you inside me." He lifted a hand to cup my face, and I kissed his soft fingers. "Make me remember this forever, Timur," he whispered. "Fuck me as only a brother can."

Ivan had a different approach to rile Lothar up. "I'm gonna make your dick explode, bro!" he yelled, making our eldest brother look back at him with a look of disbelief that only a horse's long face could adequately convey.

"Fuck, Ivan, try not to make it too sexy, alright?"

Ivan grinned. "Whatever. Prepare for the dicking of a lifetime."

Lothar rolled his eyes. "If this is the best fuck I'm ever going to have," he said, facing the front again, "you'd better fucking kill me with that cock, because that'd be a real fucking let-down."

As Ivan grinned again and tightened his grip on Lothar's waist, my father started the countdown.

"Three."

Nils reached behind his head to grip the hay bale and gave me a wink and a lap of his tongue. "Deep as you want, little bro," he husked. "Make me scream."

"Two."

Ivan ran a hand up Lothar's side and gripped one of his nipples. "Are you ready, bro?" he asked with a smirk. "You want your prostate pummelled? Shall I call you my mare?"

Lothar grunted, but the cock swinging between his legs throbbed again. "I guess."

"Does the big mare want dick? Nicker for me if you want your stallion's dick." Lothar seemed to have ignored that -- until he nickered, and Ivan smiled. "Good mare," he whispered, releasing Lothar's nipple and stroking his mane. I could see my eldest brother's breathing accelerating and the muscles in his arms tightening. He liked that.

"One."

I tightened my grip on Nils' fetlocks and spread my legs a little more for support. I'd cum earlier; I had to hope that would help me hold back my climax. My fat, blunt flare pressed firmly against his ring; not in him yet, but perfectly positioned. I needed only to thrust my hips forward and I'd be inside him. Inside my first stallion ass.

I couldn't fucking wait.

"Go."

I whinnied as I thrust, and off to the side, Lothar gave a gasp as Ivan penetrated him. But that was the last I heard of my other two brothers, because heaven had enveloped my dick, and I instantly stopped caring about anything else. Nils had been right; I could go as deep as I wanted. In fact, I didn't stop pushing until I hilted inside him, my balls neatly tucked above his tail, lube squeezing out around my girth and coating them. He made a single noise the whole time, a long, low aaaaaaaaah that only ended when I hilted, and then jumped up in pitch. A hammer bell was ringing in my head, thudding off every side of my skull. The false mare had been a joke, I now realised. That was nothing; that was kindergarten. This was college. How could it feel so fucking good? He was so warm...and slick...and he was everywhere...

Fingers patted me frantically on the arm, and I looked down, blinking. "Wha--?"

"Fuck me, bro!" Nils sounded desperate. "Don't just stand there!"

I nodded vaguely and started pulling out. That made Nils repeat his groan, which made me pause, then push back in. The groaning rose in volume; he liked it deep. I could do deep. I was bigger than any of them. I was the fucking alpha cock in this family, and I was going to fuck my brother until he blew a load so hard his balls disappeared for weeks.

I snorted and pulled back on his legs, and thrust again, as deep as I could. Nil's arms grew taut, and he whimpered. "Oh fuck, oh fuuuuck...yes, bro, just there..." I only pulled back one inch before thrusting in again -- hard. Really hard. I slammed my body into him, only my grip on his legs keeping him from being thrown off the back of the hay bale. His groans grew higher in pitch, and the hammering in my head grew heavier. He felt so good. I had to make him cum.

Make him cum, make him cum.

Thrust, hilt, withdraw. There was an easy rhythm to it, but my flare was made of electricity, and every movement made it shoot down my cock and into my belly. I didn't know if I could hold my own orgasm back. I rammed in again and heard him squeal. That was the anchor. Focus on him, on his sounds. Make them more, higher, faster. I shut my eyes as I fucked, trying to make Nils' horny noises take the place of the hammering bell. Fucking you hard, big bro, slutty bro, fucking you with the big stallion dick you love, cum for me, cum all over yourself, let me see it...

My flare slammed into his deep places as my thick shaft scraped over his prostate and every other part of his hot, deep hole. I felt connected to him, like I was part of him. We were the same flesh and blood, and now we were together as one. I could make him cum easily, because I was him. He was crying out on every impact now in a girl's squeal, but he hadn't cum, he hadn't yet, I needed to go harder, deeper, faster...

He lifted his dick when he came, and the first blast hit me right on the nose. The wetness shocked me out of my fugue, and I gasped and looked down. The second landed on my muzzle, and I stared in amazement at my brother's cock at full flare, urethra pulsing as cum pumped out in great white splattering globs. His head had dropped back, and his wordless sounds of pleasure made my lust churn and my body tense...

Don't cum!

The imperative flashed into my head, and I panicked and stumbled back, pulling my cock from Nils' pulsing hole in a huge gush of semen. My legs were weak, and I panted, hands on thighs, looking around. Ivan was still fucking Lothar; my big brother's arms were wrapped around the pillar now, his ass pushed out for Ivan's use, moaning every time Ivan called him a "sexy mare". But under him, the barn floor was dry.

He hadn't cum yet. I'd won. Dad was mine.

I lifted myself upright on shuddering legs and stumbled over to my father, almost falling onto him. He caught my arms and pulled them down onto his shoulders, spreading his legs and pushing his ass up to meet my bulging cock. "You got your wish, son," he said with a grin. "Watching you fuck made me so needy, son. Give me your dick, Timur." He pulled on my forearms. "Hard and deep, like you did with Nils."

"Dad," I breathed. He smelled like home. I loved him so much it hurt. I leaned in, and my flare found his hole as surely as a ship finds port, and my long, lubricated length slid all the way into my father's cum-filled ass.

I let the hammer bell ring unendingly now, until my head buzzed and my entire body ached with the pleasure in my cock. Dad was as warm as Nils, but looser and wetter. Lothar's cum filled the gaps between my dick and the sides of Dad's tunnel; every stroke heated it up a little more and made me moan. Dad's body clenching on my flare and my shaft, making me fight to withdraw them, and making them squeeze him open again when they returned.

I was breeding my father at last.

I let my head fall to find his mouth, and we kissed as we fucked. His body was my world, and my senses ignored all else. The same grassy taste as before flooded my mouth and my throat. His tongue danced with mine, and I felt like weeping for joy. I swung my hips and gave my father what he wanted, what we both wanted: his youngest son's oversized dick, slamming into him again and again. But Nils had made me too sensitive, too close to the edge. I was never going to last very long.

I paused when I felt myself cresting, and took Dad's face in my hand, staring into his eyes. "Thank you, Dad," I whispered, then shut my eyes for a moment as my body's first shot fired. "Uuuhhh...I love you, Dad..." I forced my eyes open again, meeting his, stroking his face as my balls emptied their load into him, kissing him and looking into his eyes as I whimpered and moaned and gasped with the pleasure of the perfect moment. He never broke the stare, never stopped smiling or jerking his cock as he enjoyed the feeling of his son's ejaculation inside him. What a wonderful stud. I told him that's what he was, and he kissed my nose.

"Says the stud that just fucked me." I placed my hand on his and helped him masturbate faster, as my semen swirled inside him and my cock plugged his hole.

"Cum for me, Dad," I said, and he shut his eyes and breathed faster. I watched his flare swell and wrapped a hand around it. "Lemme feel it, Dad...blow your load on me..."

He tensed before he came, and I quickly thrust my mouth against his and kissed him deeply. My tongue dug as deeply into his mouth as my dick did his ass, and his hot semen slapped into my palm. Five, six, seven times. It must be covering his belly, probably soaking into his sheath. I couldn't see.

I was too busy kissing my father.

We only broke it off when I heard a wet slap and opened my eyes to see Lothar's cock dropped across Dad's belly. My eldest brother was covered in a sheen of sweat, and his muscles gently heaved as he breathed. "You boys all done?"

I looked down at his horsecock. "Are you, horny mare?"

He nickered and tossed his mane, looking over towards Ivan. "I suppose it was alright." I looked across to see Ivan leaning against the wooden pillar, exhausted, his cock already softened and retracted. "For Ivan."

"F--fuck...y...you..." Ivan gasped. He slid to the ground, his back to the pillar, and groaned. "Holy shit..."

"Kids these days," Lothar said. "One fuck and they're through." Then he looked back at me and patted my shoulder. "Well, maybe not you. You did pretty well, little bro. Nils looks half-comatose and Dad's smiling like he just won a year's supply of apples." He whinnied. "I'll need to try out that magic dick of yours myself soon."

I just breathed, and listened to him, and looked around at my family. My wonderful brothers, and my peerless father. We could do anything together...but I did have one thought.

I looked down at my father, still impaled on my cock. "Dad?"

"Yes?"

"This is the norm, then? Just...fucking one another. Every day."

A huge smile filled his face. "Oh yes. It's wonderful."

"Right." I cocked my head. "So -- how the fuck do you get any actual work done on the farm?"