First Times for Stallions

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Even Unicorns can be Virgins

"Mmm... Are you ready?"

The silver unicorn blushed and shook his head, lying back on a bed of moss in the midst of the forest, a waterfall crashing down not too far away - close enough that a little of the foamy, white spray patterned his coat so very sweetly and lightly. With cloven hooves, he was a beauty and a stud to behold, though that his hard length of equine meat was already out and on show was something that could be unexpected. That was, of course, if his partner had not been expecting it.

Gwyn, a pure white with a spill of gold in his mane and tail, stood over him, a cheeky grin on the more dominant unicorn's muzzle, although he was not yet so aroused.

"I think you're ready," he murmured, licking his lips. "My love... We can take this easy, you know."

Olwen, his partner, squirmed on his back, hooves kicked up and front ones tucked in closer to his chest, eyes wide and imploring.

"Oh, Gwyn... But I don't know how to do this... I don't know how to do any of this."

Nuzzling him softly, the feral unicorn whuffled, breath lifting his forelock from around the base of his spiralled horn. It was the main feature that set them apart as unicorns but still something beautiful, so very sensitive, a tactile function despite being made from bone, infused with the magic of their world.

"Don't worry, darling," Gwyn murmured, a smile betraying a bit too much confidence. "We'll learn this all...together."

For they didn't have to be perfect for their very first time. Gwyn's knees buckled, lying over his partner, trusting him to bear the weight of his body, at least for a little while. Nickers were exchanged between the stallions as their lips brushed in a kiss, soft, velvety caresses traded back and forth, murmuring and whispering sweet nothings that, somehow, still managed to mean everything.

"I love you so much."

"We'll take it slow, okay, no more than you're ready for..."

Olwen trembled as his lover nipped and nibbled down the underside of his neck, so soft and so sensitive, tender to his touch. He was too sensitive, his shaft hard and pressing up against the other unicorn's belly, though Gwyn was not far behind him either as the fleshy fold of his sheath plumped out and out and out, swelling with the thickness of a cock that Olwen would, very soon, be familiar with.

But Gwyn had never been so close with Olwen, not as he was in that moment, things different when they were heating up to an inevitable high. A first time had to come, however, for the two of them and the white stallion's heart surged, knowing that all was well, even if it was more awkward than one may have liked.

That was the beauty of doing it with someone who was so loved.

Gwyn lowered his horn so that it brushed his lovers: an intimate touch for unicorns such as them. His length pushed out, even though there was not yet anywhere for it to go, trapped against Olwen's in an intimate embrace, the tip drooling and leaking, betraying his need. He had to go slow, be gentle with Olwen, though it was not as if he was certain of what he should be doing at any one time, considering that he was a virgin too. It was all new territory to him, need coursing through his body with every beat of his heart, pulsing and pounding, need rising with the throb of his cock.

"Ohhh..." He moaned, a grunt swallowed in the back of his throat. "I've never... You're so hard...against me..."

Even the more dominant stallion was caught up in the moment, skin prickling and twitching in that distinctly equine fashion. His tail was not a traditional horse one but swept back in a thinner sweep that was more feline, almost, but with three-foot of hair draped down the length, dangling and twisting with Olwen's. The silvery stallion tried to rock up against him, flexing and rounding his hindquarters as he rested on his back, but even his need could not be contained in such a way, instinct taking over.

Olwen's head spun. Up, up... He had to get up. Instinct drove him there as Gwyn slid and scrambled awkwardly off him, nickering with his nostrils flared. He had to brace, had to present, some feral, deeper part of his mind telling the rest of his body what to do as if it had any right to. It was all well and good, however, birds signing somewhere above, flitting through a rustling brush of leaves, some kind of small animal scampering through the undergrowth, though Olwen was not in any place where he could pay any mind to it.

"Here... Let me..."

Gwyn's breath caught in his throat as he whickered with need, nuzzling at Olwen's shaft even as the other stallion rolled to his hooves, clambering up with a heave and a heft of his body. He had to have it, desire taking over, nostrils puffing shortly and sharply, need coursing through with sharp stabs of breath. The air was not even cold as he swiped his tongue luxurious down the length of the smooth-skinned stallion-shaft before him. It was thick and meaty, the medial ring rising as he firmed up completing, everything standing out in stark definition while his desire could not be mistaken for anything else. There was no musk, as yet, around a cock as warm and wanton as that, though Olwen was not about to let it go to waste in the slightest as he suckled carefully on the tip: all for the first time.

Those firsts were the most beautiful of all, however, as Gwyn's body shuddered and rose above him, trying to rock and flex and thrust all at once. The stallion was lost in the moment, bearing a more traditional equine tail with a longer dock than most that could control the luxurious, silken fall of hair more aptly. He flipped it up over Olwen's head as the stallion nuzzled around to his heavy nuts, his balls clad in a soft sack, so think that the heat of the unicorn's tongue bore through even then.

It was all needed, all so very much, moans slipping from lips that were more than happy to see delights in one another's hooves. Gwyn could barely stay on his cloven hooves, shuddering and juddering, his hide rippling with such delightful sensation that even for a more experienced stallion it would have been more than mildly difficult to hold it all in. Yet there was no need for that as he bobbed his head, lips quivering with delight, every nerve-ending in his body firing off with the delight of it all, whimpering and snorting in short, sharp puffs of breath.

"Mmmph... Oh... Oh... Olwen... Olly..."

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