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You sure you good to meet up tonight? Sounds like you had a long day.

Yeah yeah, now I'm good. Just had to do one shift at my regular job. Holiday stuff is over for now so I'm back to my regular schedule. I'm game if you are.

I'll text you when I'm on my way home.

Tristan smiled and nodded to himself as he slipped his cell phone back into his pocket and walked out of the building. Taking an immediate left the sheep headed down the sidewalk and into the freezing night air, rolling his shoulders and taking a moment to stretch his neck. The call center royally sucked after the holidays as people desperately tried to return shirts that were too big or small, or the wrong color, or just failed as a gift. It didn't help matters that most of the time they were so fried after wading through the automated system they were either grateful to speak to a live fur or so frazzled they snapped immediately. Still the overtime pay wasn't too shabby and when combined with the bit extra from his holiday work he might actually be able to slow down when school went back into session.

Feeling his phone buzz he reached down, pulling it out to swipe without thinking and was immediately greeted by a sweaty horse bulge in a jock strap. Blushing furiously the sheep gave a soft baa while trying to cover the phone with his paw, looking around to see if anyone saw. If they did no one was about to say anything. Moving over on the sidewalk to put the buildings to his immediate left and tilting the phone he gave a small smile, licking his lips and drinking the image in. Seems that Caden was hitting the gym hard again which wasn't a huge shocker. It seemed that most of the time when he texted the equine the guy was either working out, at the office, or sleeping.

Working hard there hoss? Looks like you got a little bit of a sweat going. Tristan smiled and tucked his phone away again as he made his way to the parking lot. He hated being that guy that left his muzzle stuck in the phone while he walked. Pulling his keys out he looked around at the parking signs to search for his row, walking over the slush covered lot to the rundown old car. It wasn't in too bad of shape, had heat, and at least started when he needed it to so there were zero complaints from him. Feeling his phone buzz again, and then again shortly after, he ignored it and started the car up. Rubbing at his wooly arms to ward off the cold he finally relented and pulled the phone out, his eyes going wide at the sight.

He would never fail to be impressed by horse dick. Even after three weeks of hooking up he was still taken aback by the size, the girth, the flare, and of course the musk. Looking at the erect dick on his screen he started to squirm in his seat as he could practically smell Caden through the phone. Eagerly typing away he simply asked when the stud was going to be done and where the meet at. Putting the phone in the cradle on the dash he waited for the Bluetooth, a Christmas gift from his parents, to connect before driving off, his eyes glancing at the phone. Tristan swore he was going to be responsible, damn it, and waited until the next red light to check the message.

On my way home now, be there in ten. See you there?

Biting his lip and giving a nod Tristan auto replied a yes and started to follow the now familiar path to Caden's place. Tristan had the address saved though he didn't need it anymore; that was something he learned by heart at this point. Well, by heart and by dick he supposed. Tapping a hoof against the floor panel he waited impatiently at each red light that separated him from the horse cock waiting for him. Finally he was passing the college, driving through the main part of town, and heading toward the gentrifying part. Passing by hybrid microbrewery Crossfit gyms and pilates studios that doubled as pet therapy clinics Tristan searched for an open parking spot. Braking to let a car pull out he smiled and pulled right in, checking his phone.

A single picture reply awaited him. It was Caden sprawled out on his couch wearing just his sweaty tank top and jockstrap pulling the shirt up just enough to show off his abs. Leaping out of the car and slamming the door, pausing just long enough to make sure that it was locked, Tristan hurried down the sidewalk. Passing by nearly identical condos and townhomes his eyes searched the house numbers till he settled on one. Punching in a keycode on the door he stepped right in the entrance and breathed deeply. Taking a moment to wipe his hooves off and toss his coat onto a hook he looked down, spotting the pair of sweaty gym shorts. Picking them up for a greedy inhale before walking through the entryway and making a right into the living room where Caden waited for him.

"Cute shirt, bro. Didn't even go home to change, huh?" Caden said as Tristan walked into the living room. Tristan looked down feeling a light blush under his wool as he glanced down at the solid blue polo shirt and khakis. Shaking his head and rolling his eyes the sheep crossed the room and went over to plop his wooly butt right down next to the larger hoss.

Reaching over Tristan ran his paw over Caden's thick thigh, giving it a squeeze before trailing up and over the front of his jockstrap. With a smile he teased right back, "Could say the same to you though I suppose you're home now, aren't you? Didn't even bother taking a shower before inviting me over?"

The horse snorted and raised his arms up, placing them over the back of the couch to let his potent musk hit the sheep's nose, "Like you'd let me. I did that the second time you came over and you had the saddest little look on your face. You could say I learned my lesson."

Caden gave a glance at the TV. Usually when he did stuff like this the guy had porn on or something but for whatever reason Caden usually had the news on. Trailing his paw down the front of the jockstrap Tristan stroked a couple of fingers over the horse's taint, teasing at it, "Well we like what we like, don't we?" Reaching over with his other paw he lifted up the bottom of the tank top and started to run his tongue over Caden's stomach right above the jockstrap.

Not saying a word Caden just gave a half whinny and adjusted on the couch, sliding his hips forward and slouching to give Tristan better access to his body. Reaching down Caden pulled his tank top up and over, tossing it away and running his paw over the back of the sheep's head. Tristan let his breath play over the horse's fur and flesh, making sure to give a few hard puffs out to make sure the big stud felt it. Pausing a few seconds he licked his fingers and went back down under to massage at the horse's taint, rubbing lightly and working his way slowly back. After a few more licks Tristan was ready for his prize and tugged down the front of the jock, spilling the thick horse cock into the open and running his free hand down the shaft. Giving one lick from the base of the shaft to the flared tip he paused, inhaling deep to drink it all in.

Looking up at Caden with a wink Tristan wrapped one paw around the base of the equine's cock and took it into his mouth while his other paw prodded at Caden's pucker. The big horse gave a few enthusiastic thrusts as Tristan slowly rimmed around the edge with his fingers, bobbing his head up and down slowly on the shaft. Slowly, firmly Tristan began to push his fingers into Caden's asshole, feeling the stud tense at first and then relax against the pressure. Slowly working on the hole with his fingers Tristan bobbed his head up and down on the musky shaft, tasting and smelling every drop of sweat. Wrapping his mouth around the top of the flare he paused for a few moments and let his tongue tease around the edge.

Running his tongue over the horse's piss slit Tristan could taste that heady precum as the Caden began to leak freely. Keeping his lips wrapped around the tip he ran his tongue back and forth, teasing at it, working at the sensitive tip till Caden gave a whinny and thrust his hips forward. Tristan's fingers slid out of the horse's ass as the equine settled back in with an embarrassed smile, running his paw down the sheep's back and stroking at the wool. Feeling the horse start to fumble at the button on his pants Tristan wiggled his hips side to side and helped slide out of them, kicking them off and resting next to Caden. Taking a moment to strip off his polo and toss it away Tristan knelt at the horse's side in just his boxers, kissing at Caden's chest.

At first Tristan felt embarrassed when he'd hooked up with Caden. This was a smart, muscular, big dicked stud and Tristan was, well, himself. He was a wooly sheep that worked some dead end job to put himself through college while Caden obviously had some sort of career. Still, the stud kept inviting him over so Tristan must be doing something right. Taking a moment to reach down and stroke a paw over the stud's thick cock, Tristan glanced around and stood up, tugging down his boxers and tossing them next to the rest of his clothes. Getting between Caden's thighs he started to stroke the thick cock and take it in his mouth, slowly going back down on it.

His eyes went wide as he felt Caden's right leg hook around, getting around the back of the sheep's head and pulling him down onto the shaft. Fuck, he'd only seen this in porn before. Locked in a scissorhold Tristan was forced down onto the thick shaft, sputtering and trying to force down his gag reflex. Locked between those thick thighsTristan was trapped, inhaling that strong musk and letting his eyes roll back. As he got control of his gag reflex the sheep started to run his tongue along the underside of the shaft. Losing track of time, lost in the smell and sensation, Tristan went along for the ride.

Finally Caden released his leg log, letting Tristan pull back and take a few deep breaths. Leaning down, the large stallion looked down at the sheep, "So, think you can make it upstairs? I'm tired of the couch."

Tristan breathlessly nodded as the stud stood up, taking him by the paw and walking him out of the living room, around the corner, and up the steps. Usually they had just kept to the couch, messed around, and Tristan has been on his way. This was new. Following Caden up the steps Tristan went straight into the bedroom with the large stud, his eyes darting around and drinking it all in. It wasn't clean but wasn't messy, folded piles of clothes around the edges, the large bed in the middle. Tristan returned a kiss and stood there as Caden let go of his paw to walk over to the nightstand and grab out a bottle of lube.

Giving a squirt and working it over his thick shaft, Caden smiled and turned to the sheep, "So we got a bed this time. Wanna go face up this time?"

Why was Tristan blushing hard? Couches didn't offer a lot of options and usually he was bent over the arm or back when Caden took him. Swallowing and giving a smile he walked over to take the bottle from Caden, giving a squirt into his own paw. Reaching around he lubed up and slid onto the bed, laying back and giving a lazy stretch. Closing his eyes, he yawned playfully and settled in, smiling as he said, "Well, I don't know. Laying on my back like this I might just fall asleep. Been a long day you know. Maybe someone can wake me up."

Tristan kept his eyes closed and felt the mattress shift as Caden climbed onto it getting between his wooly legs. Feeling the stud's paws grab him Tristan gave a laugh and shifted on the bed, reaching over to grab a pillow and tuck it under his ass. Caden took a few moments to slide his paw down, teasing at the sheep's hole and slide in, fingering Tristan lightly to loosen him up. After a couple of weeks, though, Tristan was getting used to Caden's rather impressive cock. Grinning up at the large horse Tristan hooked his leg around the stud's hip to pull him in, encouraging him closer. Feeling the flared cockhead press against his ass Tristan took a deep breath and relaxed as Caden started to push in.

Feeling his breath catch Tristan gripped the sheets as the flared cock pushed inside of him, spreading his tunnel open grinding against his prostate as it worked deep in. The flare just seemed to rub every part inside him just right making his own cock leak against his wooly belly. Caden knew to take it slow and rocked his hips as Tristan opened up, sliding back out to give some time to adjust before pushing right back in and getting a few inches deeper. Controlling his breath Tristan laid his head back on the bed and relaxed as he opened up, putting shaking legs around Caden's waist to pull him in deeper.

>Once he'd passed the medial ring and was deep inside of Tristan's ass Caden gave a final little shove to hilt inside. Caden reached down and put a paw behind Tristan's head, bracing himself with the other arm on the bed and starting to pick up the pace. Tristan could only look up at the large stallion, nodding and grinning as his body rocked with sensations. Running a paw over the stud's broad chest he leaned his head up, kissing at the smooth fur, running his tongue along it to encourage the stallion. Shuddering, feeling the cock driving in and out of his body, Tristan bucked as best as he could against it, working in time with Caden.

After a while Caden leaned down and pressed his chest to Tristan's, sinking his body weight on top of the sheep. Tristan felt those large paws grab at his wide hips holding onto him as the stallion sunk in deep. He felt his cock trapped between their bodies, the sensation edging him further as the stallions grunted loudly and a light sweat built up on his body. Hesitantly Tristan reached up and grabbed Caden's mane, pulling him down and kissing the stallion, pressing his tongue hungirly into the stud's mouth. Caden returned the gesture as he started to slam down into the sheep, his large nuts slapping against Tristan. A few moments later the stud came hard and filled the sheep up, continuing to pound away as he rode out his orgasm.

The sensation coupled with the pressure of their bodies rubbing against his cock caused Tristan to do the same, shooting over his belly and some of his chest. As Caden slowly came to a stop, still on top of him, Tristan looked up with a contented sigh, smiling. Letting the warm feeling spread throughout his body he flopped back and groaned lightly knowing that the soreness would come later. After all, one didn't take a horse dick without a little bit of tradeoff. Still, for now, he would enjoy himself.

Caden rolled off of him and to the side looking down at the mess that coated his own stomach with a laugh. Tristan saw the matted wool on his stomach and chest, shaking his head with a laugh, "Damn, made kind of a mess. You, uh, don't mind if I use your shower before I go, do you?"

Half rolling on his side and using his arm to prop his head up Caden gave a shrug. He took a moment to point at the window, "Sure, towels are in there. Though I don't know if you want to head out just now."

Looking over Tristan gave a groan as he saw the snow coming down outside. The roads were already covered in slush and he knew they would be a sheet of ice before he got cleaned up. Dreading the drive home he flopped back and looked at the ceiling, feeling suddenly grumpy after his post fuck high.

Caden laughed and stood up, stretching his broad frame, "Look, roads are shit. Why don't you come and get cleaned up then you can stay over or whatever," as he turned Tristan got a good look at his muscular rear, "Plus, there is always round two."

Standing up from the bed Tristan grinned and walked over to join the stud as he walked to the bathroom. Well, the roads were pretty bad. And round two did sound pretty promising. As Caden started up the shower Tristan smiled a little. Bad weather was just all the more reason to stay inside.