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Dry Spell

Chapter 1: Sweet Dreams

The gray stallion tossed and turned in his sleep, muttering indistinctly to himself. The specially made stockings he wore over his hooves to keep from tearing up the bedsheets sounded a muffled drumbeat as he rolled over, his sheath grinding against the mattress as his sleep talking took on a decidedly aroused tone. "Mmff, soft," was just barely audible as his hips started gyrating, his cock quickly emerging and staining the soft fabric of the bed linens with pre. Perhaps subconsciously feeling a bit uncomfortable at having his dick pinned, the horse rolled onto his side, one dappled buttock facing upward as he continued to flirt with his pillow.

"Fuck, you're tight," was his comment as his rapidly-erected cock caught on a fold in the bed linens before springing free at full mast, twitching and leaking. The stud was drooling on his pillowcase as well, the fur on his muzzle and cheek getting drenched and matted as he somewhat fruitlessly attempted to make out with his imagined lover. His bed creaked and groaned as he started thrusting his hips, humping the air as though railing an invisible asshole, or pussy: his dream was a bit nonspecific, and Hal would have been perfectly fine with either.

Another minute or so of this, and his mottled shaft went completely rigid, his flare swelling to its full size as he groaned and whinnied against his pillow, his hips thrusting one more time, before a jet of thick white seed erupted and landed on the distant hardwood floor with a faint splat, followed by another, and then another. A few spurts more, and his orgasm slowed to a dribble as he snorted and moaned, sinking back into a quieter sleep. His cock wasn't even all the way back in his sheath when his bedside alarm blared a few minutes later.

Chapter 2: Up In the Morning

Hal sat up, looked around blearily, glanced down at his half-hard (half-soft?) cock, and grimaced. "Again? Fuck, third time this week. Damn dry spell. Gotta get me some head or something soon. That's more laundry for later."

He continued grumbling to himself as he set about cleaning the mess from his floor. He was short on time, the bedsheets could wait. Not like he had company planned anyway. "Shower or coffee first? Fuck it, shower, can't show up to work looking and smelling like a mess," he muttered as he stumbled into the bathroom, turning on the hot water before stepping into the shower.

Grabbing the shampoo, he set about lathering himself up, taking care to ensure he didn't miss a single hair of his mane, wanting it as glossy as possible. He stepped into the water and sighed as the warmth helped him relax muscles he hadn't even realized were tensed. It also reminded him his bladder was full to bursting, and he sighed in relief as a hot yellow stream splashed from his sheath onto the floor of the shower, continuing for well over a minute as he finished scrubbing the suds from his coat and wringing out his mane. Suddenly feeling a bit heavier downstairs, he glanced down to see his shaft was already halfway out again. "That horny just from taking a piss? And after that nice dream we had? Don't get greedy, boy!"

His cock didn't take much notice of his scolding, quickly swelling to full size under the warm running water. Hal sighed theatrically and fondled his balls for a few moments, teasing his cockhead with his other hand, squeezing the flare gently and humping until, with a satisfied snort, he blew a small load that was quickly washed away by the shower. "Now be a good boy, and stay where you belong!" He smirked and rinsed before shutting off the water, stepping out of the shower, and toweling off.

Chapter 3: Quite a Stretch

Today was gym day, and Hal never skipped gym day. Truthfully, it wasn't so much about the workout as the company during the workout. Specifically, the trainer who ran the gym. Nerissa had a body like iron and breasts like silk pillows, and the things he'd seen her do with her tail...

He shook his head and snapped out of a fantasy of the muscular shark girl putting a bridle on him. Hal wasn't a service stud for anyone who asked, but for her, all she'd have to do is tell him which hole and what position. The session started with some yoga. Nude yoga. The gym's windows were one-way glass, a rather expensive privacy measure, but worthwhile. Phones and cameras were, of course, checked at the door. Nobody got a say in what was recorded at the gym except Nerissa. Not that Hal minded, really. Almost every guy in the place got a boner at some point, and the stallion had more than once been caught admiring some of the eye candy on full display. Luckily, everyone was chill about it; he'd gotten a few fun nights out of it in the past. Maybe he could hit another lucky streak today.

"Careful! Don't you know your left hoof from your right?" An amused question snapped Hal out of another distracted reverie, as he realized he'd arched his spine in the wrong direction, and was now practically attempting a fusion dance with a mule deer stag to his left.

"Sorry about that, got lost in thought," he replied awkwardly, as the class returned to a neutral pose.

"Yeah, lost in thinking about our instructor's tits, or maybe the backsack view on that otter in the front row," the stag snickered. Taller individuals tended to be placed near the back, to afford a good view to all the participants. Not that Hal minded. The view from the back was very good indeed.

"Yeah, yeah," he snorted, "Very funny. You try thinking with the wrong head all day and then keeping a clear mind in a room like this. Hope I don't jizz on the fucking floor, she'd charge me extra for the cleanup."

"Oh, one of those kinds of days?" The mule deer chuckled sympathetically. "Normally I'd love to help you solve that problem, but I've already got plans for tonight. Get in touch with me tomorrow, and we might be onto something." Hal nodded, and the two agreed to exchange phone numbers later.

Chapter 4: Sudden Relief

Dragging himself through the door later that evening, Hal couldn't help but groan as he settled onto the couch and fumbled around for the TV remote, before aimlessly flipping through streaming services.

"Hey, dumbass! Move your big dappled butt over and leave me a seat, or did you forget it's Thursday? New ep drops today, and I'm not risking any spoilers by being a second late!"

Aw, shit. He'd somehow completely forgotten about his houseguest.

"Yeah, sure, fine, you take the good seat," he groused good-naturedly as he shifted over to make room for the jade-green dragon. Tetra had found herself needing a place to stay while between jobs, and as his college roommate's cousin's friend's sister, she'd ended up asking him for a spot to crash. Not that he minded, exactly. The green dragoness with purple stripes on her thighs, waist, and shoulders, and a lighter green diamond pattern down her back, was hardly an eyesore. Quite the opposite, in fact. Not that he'd had an especially good look at her whole body; she was a bit shy on that front, and he tried to respect her privacy, even if the randy friend in his sheath had other ideas.

"Someone's grumpy today," she teased. "Strike out at the gym, did we?"

"Eh, something like that. Might have better luck tomorrow, at least." He shrugged and settled back into the couch as Tetra dialed up her current favorite show.

"Yeah, I figured. Hey, Hal," she shot him a glare through narrowed lids, her yellow eyes making it all the more striking, "if you're gonna spooge all over the shower, at least make sure it all gets rinsed down the drain or mopped up when you're done."

"Oh, uh, sorry. I didn't actually think there was that much." He glanced down at his lap reflexively.

"Not that much? What the fuck constitutes 'a lot' for you, then?" Her eyes widened and she laughed. "Now I admit, I'm actually half-curious."

Hal's ears perked up, along with something else. "Wait, you are? I mean uh, I know, you said before that --"

"That I lean less toward guys, especially guys I'm borrowing a room from and have barely met, yeah." She cut him off. "But you haven't, amazingly, been a complete asshole, and that one time you saw me getting off was an accident, even if I did catch you staring 'cause I left my door open. Maybe I kinda need it almost as much as you do. After," she shot him another glare as he moved to get up, "we finish my show. I'm still not missing this episode for anything."

Chapter 5: One-Way Trip

"So, here we are." Tetra sat on the edge of her bed next to Hal, since the stallion's own sheets still needed a good laundering. "Shit, could this get any more awkward?"

Hal shrugged. "We're both naked, that's a start. Seriously though, if you're having second thoughts, I'll gladly head back to my room and take care of myself."

She shook her head. "No, it's not that. It's more like, uh, there's actually kind of a specific reason I rarely fuck guys, hell I rarely fuck anyone, and I gotta explain why first. See, more than likely, you're wanting to put that tool in one of my holes, right?" She pointed at his half-hard dick, as if there were any doubt which tool she meant.

"Uh, yeah, that's the idea." He nodded, continuing in a confused tone. "You got something you're worried about me catching? Not that I'm judging, mind you."

"Well, yes and no. I tested clean just last week and I've got the papers to prove it, but my body's a bit...unique. It manufactures toxins. You ever wonder why I keep my tail pointed well away from people and I don't like tight spaces? Toxic fumes, baby, and I can't totally turn them off." She noted the alarmed look on Hal's face. "Oh, don't look so scared, at low output you'd have to practically hotbox this shit for it to do much to you, especially at your size. Sex is another story, though. I get aroused, I start secreting all kinds of fun stuff, mostly aphrodisiacs but also hallucinogens. It's supposed to heighten the experience, I guess, drive you into a mating frenzy or whatever, but it hits different people differently, and a condom won't help. Stuff goes right through latex. You start pounding my pussy, or even my ass, you're on a one-way trip and I cannot guarantee when or how you'll get off that ride."

Hal nodded slowly. "If that's your only concern, then...I appreciate you telling me up front, but I'm willing if you are. Hell, maybe this will finally get my buddy downstairs to shut up for a while, or at least until I can hook up with someone else."

"Already on to the next conquest, and you haven't even started this one," she slapped a hand down on his thigh playfully, "and here I thought you were a gentleman."

Chapter 6: Waking Dreams

Tetra grinned up at Hal, bright purple nipples fully erect, as she admired the view. "I'll forgive you if you don't eat me out first. No sense tripping balls so hard you forget to empty them, amiright?"

"Puns in the bedroom, really?" He carefully ran a thumb lightly over the folds of her pussy, earning a moan for his efforts, circling around the clit but not quite brushing it directly. "I might have to tease you a while just for that one."

She laughed in spite of her arousal. "In your condition? You'd jizz all over me hands-free and we'd never find out how badly my cunt's gonna scramble your brain, dumbass. Now make like a good stud and mount me already." She gasped as he teased her clit a few times all the same, working slowly and carefully, never pushing her past the point where it became too much, using his other hand to trace lazy circles around her left nipple before squeezing her breast gently a few times and then leaning down to give it a long, sensuous lick.

"That's almost as good," he said with a smirk, as she hit her first climax before he'd even entered her. "But it'll have to do." Getting himself into position and applying a generous amount of lube, partly in the hopes it might dilute her chemical cocktail a bit, he closed and tossed the bottle aside before pressing his cock in slowly, her eyes widening a bit as she stretched to accommodate his girth. The first thing he noticed was a slight tingling warmth that seemed to crawl up his shaft, into his balls, through his body along his spine, and finally into his brain. Nothing else, just that faint warmth. He mentally shrugged, and started slowly pumping his hips.

"Fuck fuck fuck, slow down, don't jackhammer me just yet!" Tetra cried out, or at least that's what she seemed to be saying, but she was doing it in a low, goofy voice like something out of a dramatic slow-mo movie scene. A sudden slap brought Hal back to reality, though it didn't hurt so much as startle him. "Sorry to whack you with my tail," she began in a normal tone, "but you were going a little hard there."

"Oh, uh, yeah...everything, everything kinda slowed down there. Or maybe I sped up? I'll be more careful. Keep talking so I'll know if it happens again." He went back to humping her as she alternately moaned, cursed, and groaned, thankfully in pleasure and in normal time. Her eyes were beautiful. Her eyes were golden. Her eyes were huge. Her eyes were blazing. Her eyes were suns, pulling him into their gravity...

"Hal?" Tetra's voice jolted him to reality again as he found his nose pressed against hers. "Were you going for a kiss or did you just fall the fuck over? Ah, what the hell."

An instant later they were locking tongues, locking bodies, he was in her body, not just literally but figuratively, Tetra came again, or maybe it was him, but somewhere his stallion self was still mating her with a mind of its own, so it must have been her, he moaned in ecstasy as he fucked her, or maybe himself, it was a waking dream, it was a living fantasy, it --

With a feeling like a sudden blow to the chest, he was back in his own body and feeling a very familiar sensation, deep within his loins, the flipping of a switch, the clicking of a key in a lock. "Oh fuck, Tetra, I'm cumming, I'm fucking cumming!"

It was all he had time to get out before a massive climax seized his body and wrung him dry, pumping load after load into her depths for what felt like minutes, for what felt like hours, until at last all he could do was slump, exhausted, against her. The torrent seemed to have overwhelmed her body's chemical gifts for the moment, and he pulled out of her, collapsing onto the bed. Tetra, for her part, didn't even suggest he move. In her mind, he'd earned one night in her bed. After all, neither of them could really budge, and he now had even more laundry to do.