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Shaun's been my roommate for a few months now, and I feel we've built up somewhat of a good system for living together. Well... there is one or two things I haven't told him. You see, I'm gay, and a fox. Admittedly I didn't have to tell him about the fox part, but I'm almost stereotypically fox. And he's... well, he's a guy, a fairly attractive horse (I know, a fox lusting after a horse), fairly active at the gym, and has the proclivity to walk around the flat in almost nothing.

It's half his place, so it's his right, but... I have seen his cock more than once. And there's more than a few times he's decided to shower at home after the gym, leaving his sweaty jockstrap on the floor while he cleans himself. He isn't the most observant, so he didn't miss one or two of his jockstraps going missing. They gave me more than a few nights of 'fun' if I'm honest, even the memories make me shiver, long after the scents left the fabrics.

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I rest myself against the couch, my paw against my semi-erect cock, stroking it softly through the fabric of my boxers. It's been a while since my last 'personal session', and the idea of being a little risqué is just tempting me further. My length throbs harder and harder in my grip, growing to full mass in seconds. My knot bulges a little at my base, instinctively wanting to tie with another.

The sound of the front door opening and closing stops me in my tracks, my ears perking up. Shaun's distinct hoof-steps clop to the living room door, before slowing down. My heart is in my throat as seconds draw out further. But as Shaun gets to the door properly, he stops just before his voice comes through the wooden structure.

"Hey Jimi, I'm gonna get a nap, ok?" He asks, although I doubt it was really a question.

My heart relaxes, as my paw returns to my cock, stroking it out slowly. "Sure thing buddy."

'Naughty little fox,' I think to myself.

"See you in a bit."

"See ya," I bite my lower lip to keep myself from moaning out.

Shaun's hoof-steps continue to his bedroom, leaving me to my personal endeavour. An idea crosses my mind, knowing the horse is a notoriously deep sleeper, being fully conked out within ten minutes, tops. I keep my paw on my cock, jerking my length slowly as I wait out the time, each minute seemingly taking longer than the last, as I draw closer to bringing my plan to action. Five minutes to go, four, three... two... one...

Ok, he should be asleep now. I get up, undress completely, and tiptoe out of the living room, and head towards the horse's bedroom. I can smell the Shaun's distinct scent already, leading me to his room. My paw goes to the door handle and slowly twists it, opening his door just as slowly. His scent becomes tenfold, and almost knocks me back. But I push forward, finding the horse in his bed, on his front, his round, surprisingly plump ass in the air slightly.

Fuck... I've never seen his ass so blatantly before.

Shaun's snores reach my ears, and confirms his already deep sleep. I slowly move towards the sleeping horse, my gaze focused on his rear. His tail flags occasionally in his sleep, revealing his doughnut shaped asshole. I've always loved equine holes, the way they look, their taste, their... scent. My paw goes to Shaun's butt cheek, my pads running over his short, glorious, brown fur. His coat is a lovely shade of chestnut, with his hair, tail, as well as his crotch and armpit fur being a dark oak brown. Shaun shifts slightly as I grope his ass, but after a moment, he returns to stoic sleep, only moving as he breaths in and out slowly.

My mouth goes dry as I move between the horse's legs, my paws go to his respective thighs, trailing down his muscular thighs softly. I'm almost examining his strength and the muscles held beneath his fur. Giving myself a few seconds to just enjoy it, I finally move my digits to his ass, grabbing onto the plump, if slightly hard, flesh. I grip them and spread both sides apart, revealing his dark, almost chocolate shaded, anus.

"Oh fuck..." I whisper to myself, licking my lips. "So this is where you've been hiding your treasure."

His tail hicks up again, as if to invite me in. And who am I to decline such an offer? I move forward, closing my eyes right before my nose makes contact with Shaun's anus. And once it does, I sniff as deeply as I can, as deep as any fox would in this situation. The scent of sweat, musk and overactive horse fills my lungs, making my head spin. It smells so fucking divine, like I expected, and oh so more so. Huffing my breath out of my maw, letting it roll against his taint, I sniff his hole again, letting my nose push a bit more against his doughnut ring.

The spice of his skin, the tang of his hole, the sweat... the musk...

It all comes together inside me, making me drunk with musk fuelled lust. My grip on his cheeks wains and they slowly encompass my snout, warming my maw up with the heat that radiates from them. My paws move to his balls, my fingers weighing them softly. If I were to hazard a guess, I'd say they are the size of cooking apples, and weigh just as much. I make sure my digits get a good feel of them, his glistening sweat soaking into my paw pads.

While I do this, I continue to indulge in his anal musk, my nose almost poking into his bowels at this point. Time loses all meaning while I'm here, seconds, minutes, maybe even hours could pass, and I wouldn't even notice. It's simply unimportant to me now, my only focus is to his ass, his hole, his beautiful scent.

Sniff in...

Hold...

Breath out...

Sniff in...

Hold...

Breath out...

Over and over I repeat this, only pulling out from the scent based heaven once I literally can't take anymore. I huff deeply, trying to get blood back into my brain. Moving my paws from Shaun's balls, I bring them to my nose, and sniff deeply once more. The scent of his balls and sweat fills me, another wave of bliss rushes over me. This time, I can't help but let out a long, loud, almost feral moan.

"Enjoying yourself, little buddy?"

The voice shakes me out of my haze, jumping back as I find Shaun looking back at me, his sea blue eyes focused on my nude form. My heart stops, as does my body. My paws stay at my nose, now as a way to keep my face somewhat covered. I don't know what to say, what to do. I've gone from my greatest dream, to my worst nightmare. Tears form in the corners of my eyes, quickly flowing down my cheeks. Shaun seems to notice this, his face softening as he gets on all fours. Although this only makes me respond by balling up at the foot of his bed, openly weeping.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! D-don't hurt me!" I shout out, feeling my mind break apart as the countless possible responses flow through my brain. All of which end in pain, in heart-breaking slurs and hate filled words. "I'm sorry!"

I feel his hands on my back, wrapping his arms and body around the back side of my body. This leaves my front exposed, allowing the option to run. But also keeps me grounded in his body, comforted even. I continue to weep, to apologise for anything and everything. But Shaun's voice comes to my ear in a small whisper, calming and caring.

"It's alright, you're ok..." He whispers to me.

"Shaun, I'm so sorry! I'm sorry for doing that! For being a slut! For being gay!" I continue to yell, balling up further.

"Let it out Jimi, I won't go anywhere."

"Shaun! I'm... I'm!"

"I'm here, Jimi." He responds, holding me a little tighter to prove the point.

"But I'm just... just a..." My voice lowers to just a whisper, as if I don't want to say the next words. "I'm just a... faggot fox..."

His lips come to my ear, kissing it before continuing. "You're Jimi, you're kind, honest, and caring. Being gay is just an extra bit, like being straight, or being a guy or gal, or being a horse. There are points to each of these, neither benefits nor weaknesses."

I can't get anymore out of my maw, only letting out a series of sobs as I turn towards the horse, wrapping my arms around his neck and shoulders. My eyes burn with tears, continuing to cry against the horse's frame. It takes minutes before I calm myself out of my crying session, and even longer to feel strong enough to pull away. I stay on my knees at the foot of Shaun's bed, muzzle pointed down as I look up to the horse.

"I'm... sorry Shaun..." I say, wiping away a stray tear.

"For what, Jimi?" He asks, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"For everything, for doing that while you slept, for being a slut, for calling myself a... the 'f' word."

"You don't need to apologise sweetie, I knew you were gay since the day you moved in."

"You... did?"

"Yeah, you weren't as sneaky with your 'toys' as you thought you were."

I blush deeply at this. Non of my toys were small, and most of them are horse themed, and over a foot long. "You... you saw my dildos?"

Shaun kisses my cheek. "Yeah, and the bondage stuff, that butt fleshlight... and my jockstrap."

"Did you... look through my stuff?"

"Sure... just looked."

"He-he," I chuckle. "I guess we both did some stuff we shouldn't have. You did clean them afterwards, right?"

"Yes, but it's not like you'd have minded, Mr. Nose-up-my-ass." Shaun smiles, pressing he nose against my shoulder, giving me a teasing sniff.

"Yeah, you're right. I might have liked the added scent." I admit, beginning to feel better as I put my paws onto his shoulders. "So, uh... are we, like... ok?"

"Hmm?"

"I mean... you know I'm gay. But are you, um... like me?"

"You mean, am I gay?"

"Well, more into guys, rather than just guys, you know?"

"I guess so?" Shaun half asks. "I mean, I just... as long as I get along with the person, you know? I don't get why them having tits, or a cock, or cunt, or whatever, really matters. I mean as long like them, they like me, and I have somewhere to cum. Whether it's in their mouth, ass, cunt, or wherever."

"I get you, I guess you're pan."

"But..." Shaun's left ear flattens down in confusion. "I'm a horse..."

"No, sorry, I mean pansexual. Meaning you don't really care for gender."

"Oh right, I guess that's right."

I let my paws connect behind his neck, hugging him leisurely. "So, am I someone you 'like'?"

"Oh Jimi," he smirks at me, his hands going around my back. "How could I not 'like' you? You've been shaking your ass to 'Hey, Soul Sister' when you think you're alone, since the day you moved in. That implies good music taste, and definitely shows a really nice ass."

"Stop spying on me." I full on hug him, burying my muzzle into his chest, his scent engulfing me. "Just promise me... the next time you see me do that. You come and join me, ok?"

"Do you know how much I wanted to beforehand?" He asks, kissing my forehead, before pulling my head back softly, pressing his lips against mine.

The kiss takes me off guard, but I push back against the kiss, passionately confirming his love. Shaun, despite his size over me, slowly relents onto the bed, letting me on top. I'm on my knees above him, my ass resting on his thighs, his cock throbbing against my taint. He feels way bigger than any toy in my collection, feels way better too, even before being in me. The flat tip that, even before we do anything, feels like it's half flaring. The sheer size... fuck, he really puts the 'horse' into Clydesdale.

I pull away from the kiss, slow and reluctant. A string of saliva keeping our maws connected for a second or two longer, before that too breaks. I huff down at him, as he huffs back up at me. I feel doubt building inside myself again, and I open my maw to speak. But I'm worse at hiding my feelings from him than I thought, as Shaun puts a finger to my lips, silencing me before he pushes it into my mouth. I instinctively start sucking on it, looking guiltily at the horse.

"I know what you're going to say. I don't care if you're a stereotype of a fox, nor do I care about your libido."

I moan around his finger in confirmation. It's not exactly what I wanted to say, that went more along the lines of: I'd ride your cock in front of my dad, if you kept my muzzle against your armpit all day. But he's close enough.

"I can keep up with your sex drive, probably put yours to the test if I'm honest. Don't apologise for being you, don't feel guilty. Anytime you do, come find me, and ride one out, ok?"

I slowly pull away from his finger, giving it a long, drawn out lick after it 'plops' out from my maw. "Don't... don't tempt me, big boy. I can come six times a day and still want a horse in me to make me cum again."

"Only six times? Baby, how big do I feel to you?"

"Including from the glimpses I've gotten? I'd say about eighteen inches, why?"

"Technically I'm twenty four inches, but I've found, that for every two inches of my cock, I have to cum once to be fully satisfied."

"Wait, you're two feet? Wait... wait... you cum twelve times?" I ask, my mind wheeling from this information.

"You fucking bet, wanna get started, fuck-toy?" Shaun asks, raising an eyebrow.

Without saying a word, I position my ass so I can hotdog his length more easily. Which I start doing immediately, going from tip to base. This only makes the horse harder, and spew pre-cum onto both his own length, and my ass. This allows me to adjust to his size, and lube both of us up more naturally. We keep eye contact as I do this, making sure the other knows how much we want this. Moving myself up a bit, when my ass gets to his tip, I angle the both of us slightly on the down thrust, so his cock presses right into my hole.

Shaun gasps as I spread around his tip, taking the first few inches into my ass. His heat is the first thing I notice once he's inside me. The next being just how much pre he shoots once inside. I take a moment to catch my breath, before I try to push myself down on him. I've found with my body, that I should get as much cock inside me as soon as possible, as it'll make things easier later. Two inches, four, six... eight... ten...

God, he really is two feet. I look back at his length, finding most of his cock still not inside me. Turning back to the Clydesdale, I smile down at him. He smiles back up at me, moving his arms upwards, resting the back of his head against his hands, watching me softly. This admittedly reveals his armpit fur, tempting me for a taste, but I keep myself under control, at least for now. I push myself down on Shaun's cock, but as I do, I feel my body bulge to accommodate the horse cock already in me.

"Fuck! Oh fucking shit!" I call out, clamping down on his equine shaft, feeling the most of it shift inside my lower guts.

Shaun looks down at me with concern. "You ok? Are you hurt?"

I grab his wrist, moving his hand to my lower abdomen, right where his cock is bulging out from inside me. "You... feel that? You're rearranging my guts, you bad, bad boy."

"Fuck! I really... really am, aren't I?"

"You wanna make me feel you? Like really feel you?"

"You want more? Think you can handle it?" He asks, smirking softly. I can't tell if he's worried about me, or daring me further. Maybe it's a little of both.

"I think the better question is; can you handle me?" I ask back, moving my nose to his exposed armpit hair, sniffing deeply before pulling back a little, letting out a loud moan as I breath out. The manly scent of Shaun hits me, mixed with the spice that only a workout can bring out in a horse.

"Fuck..." Is all Shaun can seem to say, looking me over.

I move my lips to his ear, whispering softly. "I can handle all of you. ALL of you. Your scent, your size, your libido. My body is yours to use, whenever you want. Now, use me like the fleshlight I am. And ruin my ass, so no one else can ever please me, only you."

Shaun's hands go to my ass, clamping down on my soft rear. "Only if you do something in return."

"And what would that be?"

"Take cock like the fox you are." He says, right before he forces me down onto his cock, sending the last foot of cock into me. I can feel is push out of my abdomen, rearranging my insides at his cock's demand.

"Oh fuck! Fuck!" I call out, going cross-eyed as more than a foot of horse cock bulges out from inside me. I can hear my guts shift and move, gurgling as they try to adapt to the rigid cock inside me. Shaun moves his muzzle to my ear, licking the inside of my fur covered flesh, nibbling on my soft triangular ear.

"You're gonna be a good fox?"

"Y-yes... daddy!"

"Going to take daddy's fat cock? Whenever I want your ass?"

"Yes! Give it to me!" I shout out as Shaun pulls me up, until just his cock tip is inside me, before being rammed down on him. My mind wheels at just how much cock is inside me, being thrusted into me. Again and again Shaun shoves me down onto his shaft, becoming harder, faster, and rougher with each passing second.

"Gonna... gonna cum in you, boy." He growls into my ear. I never knew horses could growl, but fuck... it sounds so fucking good to hear him growl.

"Oh fuck... please..." I beg, creaming onto Shaun's chiselled chest, clamping down on his length.

Shaun flares inside me, spreading me even further. Somehow he seems to get even bigger inside me. My mind goes completely blank as Shaun finally cums in me, I can only breath as I almost feel his cum fill me up. A small groan manages to escape my lips, my guts gurgling even more than before, bulging out further. My stomach begins to round out as more horse cum is forced up into me, sloshing about with each movement. The heat and pressure radiating from inside me is divine.

Words escape me as Shaun finally pulls out of me, leaving my hole a gaping void, empty of its treasure. His hand goes to my hole, as if examining his handy work. Shaun moves me to the side, getting onto his own knees, looking at my ass. If I had more than a single working brain cell, I might feel the need to blush.

"Mmmm, you look good leaking my cum." The Clydesdale purrs, his hands going to my ass once more. "But I don't think I'm satisfied, you up for another round?"

I look back to the horse, biting my lower lip as I nod, letting out a soft moan when I feel his tip press against my hole once more. Shaun moves to the edge of his bed, stepping onto the floor before pulling me along for the ride. He stands at the side of the bed frame, while I stay on all fours near him, my ass presented outwards. With only a few moments of enjoying the view, he finally rams his length once more into me.

My head pulls back, my maw opening up as I call out, feeling his whole cock slide into my ass. All two fucking feet of horse cock settles inside me, disappearing into my bulging belly. With each thrust into my hole, I feel my stomach wobble and shift in response, making sure I feel every movement of his drive of his hips. Shove after shove of his cock brings me to another orgasm, the build up mostly going unaware. But nothing could make me ignore the final explosion, creaming onto the covers.

I want him to cum into me again, and again... over and over. It feels as if Shaun wants the same, sounds like it too. His thrusts are so primal, feral even. He snorts and breaths through his nose, his nostrils flaring widely with each blow of air. All I can do is let him have his way with me, not that I'd want to do anything else. I'm right where I belong, impaled on a horse's cock, belly full of his seed, wordlessly begging for more.

Shaun bends over my back, placing one hooved hand on the bed, and wrapping the other around my upper chest. His lips come to my ear, his voice low, restrained, but with the same primal need from his actions. "Love ya, little fox..."

"I love... you too!" I manage to say, before my maw is tugged back, being locked in a long, passionate kiss with Shaun.

I'm kept there for what feels like an eternity, his tongue moving into my mouth, his hot breath rolling over my cheek. His thrusts somehow become rougher and way more feral. Barely six inches of his length ever leaving my ass, making sure I'm properly filled as he draws himself closer to orgasm. Which he does, ramming his cock once more into me, his balls slamming against mine Once again, he begins cumming into me, filling me even further. It's not as much as his first load, but fuck... it's like he's trying to get me pregnant. And while I know it's impossible, his attempts to do so is just so fucking hot!

I look down at my belly, feeling the pressure build up inside me. My stomach is about the size of a eight month pregnant woman, gurgling as I slowly grow to the ninth month. With a small whimper in my ear, Shaun's dominant demeanour disappears, leaving the normal horse I know and love. He licks my ear, before sniffing my neck, taking in my scent.

"Oh fuck... Jimi, you're such a good fox." He purrs, his voice soft and caring.

"Not as good as you, Shaun." I respond, feeling my mind slowly return to me. With a small pat on my belly, I continue. "You gave me quite a good time."

"Well... I had quite the motivation."

"I hope I'm more than just motivation."

"Oh, definitely. You're so much more." Shaun replies softly, pulling himself out of my ass. "Oh fuck...

"Shaun... you're really big." I say, shivering at this action, yelping as his flare 'plops' out of my hole. We stay still for a few moments, just enjoying the sweet afterglow. But as the moment passes, Shaun slowly gets up properly and takes a few steps to the door.

"Hey, I'm going to grab a drink, want anything?"

I take a deep breath, in through my nose, out through my mouth. The scent of our lust fills my lungs, threatening to make me even hornier. "Yeah, but hold on a sec."

Shaun looks at me questioningly as I slowly get to my feet, the weight of his loads inside me making me wobble slightly. I walk to him, putting my arms around him, planting my nose into the crook of his armpit. Sniffing as deep as possible, I get the whole range of the horse's musk. Sweat, slight body odour, pure grade horse scent, all mixed together in my lungs. Huffing out, I reluctantly pull myself away from him.

"We're..." I start saying. "We're so doing this again."