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This is an extremely pornographic anthropomorphic homoerotic piece of erotic fiction. If you're not meant to read it, don't. Otherwise, whip it out and enjoy.

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The chair creaked, and the stallion moaned again, as he had been doing endlessly for the past fifteen minutes or so, pretty much. It sounded much louder in the basement, to the ears of the Sheppie standing just beyond the rim of the cone of light cast by the singular bulb on the ceiling, hung above the chair on the centre of the musky room.

"Hhhhggg..."

Hector's fingerpad traced the tender skin around his piss slit, drawing more pre out of his throbbing beer can cock while his eyes, ears and nose feasted on the obscene display in front of him.

"Tell me what you want again and you'll get it, when you're done," Hector grunted.

"Please...please..."

Smack...moan...smack...moan.

"Tell me again, Scott," Hector spoke roughly, stepping forward, as if to send a whiff of his musk going towards the helpless stallion seated on the leather-padded chair.

Scott whinnied miserably.

"I, I want you to fuck me, please..."

Hector snorted.

"I didn't say you can stop when you're talking, Scott," the Sheppie rumbled dangerously.

"Uhhhh...," Scott replied weakly, followed by the sound of flesh smacking against the leather-padded seat, and an obscene slurping that was the result of a thick equine dildo being fucked in and out of the stallion's ass by his own movement.

"Come on...the sooner you do it, the faster you'll get what you want, Scott..." Hector crooned, only visible as a glimmer of eyes in the darkness of the basement. Scott's sweat-prickling eyes could only barely make out the Sheppie in the distance.

"Uhhh....yes...," the stallion's calves and forearms were bound firmly to the chair with wide leather straps, securing him well onto his platform, but nonetheless giving him enough freedom of motion to heave his tall, lean body up and down on the large plastic cock imbedded deep into his Vaseline-soused rectum.

"...I want you to fuck me with your big cock, Hector...please...ahhh..." the half-flared head of the dildo pushed against something deep inside Scott's bowels, causing his own long dick to pulse and throb helplessly in its bobbing position in front of the bound stallion.

Hector flicked a strand of precum from the tip of his cock and listened.

"...I need it so bad in my ass...I need it many times a day just to feel good...fuck..." the blunt tip, on its way out when Scott lifted his body upwards, stroked over his badly swollen prostate and squeezed out yet another spurt of pre out of his cock.

The pearly fluid had no escape, though, but it simply dribbled to join the rest of the horse's exited juices within the heavy-duty condom secured around his cock with a rubber band from the base. The transparent equine condom's tip drooped down along Scott's length from the very weight of his leaked oozings, not gathered for any future use.

Sometimes Hector made ice cubes out of Scott's copious horse cum and they'd lie in bed and put one into their respective maws and then proceed to make out hard, with slowly melting cum dribbling along their tongues and lips and muzzles...until it was time to stock up again.

"Come on, you can do better than that," Hector crooned from his shadow, watching the performance.

Scott grunted as he sat down upon the silicone length of the vacuum-moulded horse phallus inside his stretched ass, his poor greased pucker touching the base of the fake cock, just above its big stallion balls that served as the base of the large toy. The sweaty horse panted and ground his butt against the toy in the feeble hopes that such a full, deep penetration combined with the fucking motion would be enough to force an orgasm out of his slowly tiring body, and he'd get what he wished....

...Hector's huge cock, knot or nothing, deep inside his guts, for as long as the Sheppie could fuck the horse with all his might before shooting a huge load into his sucking anal depths.

The stallion whinnied when sparks of pleasure coursed through his body, his balls squashed by the plastic ones prodding against his butt. No relief was found from the intense sexual arousal that burned in his blood and made his cock throb painfully hard, even with that mass of fake cock pounding his insides with every move the stallion made as he sat there, poised on that tower of solo pleasure Hector had acquired to him for their little private games.

"...I...I feel like I can't even cum without a cock in my ass...yours, Hector...ngghhhh...please, I'd so much want it now...", Scott's own near-foot of equine meat bobbed uselessly in front of him, the half-filled condom flapping along his motion, churning that mess of pre within its plastic confines.

Hector the Sheppie grabbed his own cock firmly into his paw and gave it a quick, firm squeeze, much to his growling amusement.

"Don't you like the one you're having now, given to you by me?" the Sheppie taunted, ears flicking in enjoyment of the dirty sound of that plastic cock being driven into his stallion's little cunt.

"It's....ngghhh...not as good, Hector...," another go up and down upon the horse toy battered Scott's prostate, making him leak into the condom and causing his balls to twitch...to no avail.

"Why? It's the best on the market," Hector was convinced that the silicone rod reaming his partner's butt was as good as toys could get, at least if going by the price.

The horse fucked himself noisily on the stallion member in a slow, rhythmic motion now, hoping that it would coax the familiar burning of an orgasm out of his tortured loins, while gazing bleary-eyed at his Sheppie.

"It's not...ahhhh...," it almost seemed like he was going to succeed, too, for he could feel his anus flex and stroke over the well-greased length of the dildo, practically sucking it into his body, to use him as a receptacle for the inanimate penetration of the sex toy. "It's not yours, Hector!"

Hector smirked and flicked a lazy ear upon hearing this recital, finding a certain amount of pleasure in the pleadings of the bound stallion so desperate to get the Sheppie's thick canine cannon shoved up his tight ass. And yet he enjoyed the taunting for now, more than actually walking over, yanking that rubber dick out of the stallion's rump and fill it up again with something more natural.

That would come in time, he knew, and revelled in the knowledge, as much as in the obscene, loud submission of the horse upon the Sheppie's sexual whims.

"You know that all you need to do to get to it is to cum, Scott," Hector decided to add up to the stallion's frustration by reminding him of his seemingly easy goal of getting his rocks off and being rewarded for that most natural of acts.

The stallion, desperate for his nuts to squeeze and burst out their copious juices, whinnied and flicked his tail uselessly against the leather padding of the pleasure-torture seat, a relatively new addition to the basement where they sometimes played when neighbours weren't to be alarmed to the antics of the two large males sharing the house and each other.

"I...ahh...I want to, Hector!" the horse breathed out heavily, almost taken breathless by the feeling of that long and thick cock sliding ever so smoothly into him, propelled by his own lustful movements and nothing more. His hot balls, greasy from all the Vaseline Hector had so thoroughly applied, jingled slickly against his sheath, squeezed between his body and the smeared surface of the chair, still creaking occasionally under the 200 pounds of the stallion's bulk. The condom latched upon his cock seemed to be drooping even worse, having had more added to it during the past few minutes of extra torture upon Scott's sex-starved body.

Hector simply smiled, and gave himself a slick stroke to remind himself of all the actual physical pleasures ahead of him, whenever he wanted.

"So why don't you?" the doggie's tongue poked out between his teeth while he taunted his prey. "You've got the means...you've got fifteen inches of thick cock inside you, it's well lubed and your prostate must floating past your kidneys by now...you've been pounding yourself with that thing for 20 minutes...should I soon be jealous of you, Scott?"

The impaled horse gasped as he felt the blunt tip of his plastic invader stroke against the inside walls of his rectum when he sat down on it on a slightly different angle now, causing new sensations throughout his hindquarters while the rude intrusion into his helpless body continued, non-stop. Scott shook his head, sweat dripping from his matted mane, and he moaned again, loudly, his maw falling briefly.

"Ahhhh...no...no, Scott, I want you so bad...I just want...I...you told me to cum...and I want to cum so that I'll have your cum and your cock in my ass...please...I just need to cum...just...just quickly...," the stallion's pleading went up a notch as he bounced himself upon the 170-dollar piece of sexual equipment.

Hector growled nonchalantly and continued his intent staring of the horse while masturbating himself ever so slowly...he did not want anything premature to happen.

"It sounds like you've got a freight train ploughing in there," the canine's ears flicked constantly upon the repeated slick, slurping noises generated by the constant motion of that thick length of plastic cock through a severely stretched-out stallion back door.

Hector couldn't wait to get to sink his own thick knotted cock into that warm, well-opened cunt.

"H...Hector...," Scott moaned loudly, again going for the back and forth motion, rocking while sitting fully impaled on the firm horse cock plundering his anal depths. It was enough to cause his sheathed length to slap against his own belly, sending little sparks of pleasure through him whenever that sensitive, spongy flesh touched the firm muscles of his chest and belly.

The Sheppie chuckled. Hector's tail wagged.

"Once that condom's full of your cum, your ass will regret you ever wanted to play with me," the canine promised darkly.

Scott intensified his movements upon his naturally-coloured pillar of artificial lust. He was less coordinated now, practically bouncing from one side to another, trying to make the toy hit any sensitive spots within him, especially those very deep inside his ass that were so rarely touched when he had sex with Hector. The thick tip of the dildo prodded him deeply, yes, touching remote places and inflaming them with pleasure, but still his balls resisted the urge to simply give up and cum, shoot out all they had in them.

"I...want it...so...fucking....bad...," the desperate horse panted, heaving his body up so that he could grind the tip of the dildo against his prostate non-stop, causing more and more pre to drool out of him and into the sloppy condom still well-attached upon his own pulsing length.

"Easy enough to do...males ain't complex...just shove something in and wait for the results," Hector spewed out some more well-inspired dirty talk, smirking still.

"I...fucking...know...!!!" Scott's eyes lit up with defiant determination upon his task, of getting the cum fucked out of his balls, to get to his ultimate goal, the Sheppie's three-inch-thick cock that could make even the hardiest power bottoms weak in the knees.

"Just do it..."

"I...AM!!"

Scott neighed and ground his rump hard against the plastic and leather beneath him, and he could practically feel something rip within himself, when the pressure tore through him and his body tensed, gripping at the dildo inside his ass with all of his internal strength. His cock jumped and swell to even larger proportion than before in preparation of shooting out his creamy offering, his balls, aching from all the impacts at the pleasure chair, throbbing, his prostate, on fire, his muscles, tired and needing release...

"...AHGHHHHHH..."

The stallion bellowed and tensed, fighting his restraints with the curve of his arms and legs and his whole body when his hips instinctively thrust forward, his frothy balls giving one more feeble throb before his body exploded in the pleasure of his orgasm, fucked out of his ass by the dildo deep inside him, still keeping up pressure at everything that was sensitive in the stallion's well-used innards. He fucked himself down onto the fake cock again, using the motion and the push of that slick tip against his prostate to pump even more cum out of his wrecked body, into the condom. The plastic sheath was filling quickly with each, heavy spurt of thick cum out of the stallion's tortured balls.

"Good boy...," Hector enthused, eyes raptly held at the sight of the pleasure-writhing stallion and his impressively jerking cock, soused in his own cream while he filled up the condom keeping all those juices contained well.

"Go on...ride it out..."

Hector's own cock pulsed almost painfully in his palm, giving strong, compassionate throbs while the Sheppie witnessed his partner's solo orgasm, close up. It also seemed to go on for a long time, or that's how it felt for the horny Sheppie whose sexual stimulation so far had been limited to a few, occasional strokes of his own paw.

Hector needed some stallion rump soon, or he would not be responsible for the consequences.

Finally, what felt like minutes for both of them, the stallion collapsed onto the chair, panting and huffing and whinnying ever so often, his cock slapping against his belly now, held down by the very weight of the condom hanging precariously off his tip. It looked like the plastic pouch contained at least a cupful of the stallion's cum, pearly white and thick, all neatly displayed through the transparent prophylactic fitted so deviously by the Sheppie to ensure that no drop of masculine juices would be spilled. Scott rested heavily against the toy lodged inside his ass, and he could still feel the occasional throb and squeeze pass through his body, involuntary, as it feebly tried to expel the deep invader from his rectum.

"Now you've earned your price," Hector spoke after a little pause, as if he was respecting the moment, in a manner.

Scott's eyes opened and his head rose, weakly, to look at the approaching figure of the Sheppie walking towards him, only to stop a foot away from his side, standing next to the still bound, helpless stallion with a hard boner and a dirty smile on his lips. Pre dripped from the tip of that fully knotted cock, and Scott found himself wanting it in his muzzle, almost as much as inside his ass.

"Please, Hector, I did exactly like you told me to...please...," the stallion spoke, head hung low.

"That you did, Scott," the Sheppie replied, breathing hotly against the panting stallion's face when he leaned over him, briefly, and grabbed a hold of the horse's cock.

"Ahhhh...!!" the stallion whined upon the feeling of those rough pads moving over his super-sensitive length, coming to cradle the cum-bulging condom in his palm. Hector released the rubber band holding the plastic receptacle in place and carefully unrolled the plastic sheath from his partner's spent cock, quick to squeeze its end shut to prevent any cum from being spilled out. His fingers, surprisingly nimble for their size, twisted the end for another security and then held onto the fat, squishy ball in his paw, keeping the fresh cum warm with his own body heat while he watched the stallion for a few moments longer.

"You'll get your prize very soon, Scott, you've done very well," the Sheppie smirked and headed towards a work bench situated conveniently next to the stairs leading down to the basement.

Scott's eyes widened as he watched the Sheppie disappear again, and his ears flicked in disappointment at loosing the dog's presence. Yes, he still had the horse dildo inside him, filling him up nicely, and his whole body trembled with the after-glow, but even if he was feeling deliciously subby and sated, he still wanted what he had come here for...Hector's cock, knot and all, deep inside his rump, shooting an endless-feeling load of cum into his slutty guts.

A bright lamp was lit above the workbench by Hector, revealing the usual assortment of woodcraft tools, chisels, hammers and saws, all familiar for the stallion who sometimes did some renovation work on furniture down there in the basement...but he also noticed something that he didn't know from before...a white plastic box with a lid on it.

"This is a bit tricky...," Hector mused, dangling the cum-filled condom from his paw as he watched it, breathing in the sweet and sour scent of male horse from the drippy pouch currently held in his grip.

"What...what're you doing?" Scott called out timidly, watching the Sheppie intently.

"Hush," Hector growled, silencing the stallion for good, while he tied the end of the condom into a secure knot, for now, and positioned the warm pouch upon the wooden tabletop.

Scott slumped down against the sweat-sticky black leather and watched Hector intently. The Sheppie's tail wagged eagerly behind him, and his view was partially obstructed by the dog's body while he continued along his wicked ways. Hector opened his white plastic box, his cock throbbing from the very idea of what he was about to do, not to mention the sight of a variety of objects within. The Sheppie rumbled throatily as he worked, first, picking up a large syringe. The sight of the medical object caused Scott's heart to jump, briefly, before he noticed that instead of a needle, the syringe had a broad-tipped, narrow plastic nozzle attached to it, one that looked like something you'd use for irrigating something. That much was familiar, since occasionally they'd used such syringes for shooting up a nice, just right amount of lube inside their asses before inserting a toy deep into their rumps. This time it was empty, though, for now.

"What're you gonna do with that?" Scott asked despite his earlier order for silence.

Hector flicked his ears, gave the stallion a glimpse, and smirked.

"You just concentrate on keeping that ass nice and warm and tight, let me handle the complicated stuff," the Sheppie snuffled in reply, fiddling with his syringe and checking that the plunger moved smoothly.

Scott's breaths heaved out of him while his body slowly squeezed itself around the thick dildo imbedded into his quivering rectum. His eyes, big and curious, watched how Hector negotiated the tip of the nozzle through the twisted end of the condom, holding onto it carefully so that it would not get loose and spill everything all over the table, and once he was secure, Hector grabbed the plunger and pulled. Slowly, tantalizingly, the clear plastic tube was filled with white fluid, withdrawn from the stallion's achy balls by the way of the condom, and now deposited securely into the syringe. Hector pulled out the nozzle from the condom and licked the plastic tip clean, getting a few drops of cum over his lips in the process. The Sheppie gave the stallion a cummy grin.

"Salty...all nice and tasty, Scott...like you always are."

Scott felt an odd sense of pride at being complimented on his cum flavour, and his cock throbbed powerfully against his belly, slick and cum-stained and hard despite his earlier orgasm, not to mention the mass of horse toy keeping his ass spread out. His arms and calves ached under the straps from all the work he had done earlier to move himself up and down on that monster dildo, but he also knew that there would be no respite before the Sheppie was done with his games.

Hector placed the syringe down on top of the open lid of the box and picked up the condom again, this time holding it up to his face briefly before he tilted his head up and simply tuned the loose container around. A rush of musky horse cum dribbled out of the loose container and over the Sheppie's muzzle, gushing all over his face and down his neck in pearly, dirty streams. Scott's ass clenched around the dildo, his arousal growing threefold upon the sight of his own cum making small currents of spunk upon the Sheppie's dark furs. Some flowed over his chest, marking him completely with horse musk and rut, slickening the canine's muscular body. Hector's paw stroked over his chest, spreading the goop around and over his nipples, and over his belly, too, covering the slowly rumbling male in Scott's essence.

"Hmmmm...," Hector licked over his lips and as much as his cheeks as he could, gathering more cum over his tongue and into his maw, to enjoy the taste a little bit more, his tail wagging as much as it ever did.

"He...Hector...," Scott moaned helplessly at the pure sexiness of the Sheppie's raunchy cum bath, seeing how is own spunk was making the whole of the naked canine slick and matted with the warm cum.

The Sheppie opened his eyes, now adorned with droplets of cum attached to his eyelashes, and the smile he gave was beyond X-rated. Cum dripped from his nosepad, too, onto the hard concrete floor below. Hector tossed the drained condom down onto the table and smirked.

"Well wasn't that delicious...bet you wanted to taste some..," the Sheppie leered at his captive partner, still tied down on the chair, eyes practically bulging out his sockets while he had watched the Sheppie pleasure himself.

Scott's cheeks burned when he spoke, in that very same tone he knew his Sheppie liked.

"Of course, Hector, I...I wanted to taste myself...I really did...can I still, please?" the stallion pleaded, looking miserable and longing.

Hector stroked a cummy paw over his cock, giving it an additional layer of slickness to join the large amount of pre had had leaked over the past play session.

"You'd really want to taste your own cum, Scott?" Hector tilted his own arm within his maw's reach and lapped a glob of cum away from his own bicep, slurping noisily against the smooth, matted fur to get all of the sour taste into his muzzle.

Scott practically wailed at the sexy sight and struggled against his ties. The plastic cock under his tail reminded him of its presence upon that movement, squashing the stallion's drained prostate painfully. He slumped down again and could only nod rapidly.

"Please, I'd really want to taste...I'll do anything to get it, please, I'll..."...the stallion shivered, "I'll fuck myself again before you fuck me, if I can have a taste...please..."

Hector picked up the cum-filled syringe, brandishing it in the classic nurse's posture, high up so that they both could clearly see the stallion cream held inside the transparent tube. Hector smirked lazily.

"Well we've got some fresh cum right here, Scott...right here...," he pushed the plunger, only about a quarter of an inch, but still enough to cause a small trickle of white, musky cum to slide along the side of the nozzle.

Scott groaned.

"Please, please Hector...can I have some of that cum, please, just a little taste?" the stallion moaned, his cock throbbing madly, his tongue hanging out of his muzzle.

Hector's smirk widened upon the horse's begging tone.

"Since you're asking so nicely...what wouldn't I do for my horse, eh?" the Sheppie chuckled roughly and moved over to the plastic-covered area where the stallion still sat, bound and impaled upon the leather throne of pleasure and submission.

Scott's eyes never left the grey nozzle attached to the cum-guzzling syringe, hoping that at any point that same plastic object would be slipped between his lips and then plunged, sending a beautiful stream of warm, sticky cum directly over his tongue. He wanted that spunk to coat his muzzle, make it feel like someone had actually fucked his maw and then shot a thick load there he wasn't allowed to swallow before the permission was given. His cock pulsed even more intently while he fantasized.

"Open up time then...," Hector snuffled, lowering down the syringe in his paw.

Scott's maw opened eagerly, showing his teeth and his tongue, pushing out of his muzzle, ready to receive the sticky offering from the Sheppie's paw.

No instant bliss followed.

Hector turned around swiftly, his tail flailing to the side before it was held up, exposing the Sheppie's tight, muscular rump and what was hidden between his buns, that forbidden hole often played with for pleasure, when the doggie thus wanted. Scott's surprised eyes only had a second or two to concentrate on the sight of the pink, wrinkled anus before the Sheppie pushed the blunt-tipped nuzzle directly against that puckered hole and then inserted it fully into his own ass, all the way. Scott moaned, and Hector grunted quietly at the intruding feeling of plastic inside his tight and taunt rump. With one, smooth push, watched by the breathless stallion, Hector unloaded the horse cum inside his own ass, growling softly throughout as the pressure and slickness increased inside him. until everything was securely hidden within the Sheppie's body.

The Sheppie pulled out the nozzle and squeezed his anus down hard, not wanting any of the three ounces of cum to escape from his tail tunnel via the zealous pucker of muscle. His hole pulsed and throbbed hard, and it felt itchy, and wet, from whatever cum was already making its goopy way down now, along the sides of his squeezing, tight, silky walled rectum clenching rhythmically with the intention to deal with the strange intrusion properly. Hector growled at the enjoyable feeling and wagged his tail again, managing to create even more interesting pressure within his loins, as he stepped forward.

"Now you'll get your taste, Scott," the Sheppie dropped the syringe down to the plastic sheet as he came to Scott' near proximity again, his ever hard cock leading the way.

"Hector..." the stallion breathed out the Sheppie's name, in disbelief over the remarkable dirtiness of his partner's surprise antics.

The chair, sturdy or not, creaked dangerously when Hector climbed upon it. His paws grabbed onto the high backrest of the chair, on either side of Scott's head, and he looked down at the submissive horse, again smiling broadly.

"Hello, sexy."

Smack!

Hector's beer can cock smashed to the side of Scott's muzzle, leaving a smear of doggie pre and horse cum over the twinging cheek. Both of them grunted upon the sensation, as well as the dirty, slick sound of canine dick cock-slapping the bitch in the face.

"Sexy little bitch."

Smack! Smack!

Hector's cock left large slick stripes over the stallion's brown cheeks, painting them with the milky cream until he was satisfied...for a very little part.

Smack!

Now it was the Sheppie's tail hitting Scott on the face, on its way to be tilted out of the way when the Sheppie turned, still braced on the backrest, turning backwards now, so that his muscular, compact ass was just at the right height for the stallion to get down and dirty with him. He already felt Scott's surprised gasp land against the bare, slick skin of his anus, causing it to pucker up and purse upon itself at the sudden hot feeling over his flesh. His thick cock gave a sympathetic twitch, too.

Hector took a deep breath.

"I don't have to tell you what to do," he snorted.

Scott's tailhole convulsed around the thick dildo inside his rump, helplessly aroused by the sight of that ass, less than a foot away from is own face, right there in front of him, bare and ready. He could see everything, right from the silky furs of Hector's big balls to the smooth taint and the hair-speckled Sheppie hole nestled just under the base of the tail, held to the side so that he had free access to the tightly clenched male pucker. Even a foot away, Scott could smell his own cum, currently hidden inside the Sheppie's rump, meant for Scott himself to plunder from that rarely touched hole, with his tongue. Scott was tied down and he knew that he'd have to go hands free for this, just using whatever tricks he knew to get to that prize, barely out of sight, and yet so tantalizingly near.

Hector's muscular thighs quivered as he poised himself in place and pushed his hips backwards to meet the stallion's muzzle with his ass. Scott let out a muffled sound, but with his lips pressed against the Sheppie's taint, there was not much he could do in the way of speaking with a face full of rump. The canine musk filled out his senses, that mixture of sweat, cum, sex...they all registered to him with each deep breath he took from the Sheppie's crevice. It was more than enough to make his own cock harden up fully, and to cause his innards to try and reject the massive dildo within his bowels with another set of rhythmic squeezing on the lump of cold plastic amidst his own, warm, fleshy gut.

Small surges of almost painful pleasure coursed through the panting stallion's belly when he began to work on Hector's crack. At first he was simply kissing along the smooth fur and skin, touching his lips over the warm skin on the dog's taint on his way up towards the neat tailhole above. His movement put his wet nose into direct contact with that closed pucker, causing it to throb and clench even more than before. The Sheppie grunted and simply shoved his ass more firmly against the stallion's face, thinking that the slut wasn't getting enough of his rear yet...but that was something easy to deal with. Scott's stifled moan felt great against his tailhole, too, Hector noticed, and approved this with a loud rumble.

"Fuck yes...dig for your treasure, Scott...it's right there where I left it for you..." the Sheppie's arousal only increased his taunting streak, coming into full force when he felt the stallion's tongue slobber up and down against his ass crack.

The speared stallion did as he was ordered. He attacked Hector's rump with newly renewed vigour, licking up and down the sweet-tasting taint until he reached the top side and concentrated mostly on the smooth spot of flesh under the Sheppie's twisted tail. He swiped his tongue over the pucker, exited at the discovery, and felt it squeeze down on itself under the slick touch of that expansive horse tongue. Hector's rough moans encouraged him onwards, to repeat the initial lick, again and again, swirling his tongue around the rim of the muscle keeping him away from his prize, hidden within the rump currently plastered all over the stallion's muzzle and face.

"Go on," Hector teased, keeping his body as still as he could despite he warm, sparkling sensation coming from his tongue-prodded loins, under his tail, "bury that slutty little tongue inside the hole you'll never get to fill in any other way...lick my tight virgin alpha ass, Scott...that's your place...eat it out...get to the prize you earned by being such a slut...go on..."

Scott's ears became filled with dirty talk, as much as his ass was filled with horse-shaped dildo, and he renewed his effort to get through the doggie's pucker and to taste the sweet, warm cum from his ass, just like the Sheppie was telling him to do. The loud grunts and snorts coming from above him, beyond the expanse of rump completely ruling Scott's senses, told that he was doing a fine job, licking on the salty anus as if he was enjoying a very special kind of an ice cream cone. The scent was enough to give him a perpetual boner, Scott was sure of that. Combined with the taste of the Sheppie's flesh and the ever-increasing hint of horse cum mixed with Hector's own musk, the stallion was practically delirious in his attack upon the hole pushed neatly into contact with his submissive muzzle. He lapped, prodded and stroked, hoping that the wet, firm friction of his tongue over the pink, smooth skin of Hector's pucker would finally tease the flesh into relaxation and allow him a mawful of his own cum, dug up from the naughtiest place imaginable, the Sheppie's tightly clenched rump.

Hector was leaking badly from his other end, though, dripping long strands of pre over the chair and Scott's thighs while he kept himself in position over the subby stallion, his ass pushed to the horse's face with a firm, constant pressure to make sure that the horse would not have a moment's rest from his task of eating out the Sheppie's ass just the way Hector wanted him to do it, wet and hard. For Hector, it was one of the most ultimate displays of submission, pushing one's tongue into the dog's dirtiest place, for the sake of the canine's own pleasure, and whatever enjoyment the stallion himself would get from the act. Even thinking about it, let alone feeling that tongue explore along his crack, made Hector hump his ass backwards against the stallion's muzzle, pushing it into even more firm contact with his anus, swarming with the horse's misplaced and deviantly treated seed. Hector could practically feel that warm mass of cum slosh inside his ass, stirred by the involuntary contractions of his internal muscles caused by the constant teasing on his hole. He felt itchy and hot down there, and his balls were covered with a slick film of drool from Scott's muzzle.

He was finally making some progress, too, much to both of their enjoyment. Scott's tongue slowly pressed more and more firmly against the Sheppie's tailhole, exhausting the muscles for their strength until his body simply gave up the resistance and allowed entry into the canine's muscular, sweaty body. Almost immediately, Scott could taste himself, the deeply familiar musk he had experienced countless times before, with Hector and in solo play, with others, but none could have been more familiar to him than the taste of himself, hidden by the Sheppie inside his ass for another dirty game aimed at Scott's total submission to his lust. The find made Scott moan, loud even with his lips plastered over Hector's tight tailhole, his tongue pushed an inch or two within that clenching tunnel. The butt musk, while still strong, was partially replaced by that of the cum, held fresh and warm inside its natural environment, a warm body cavity, and it flowed easily from the lips of Hector's tailhole to the stallion's tongue, over his taste buds and into his muzzle.

"Fuck yes..," Hector's nonsensical mutterings of pleasure while he rode his cum-soaked ass on that tongue inside his rump were drowned out by the loud slobbery of Scott trying to French the Sheppie's hole as best as he could. He was in now, penetrating that tight, unforgiving anus with his tongue to as deep as he could, stroking along the insides of Hector's smooth-walled tunnel in search of more taste. There was plenty to go by, too, the Sheppie had injected a healthy load into his tailhole, more than enough for a good mawful. The desperately aroused stallion had again started to rock himself on the dildo, almost involuntarily, while his body sought out more pleasure even when he was so intent in his job of rimming the Sheppie's cum-dripping, spit-slopped manpucker with glee. They both breathed roughly, the Sheppie more and more unsteady on his legs, standing in front of the trapped stallion and getting his ass bathed by a tongue in and out. His cock was dripping pre so much that it almost looked like he was already cumming, and the scent of the rut was strong enough to be tasted as much as smelled by the dog's acute senses. His tailhole squeezed down on the tongue occasionally, in token resistance to the horse tongue spreading Hector's muscles open with its considerable bulk.

Scott's tongue was doing its best to scoop out all the cum he could find from Hector's rump, but the smooth snake of a muscle, too, had its limits. Scott's tongue and muscle began to feel tired, and he simply had to pull back, to take deep breaths of slightly fresher air, as well as let his tongue relax, and loll out of his muzzle. He groaned when the back of his neck made contact with the tall, leather-padded backrest, his eyes still filled with the sight of that ass and the obscene, cum-glazed hole belonging to the dominant Sheppie poised above him.

Hector's claws tore onto the plastic when he landed, heavily, still crouched to a degree, when he stood on the floor again. His tail flicked itself down over his crack, quickly, to cover the slight cool feeling caused by the contact of air over his messy, spit- and cum-slickened buns. His cock felt like it had small needles pricking into it from within, the slab of flesh was that swollen, and pent up, his balls heavy, tender and in need of an immediate release.

Hector turned around, displaying his erection proudly to the panting stallion, as he stood up to his full height and smirked.

"I think you had your share now...you ready for it, Scott?"

Scott's tail trashed against the padded seat.

"Fuck me, please," the exhausted stallion groaned.

"That's what I plan to do now," Hector grunted, and stepped forward.

Their eyes flicked at the sharp noise of the buckles clattering and leather straps shifting, all coming from Hector's quick work of untying the straps holding Scott's legs down on the chair. Hector knelt down briefly and reached for the underside of the chair, pulling on two pins that released the dildo still buried inside the rectum of his equine partner. Hector grabbed the length of cock he could feel and gave it a yank, causing the whole fifteen-inch toy to come sliding down from the stallion's butt. The plastic balls at the base of the dildo touched the floor even before the flared head got caught in Scott's anal ring, demanding another tug from the kneeling German Shepherd.

"Ahhhhh fuck...!!" he felt stretched open once more when the flared tip finally left from his rump and the whole toy fell down and tipped over to its side, accompanied by a rude, slick pop.

Hector pushed his paw up through the hole on the seat of the chair and prodded a couple of fingertips against the horse's obscenely stretched, Vaseline-covered, greasy anus. Scott's newly released hooves clopped against the floor when his legs stretched out instinctively at the sensation of those poking fingers at his tenderized place.

"Oh fuck, please..."

Hector stroked his thumb along the rim of Scott's anus before he withdrew his paw and stood up. The canine grinned toothily and pushed the slick fingertip over to Scott's lips.

"One more special gift for you, Scott."

The stallion whinnied, but did as he was bid, and let his maw swallow that thumb, sucking on it as if it was a miniature cock. This dirty, slurping performance lasted for a few seconds before Hector got bored with it, and pulled his paw away.

"Good job."

"Please fuck me now, Hector...please...," Scott sounded even more miserable than he did before, his sweat - and cum-soaked body trembling from exhaustion and the need to be bred by his Sheppie.

"I already promised that I would, Scott...," Hector replied harshly.

For a moment, Scott thought that he would be teased even more, when the Sheppie turned his back to him again and headed over to the lit work bench, leaving the stallion alone on his breeding chair. Scott had the time to nicker mournfully at the yet another delay to his buttfuck, while he watched Hector open that plastic box on the workbench and pull out the familiar shape of the stainless steel TruMan prostate stimulator toy. Without attempting to be particularly sexy, Hector pushed the smooth metal object under his tail, lubed by what remained of the stallion's forcefully injected cum, and he grunted, low, when the still cool metal tip of the toy touched his swollen prostate.

"Now I'm ready to fuck you."

The Sheppie walked over, the toy poking his prostate with each step and keeping his teeth bared, also when he finally reached the stallion and unceremoniously grabbed onto his legs. Scott moaned as he was folded over on the chair, his legs pushed up and placed over the Sheppie's shoulders. Scott pushed down with his knees, hoping to hold onto Hector's back while he'd be busy with his butt. The roughly panting Sheppie knelt down and lined himself up to the perfect height. His blunt, pink, throbbing tip touched the greasy lips of his subby stallion's newly bred cunt. The horse felt warm and inviting, and best of all, easily yielding to the penetration of Hector's thick cock.

Whatever he lacked in length he more than made up for with girth, Hector decided as he scowled and pushed his cock into his stallion's cunt. The earlier stretched hole opened up to him easily, allowing him to slip all of his meagre, stout inches into the fleshy tunnel without trouble. He was already snarling with pleasure by the time his knot touched Scott's violated hole.

"Yes...ahhhhh yessssss...!!" Scott moaned in pleasure at being filled by his Sheppie's cock, not a toy.

Hector pushed on the stallion's legs to make for a better angle and pushed his hips forward again, hoping to ground his balls properly against Scott's ass crack.

The movement was enough to cause his huge, swollen knot to push past the dilated pucker and directly into Scott's tail tunnel, unhindered by any of the usually present resistance.

Hector gasped, feeling his sheath press up against the stallion's fleshy hole, causing him to freeze in place. The two of them watched each other's panting, pleasure-mad faces for a moment their eyes meeting as much as their bodies, and neither one moved, still shocked by the surprise of that further unexpected penetration.

"What a fucking slut," Hector commented after a weighty pause, pulled his hips back a few inches so that his knot slipped out of that hole, and immediately shoved it back in.

It had been a while since he had knot-fucked his stallion, and thus, Hector was more than ready to seize the opportunity. He started to pound Scott's butt hard and fast, using his newly acquired two extra inches for the best as he fucked the horse's ass.

Each angled thrust stretched the horse out some more, making Scott moan with a mixture of pain and pleasure as he felt his innards being re-arranged by the harsh pounding of the Sheppie intent in butffucking the horse's ass to pieces. He could also stroke his tip straight over Scott's poor prostate, finding it with each of his harsh jabs into the horse's bowels, heavy canine ball sac slapping against Scott's overturned, exposed, vulnerable and greasy rump.

Hector bred his horse hard and fast, just the way he always liked to do it. The natural contractions caused by the pleasurable squeezing sensations in his cock caused his own body to coil down upon the toy in his ass as well, only serving to amplify the frequency of the pleasure waves drifting through his body at an increasing pace. Often he liked to lengthen out the experience, to try to hold back a little and make everything last longer, but after the horse's slutty performance before, Hector could simply not wait one more moment to bury himself down to the hilt and seed the bound stallion with his cum until it started to drip out of him, having no more room left for it inside is bowels.

The Sheppie's body moved like a well-lubed, fine-tuned sex machine, stroking his cock through Scot's worn out innards as he sought his pleasures. Beyond his loosened hole, his tail tunnel was still very tight and slick, sucking down on all of his inches at every position during another combo of hard in and out motion through Scott's slutty tailhole.

"You're suck a good cunt, Scott...that's what you are...," the Sheppie growled, pushing himself over the stallion, dominantly, growling at his face.

That's what he was now...Scott's name equalled to a cunt...a hole to be bred, nothing more. There was no point in pretending that Scott was his mare...why the fuck call the horse a female, when it was the idea of breeding and seeding a full-grown, strong stallion and not a mare's slutty hole that was made for taking male seed? No, a stallion's hole had to be FORCED to become such a cum dump, and the Sheppie had worked well on his horse's rump, making sure that the stallion would be able to take whatever the dog had to give to him.

"I...aggghhhh...I'm your cunt....ehhhhh.....aa......hh.h...!!!"

Scott's cock erupted again, almost without a warning, shooting cum out of its protruding slit, his tip flaring up with the force of the horse's anal orgasm. Cum splashed over his face, splattering Hector's chin, too, from the collateral splush caused by the cum hitting Scott's muscle.

His rectum felt like a vacuum, now, sucking him in, fully, and holding him in with rhythmic clenching and suction, the horse's pleasure-mad body making sure that the Sheppie cock remained deep inside the sub stallion's cunt for the main event of the night.

Hector's own balls twitched, causing his anus to spasm, pushing the tip of the metal toy inside his rump against his prostate, triggering his own orgasm, finally, finally allowing his tortured body its release after such a long time of teasing and play. Hector's hips froze again, keeping him still while his tail wagged, his anus pulsing madly around the slim metal toy, pumping it against his prostate while his cock pushed out fresh doggie cum into the soaked insides of Scott's knot-plugged tailhole.

Snarls and snorts filled the basement room as the dominant male seeded his male submissive's needy cunt with a plentiful load of fresh seed.

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