Brisk Fall Day
I zipped up my jacket and opened the door the creaky wooden door. The wind was blowing and leaves were running across the yard. I stared up at the overcast sky before shutting the door behind me. I took a deep breath through my nose smelling everything. The leaves, bonfires, the grass, wood...I loved that smell. The wind gently ruffled my fur as I walked up the hill to my friends house. For me, being a fox, I had the perfect camoflauge for fall. A mild orange with mud colored hands and feet. I wasnt small but I wasnt huge either. I was....defined. I arrived at my friends driveway just as a car drove past cracking acorns and throughing leaves into a dance. I went down and knocked at his basement door. Con was his name, and, like always he kept me waiting outside before finally answering the door. He stood at about 6'3 a bronze colored stallion wrapped in blankets and a hoodie and pajamas. He thought he was such a badass, but when it came to the cold he was a big pussy. He nodded for me to come inside and we sat down on the leather couch with the fire crackling away. His mom loved Halloween and had the entire house decorated for it. Jacko lanterns and little "halloween villages" set up all over. Like always we played xbox. Conners playing position was a perfect example of how he took life: laid back with his legs kicked up on the arm of the sofa. Honestly we only played for thirty or so minutes, we both knew why I was down here. It was something casual, not much to it other than the sheer pleasure of it. He stood up suddenly and looked down at me. Usually we just do it on the couch so I looked at hime quizzically. "My moms right upstairs and keeps coming down here to get Halloween decorations so we'll have to do it someplace else." I stood up and just replied, "Lead the way." I was already horny as hell and was wondering where we would go. He went into his dads office and dug a key out of one of the desk drawers. "Where are we going?" "To the shed" he replied. Let me just say its not really a shed. It was a room underneath their deck that they kept all the lawn equipment and Christmas decorations in, but it only had a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling and had no insulation and a concrete floor, and smelled like machine grease and lawn trimmings. So we walked out and once again I felt the livening cold. We walked along the path up against the back of his house to the shed. With every stepping stone I was getting hornier and more ready for what was about to go down (me). He opened the door and pulled the string to turn the light on, thats when I noticed all the above desrcibed features, because I had never actually been in there. He bent in close to my ear and whispered,"We have to still be quiet 'cause the kitchen is right above here." I turned and looked up at him, and we both smiled. He sat down in an old lawn chair that was folded up leaning against the wall. He unzipped his pants and proceeded to wriggle them down around his ankles. His cock was already full arooused, and for a skinny tall guy he was packing some pretty impressive heat. I got down on my knees and picked it up. Compared to the cold it felt so warm. He simply looked down at me with his little grin and then laid his head back. I wasnt to keen on the little details and I know he liked that. I just took the whole thing into my muzzle and began woking the head with my tongue. I know it was killing him that we had to be quiet, his neighs we're noticeably restrained and, despite the horsecock filling my mouth I smiled and that. I could go down about eight inches or so and would stay there for a few seconds letting the salive run down the sides of his shaft and drip off his dark tan balls. Every know and again he would reach out his hand and rub my head fur and say "Shit foxxy boy" somehow that was his clever nickname for me. After a short sloppy blowjob he pulled my head off his cock and stood up. I always loved the way his cock just swayed in the air. he looked down at me and said' "How badly you want it?" I queitly chuckled and just turned around and dropped my pants. I was definatley not ready for that blast of cold. But Conner wasnt gonna wait for me to get adjusted he simply lifted my orange tail and rammed his broad head right into my tailhole. I leaned over a push mower that happened to be right in front of me nad propped myself up as best I could. By this time the horse was just powering in and out with his hands clutched on my hips as if his life depended on getting off in my ass. However apparentally my raging cock hadnt gone unnoticed and next thing I know he is stroking my bright pink dick. The faster he humped the faster he wroked my cock. In a few minutes I heard him neigh queitly behind me and with one last great heave shot his entire sticky load into my tailhole. The over whelming sudden blast of warmth into me caused me to go all over the old mower and dribble down his hand still stoking me. After a few minutes I felt him pull his softening cock out of my tailhole with a *schlop* I could feel soome of his cum running down my leg. He pulled up my pants for me and buckled my belt. I turned around and gave his still big cock one last rub before doing the same for him. AS we walked out of the shed he asked' "So what are you doing tomorrow night?" "well", I responded' "I figured id go Trick or Treting for a while and then, I dunno maybe come down here again, if thats alright with you?" He put the key into his pocket with a smile and said calmly, "Ill be waiting for ya".