What Do You Have In Mind?
#3 of Bull's Life At Oxenbridge
This is a furry adult story containing gay males in sexual situations as well as explicit language and descriptions. No kids are allowed so this story is only for those who are 18/21 or whatever the age is at your legislation. If you are not of the legal age, you shouldn't view this story because you might lose your innocence. Also, by browsing this story you have done so by your own consent and wish to view such material. if you do not wish to view such material you should leave this site immediately.
Copyright of all characters and story 2009 Gruffy
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This chapter is sort of an in-between piece between Chapter 2 "Bathin'" and a 2-part story compassing Chapters 4 and 5 of this story which will explore the background of the main characters more deeply. Before that, though, there's always a call for more bull-smut, right?
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"F...fuck..."
"Gar..."
"You...do...that...again..."
"Like...this..."
"Grrrrghhhh...."
Garrun the bull grunted loudly as he, for the unknown time, pushed his sixteen inches of pink, dripping man flesh into his lover's tailhole. Bundan, the slightly younger, dark brown albeit white-faced bull was standing in front of the small (by bull terms) dining table, hands pressed flat against the polished lacquered wood, his massively muscled legs spread and firmly pushed to the floor as he braced his body, back arched, shoulders tensed, to take the pounding from his frisky mate and lover Garrun. His tail hung to the side, trashing with each slow, determined thrust into his backside. The bigger bull's hands gripped his hips firmly, the bony arches barely felt under a layer of fleshy muscle used as support points for this strong mating.
With each thrust Garrun's hips smacked against Bundan's backside, their ball sacks swaying and slapping together occasionally, sending jolts of near-pain/near-pleasure through their abused genitals. Bundan's own flesh, pink, thick hardness of almost 16 inches, nearly the same size as his partner albeit slightly thicker from the base was rock hard as a result of continuous pummeling of a wide, blunt cockhead against the large nut-shaped prostate nestled inside his tail tunnel.
Garrun jammed his cock up to the hilt with a slow, long thrust and bellowed as he felt Bundan deliberately tense the muscular pucker of his tailhole to grip on the bull's flesh as it was withdrawn nearly completely, only the tip nudged inside the sucking orifice. His cock glistered with his own spit that had been deposited inside Bundan's hole during a long, pleasurable and sloppy rimming sessions, as well as streaks of precum that was by now constantly leaking from Garrun's hard length and making the breeding even easier and slicker than before. Bundan was so wet in fact that each of the inwards thrust made a lewd slurping sound that sounded almost like an erotic challenge in their minds that were hazed by the rut.
The need to give and receive pleasure with your mate.
"How...you...do...that?" Garrun asked, his breath coming in deep grunting, snorting gasps, a result of arousal and the physical effort put into their mating, though his speech processes were not at their fastest at the moment anyway.
"Prr....mmmrrghhh....actice...", Bundan answered, pushing his hips backwards to meet a deep inwards thrust that raked against his prostate and made his cock drool a string of precum to the tabletop.
Once the cock was pulled out him he could draw breath for another dirty comment.
"...you'd be able to do...the same....same....if....you'd...take...me...more...mmmggghrrr...often..."
"But you like this so much you rarely...want...TO!" Garrun grunted, his hips moving fluidly back and fro.
His hands moved upwards, hungrily feeling the muscles of Bundan's abdomen, then his chest...each hand coming to rest on one pectoral, fingers squeezing and toying with one dark, hard nipple. The bottom bull wailed.
"Nhhh...you...teaser..."
"This...you...call...teasing?" Garrun asked, punctuating each word with a short jab of his maleness inside Bundan's hot insides.
"Nnnoo..."
"Don't...complain...then..."
The thrusts gained even more speed and strength as Garrun pushed intently into his lover, making their bodies meet with loud, heavy, slamming movements. A weaker creature would've been seriously hurt by such treatment but this was just your typical "stand-up tail plugging session" which they enjoyed every now and then when they felt the need for a change from the "marital bed routine" they shared practically nightly. The deep thrusting, the prostate stimulation, the hot, sucking, squeezing bull innards on Garrun's cock, the hard, muscular, slightly sweaty, tense, rippling male body underneath him...the lingering scent of sex, manly musk, precum and spicy meat as a remnant of their evening meal...all this was too much for Garrun in the end.
With a loud bellow he made grunting sounds, pushing his snout against Bundan's shoulder as he pulled their torsos together, his hips smashing against Bundan's rear by instinct, to the hilt, as his balls burned and the fiery feeling of his intense orgasm spread through his entire body, making him go rigid as his hot cum was spilled inside Bundan's backside in thick, heavy bursts. His body shuddered, the massive thighs flexing as his hips made slow, unconscious thrust into Bundan's tail, pushing the flood of bull seed as deep as it could go. Bundan moaned, feeling the heat spread into his tender hind, enjoying the closeness of his mate on his intensely pleasurable, intimate moment. His own neglected hardness throbbed between his own spread thighs, aching for release that the intense mating had not quite yet brought on this time.
He let out a quiet moo.
"Damn..." Garrun grunted once his breathing had calmed down a bit and he managed to lift his chin from Budan's shoulder.
He kissed the skin there, licking the accumulated sweat away. Budan shuddered, his muscles squeezing pleasurably on Garrun's spent but still hard cock.
"You're pretty goddamn good laid, Bud", Garrun murmured, eyes closing as he enjoyed just holding his mate.
"And you're quite the cocksman but speaking of cocks..." , Bundan said playfully, taking the lewd comment on him as a compliment.
Garrun opened his eyes and leaned over Bundan's shoulder to look past his body, to see the well-muscled chest and belly, and the nearly sixteen inches of hot, leaking manly flesh standing proudly from its sheath.
"Oh...you didn't cum yet...", he noted. "Sorry, Bud..."
"I'll forgive if you make up for it...", Bundan said suggestively. He straightened his body, taking his hands from their position at the tabletop and moved them along his own hips to the other bull's, gripping his sides, pulling him lightly against him.
"Let me help you with it then, Bud", Garrun whispered, licking the side of Bundan's neck. The big bull trembled.
It served as a good distraction when he put his hands down to Bundan's hips and used them thus to guide him with a few backwards steps to their bed, quite low because for such a heavy creature falling from a bed would not be too much fun, and crouching a bit, sat down to the bed, back resting against the wall and the big bull sitting on his lap, Garrun's cock still firmly inside the bull's backside. He made a surprised sound at the sudden move but seemed to be not displeased by it.
"What do you have in mind?" Bundan asked curiously as Garrun's fingertips traced asymmetric patterns on his sweaty abs, going down as low as to rub the pre-stained wispy, rough hairs on Bundan's groin.
Then lower still, now brushing on the wrinkled dark-colored sheath which was tightly packed to the base of the swollen cock, revealing all of the throbbing flesh for all to see. It pulsed against Bundan's belly, drooling pre into a small puddle between the muscles. Each flick of a finger made Bundan's tail clench, giving Garrun another grunt-inducing surge of pleasure on his spent but still very much hard cock.
"Hhh...now...this is...teasing...", Bundan hissed between his clenched teeth.
"I know...I wanna make you cum..." Garrun husked at the bull's ear, nipping at it affectionately.
"You...almost did..."
"Little Garrun not up to it tonight...", the bigger bull mused, pushing his hips just a tad upwards to meet his mate's hips and to lodge his cum-slicked member a little deeper into Bundan's guts, nudging himself against the abused prostate.
"You're on hair trigger..." Bundan complained, moaning as his innards were once again pushed upon.
"Didn't give me time..."
"Maybe I just wanted to hump you really much, Bud...", Garrun chuckled, squeezing the other male's cock with his huge hand.
The bull tensed once again and oozed a string of pre to Garrun' fingers. The bull chuffed and squeezed the cock once more, making the bull yelp and tense deliciously on his own member before he let go of his hold on the flesh and brought his hand up to Bundan' maw.
"Have a taste...you didn't get any of mine tonight..."
"You...", Bundan started before he obediently opened his maw and let his tongue lap on the fingers, tasting his own slightly salty, tangy pre. "...did not give me a chance..."
"I'd really like to taste yours, Bud", Garrun spoke to the bull's ear.
After saying that he released the bull of his tight hold over his chest and sat more upright on the bed.
"You can get up, Bud", he said. "Then we'll take care of you."
Bundan braced himself on his hands, moving them to each side of Garrun's wide hips and pushed himself upwards, the slick cock inside him sliding out a couple of inches before he could get his hooves to the floor, and now with that extra leverage he could slowly get himself upright, the blunt cockhead exiting from his cum-filled tailhole with a loud slurp. Garrun saw the sloppy hole wrinkle and close but not before some cum had the time to leak out of the used hole and to the bull's thighs and dangling ball sack.
Bundan let out a low, throaty moo.
"Ahhh....it feels so fucking good but also makes me so fucking tender..."
"Prime rump, eh?" Garrun joked, slapping a nearby buttock.
Bundan yelped again, returning the slap with a swipe of his tail. He turned around to see his mate, sitting legs spread on the bed, his crotch a mess of cum-soaked hair and fur. his cock, all sixteen pink inches of it laying against his belly, glistering with all the wetness and just resting there as it slowly began to withdrew into its protective sheath. The scent of cum and musk was heavy on his snout and almost made his maw water.
"Don't you mistreat the rump", Bundan snuffed, wiping some sweat from his forehead where it threatened to dribble unpleasantly into his eyes.
"Big baby", Garrun snickered back, stretching his fleshy arms before he grabbed the straw-filled pillow and got up, his sloppy cock hanging obscenely between his legs.
Garrun threw the pillow down to the floor and, much to Bundan's surprise, lay down, head resting on the pillow. His eyes made contact with Bundan and the bigger bull smiled at him.
"Like I said...my time to get a taste...straddle up", he said, neither a command nor a request...just a statement.
Bundan grinned back at the bull and walked by him, spreading his legs and crouching down with his knees pressed against Garrun's shoulders, his hands near the filed-down round tips of Garrun's horns. He arched his back, presenting his bouncing, leaking cock for Garrun's lips and maw.
The view was amazing for the bull underneath who just had a sixteen-incher practically slapped into his face. Or at least to his chin, since the slick tip poked him there and left a trail of pre on his chin fur, going up until the tip brushed his lower lip and then hovered there.
Garrun started by taking a fast lick, sampling the familiar pre with his tongue and slurping it down to get all the taste properly to his senses. Bundan was always saltier than he was, he noticed, his hands moving along the bull's sides to his hips, one sliding down to the base of the bull's tail, to grab the extension that now hung limply over Bundan's slimy, messed-up rump crevice and the other one to the bull's sac, squeezing the double orbs lightly. Bundan mooed and made a push with his hips, smearing more pre on Garrun's face. He growled.
"Easy...", he muttered, moving his hand from the bull's sac to grasp the shaft itself.
Garrun might have many skills as a lover but deepthroating was not one of them, and thus he wanted to make sure that his mate would not, in his overtly excited stage, push past any boundaries. His other hand slipped under the bull's tail after a loving tug, fingers brushing the cum-soaked tailhole that had by now closed to its original puckered form, but the couple of fingers jabbed lightly at it found little resistance as they slipped in past the second knuckle. Bundan grunted, squeezing the fingers with his tail as he pushed his hips forward, his throbbing cock finding Garrun's lips now open, yielding for the penetration. The tongue curled around the shaft as it was pushed, inch by inch, into the big bull's accepting maw. It went in as long as Garrun's own fist met his jaw, having now taken 10 inches, his comfortable limit. Garrun breathed the heady musk of Bundan's abs as they were pushed against his snout, his maw full of cock now.
He began to suckle lightly, letting his rough tongue tease the hypersensitive pink flesh with all effort to bring him off quickly. His fingers pushed deeper, slipping on all the cum deposited down there, until the very tips brushed the prostate. Bundan bellowed and pushed his hips strongly forward, only to be stopped by Garrun's fist and a growl in his throat that sure felt interesting felt on his cock too.
Bundan braced himself more firmly and tried his utmost not to thrust too much, but the maw and tongue working on him, as well as the fingers teasing his well-used tail, and even the almost painfully squeezing fist, all added up to the feeling, not the least of them being the snorts of hot air from Garrun's snout against his wet belly. His hips moved as much as he could, pinned between Garrun's two strong hands, but every little movement was heavenly. He continued his humping slowly, his strength held back and making him feel just slightly frustrated. Surely such a big bull could take it all without trouble...
It all went on for a while, muffled grunts and chuffs as both struggled, one for control, one for pleasure. Bundan's strong legs thrust his hips intently, pushing them as well as he could against Garrun's face. The insistent fist prevented that, though, still. it was more like a challenge for Garrun, though, who did not mind the attempted humps, in fact, quite enjoyed his bull friend being so heated up and horny. His technique was a sound one, perfected throughout many a night together, and thus he could comfortably just play it out, letting the bull on top of him get all the fun he wanted. Bundan's ball sac slapped against his fist, the dirty sound turning Garrun on although he had just spent himself throughoutly. He was getting high, almost, on the taste of constantly flowing pre on his tongue and suckled more firmly now to get every drop of it. Bundan seemed to be closing, his breaths falling hot and heavy, his attempted thrusts gaining in intensity.
Then there was Bundan's nearly wailing moo when he could not take any more of it. The dark bull cursed under his breath as he started to orgasm, grunting when the natural contractions of his tail pulled the invading fingers deeper, straight to massage his pulsing prostate as his cock pumped out globs of cum directly to the bigger bull's tongue and throat, much of it going down immediately, some remaining in the maw under the tongue that was still flicking against the spewing cumslit.
Bundan snorted and chuffed and Garrun held his breath in order not to even remotely chance choking into his bull's love juices. When the flow seemed to dwindle down a little he pushed himself backwards, pulling the throbbing member out of his maw. Some wayward cum escaped in the process, oozing down the corners of his maw in pearly small streams. Drawing a deep breath, Garrun finally released his grasp on Bundan's shaft and was rewarded with another pulse of hot cum, this time splashing on his lips and face. Blinking, he tugged his fingers out of the bull's hot tailhole and yanked on the bull's tail to signal him that now was a good time to get off.
Bundan complied, rolling to his side, collapsing against Garrun. They both breathed heavily, eyeing each other and with stupid grins on their faces. Garrun's was the lewdest of them, thanks to his cum-stained face.
"Heh...I marked you...", Bundan mused, leaning over to lap some of his own cum from Garrun's face.
The bull snorted at the ticklish feeling of the tongue on him but allowed the "cleaning", opening his smiling lips further to allow the washing tongue to dip inside too, to be held captive for a moment by bullish teeth before it slipped out, covered with fresh, creamy cum. Bundan didn't seem to mind the taste of himself either since he eagerly took whatever he could, licking especially carefully around the cum-flooded corners of Garrun's maw, making him look presentable again. After this impromptu cum-swapping session they just laid down together, enjoying each other's warmth, heat, musk and presence. Their sex might be fucking great but the post-fucking afterglow of affection and more gentle intimacy was always good too.
"Your turn to wash the dishes", Bundan noted after some time had passed, his eyelids dropping closed despite his efforts to stay awake.
"Hmmhhh...", the sleepy bull answered, pulling his mate closer with the arm that he had sneaked about Bundan's waist.
"Well...I suppose they can wait...", Bundan relented and nested his head against a bulky, handsome light brown-furred shoulder.