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Dal laid in bed next to Rick slumbering peacefully. He had never been so happy, yet so confused in his whole life. He'd been marked by the pup, and felt deeply for him. His left arm was behind his head, and he couldn't really sleep. Rick was asleep on his chest, marking him yet again with a copious ammount of drool that matted his chest fur, only now the drool also ran lightly over the single paw mark over his heart.

Heh, figures, he sleeps like the dead. And here I am thinking things through. Can never leave well enough alone can you dumb horse?

He reached up and began to scritch at Rick's neck fur causing the canine to wag his tail lazily in his sleep. Dal chuckled to himself.

His mind began to wander and think about his family. How accepting they had been of Rick. It was growing evident to Dal that even his parents had seen this coming. The fact that his mother, Vi, only wanted her son to be happy was a testament to her real concern over her foals. And then there was Ken.

Ken, who had run away and had tried to get together with Andrew. Ken, the loose cannon now. He'd been such a firm fixture to Dal before, yet now, he was an unknown in his life. He could do anything...

Dread began to fill Dal's mind. Ken...something about Ken. In an instant he knew something bad was going to happen. Something horrible that would cause a lot of pain for a lot of people. It wasn't that Ken was evil, he was just going to make the wrong decision.

In an instant Dal sat bolt upright knocking Rick to the side, and waking the spotted pup. "Wah?" Rick woke as he was dumped unceremoniously aside. He rubbed eyes frowning.

"Ken..." Dal breathed. Rick suddenly locked eyes with Dal. "He's going to do something bad isn't he?" Rick asked. Both of them stared at the marks on each other. They were glowing a bright blue, enough to cause the room to be bathed in a soft azure.

"Shit!" Dal shouted jumping out of bed, scrambling to get his pants on. "We need to stop him..." Rick watched Dal scramble for clothing. He chuckled. "I think we have a little time, love." The sight of Dal trying to stuff two oversize hooves into one pant leg about caused Rick to double over in laughter. Dal scowled. "I don't care! We have to stop him!!!" He wailed in his deep bass.

Rick nodded. "I know, I think we have some time, but if it's that important to you, we'll go now." Rick jumped out of bed and located his clothing, slowly putting on a pair of pants and a shirt. His face twisted in thought. "Where are we going anyway?"

Dal stopped. "I......I think the Naval Recruitment Station in Helena." He looked confused and shook his mane hurriedly. He put his huge hand on his nose and rubbed it. "I....don't know how I know, I just know....I know he's....going to join the Navy, and it's a very bad idea."

Rick shook his head. "I...think you're....no I KNOW you are right. I have no idea why, but I'm certain of it." He shook his head again. "Funny isn't it? Sometimes these feelings just creep up on you, like the moment I first saw you....."

Dal chuckled getting his shirt on at last, the cotton straining on his shoulders. "Yeah, 'Your Huge!' I think is what you said." He nickered his laugh at the canine. Rick looked very embarrassed. "It's ok love, I thought I'd seen the most beautiful canine of my life when I looked into your eyes..."

Dal walked over to Rick and cupped the canine's chin. He looked down into those clear blue eyes, filled with love for him. "Rick, I'm so glad you called me back....I don't think I could live without you, you know that right?"

Rick stared into Dal's eyes. He nodded slowly. Rick cupped the equine cheeks in his paws, and felt Dal's warm breath on his face, sweet and scented of greens and honey. "Dal, no matter what I'll be here for you."

Dal held his pup to him tightly. "And you'll never be without me again..." For a second he looked confused, then a light burning sensation coursed through his back and faded. He'd seen Rick's marks glow green for a second. He stepped back and shook his head. "This isn't getting us to Helena. Lets go.."

**

Ken smiled to himself as he stepped off the train. It was still dark out. He had several hours to go before dawn, and had already called ahead and gotten a hotel room for one night. He didn't splurge. There was no need to really. He was happy he just had a goal for his life. A future of pure freedom.

He'd sent messages to his mother and brother as soon as he'd decided a few hours ago. He'd bought a one way ticket to the Helena Train Station near the ocean. The port of Helena had the largest recruitment station around, and would be the perfect place for him to start off his new life.

He breathed in the salty air, the cool tangyness of it caressing his nares as he took huge lungfuls. It would be wonderful if he could get one of the ocean going vessels, but even he knew that was a futile wish. Only the best of the best got those posting. It was more of an honor guard and a perk assignment than anything else. Just like in anything else only the well connected or exceptional recruit got assigned to an ocean going vessel these days. More than likely he'd be assigned to a planetary orbiter, or even less likely, to one of the large battleships that roamed the empty stretches of space protecting the colonies on Mars, Io, Titan, and Venus. There were other colonies as well, but they weren't sanctioned, and sometimes the inhabitants would send out raiding parties to the others for supplies. This was more than likely where Ken would be stationed.

He walked down the empty streets following the directions given to him by the lady on the phone at the hotel. It was only a few miles away.

**

Dal and Rick stepped off the train. It was just nearing sunrise in Helena, and the city was starting to wake up. Dal stretched and yawned. They'd only gotten a few moments of sleep on the train. He scented the salty sea air and took it in by lungfuls. He'd never been anywhere near an ocean before, and he found he adored the smell, and the cool touch of humid air on his fur. Rick seemed just as energized by the air as well.

Rick typed a few last keystrokes into the data pad he held, and smiled. "We're only a few miles away from the recruitment station. Two to be exact. It shouldn't take long to walk there. We have plenty of time. They don't open until nine anyway. We have at least four hours."

Dal nodded. His mane bobbed at the movement, and he absently brushed his forelock out of his eyes. "You know, I wouldn't mind just walking around for a while. This place, is just wonderful. I've never...." Dal blushed. "I've never seen the ocean before you know..."

Rick smiled. Poor Dal looked embarrassed. The worldly composer who could melt hearts with his music was sometimes just a little colt. He looked as if he was asking his mom and dad for an ice cream cone on a hot day. Rick chuckled. "I've seen it before, but I'd love to see it again." He typed on the pad again for a few minutes, his claws making soft ticks. "It's less than a mile that way." He pointed. Dal smiled hugely and without waiting began walking in the direction of Rick's pointed finger.

Rick spied the dappled marking as Dal's shirt rose a little as he stretched his arms. Mesmerized he followed along as Dal's tail swished back and forth as he walked. It took a second for Dal to realize Rick wasn't at his side. He looked around wildly and spied the Dalmatian eying his rump. He nickered. "See something you like?"

Rick snapped out of his reverie, and blushed. He nodded but hurried up to walk next to Dal. The two looked around them as they walked. Helena was a more modern city. Several wars and disasters had wiped out some of the older American coastal towns, only to be replaced a few years later by new towns, cities, or ports. Helena was one of the later. It was only a hundred years old or so, but had flourished. The new natural harbor made fishing a breeze for the locals, and also allowed for larger ships. The original town of Norfolk could be seen off shore under the ocean, and was a favorite of tourists who would pay a lot of money to scuba dive the ruins.

Dal kept looking at the city around him, slowly falling in love with the place. It was so different from the town he lived in. It was almost the polar opposite. Where the Capitol had been old, quaint, and quiet, this place was bustling, cheerful, and bright. Life flowed everywhere he looked. He could see families walking along together, furs jogging the paths of the park. There were even a lot of outside stalls selling breakfast. His stomach grumbled.

Rick smiled. "Hungry?" Dal nodded. Rick spied a small cafe. "Sam's." It had tables set outside on the street so diners could watch people pass by and enjoy the wonderful weather. Rick walked over to the host standing at a podium. He was another Dalmatian. "Tom" stenciled on his name tag. "Would you two like a table?" He grinned at the two. "Please!" Rick replied, his tail wagging. It wasn't often he met another Dalmatian. He eyed the other canine. He was about Rick's age and build, but there the similarities ended. Where Rick was heavily spotted, Tom only had a few spots, and they were not only few, but far between as well. He also had dark green eyes, and a white tail.

Dal elbowed Rick. "Now, don't get any ideas pup!" He chuckled. "I don't share!"

Rick grimaced. "I'm hardly going to, its just, I don't usually see Dalmatians and well...he's different from me is all..." Rick stammered a little embarrassed. Dal rolled his eyes but followed Tom to their table.

It was positioned right against a railing allowing for a good view of the street. The table cloth was clean and white, and Dal raised an eyebrow when he noticed there were no salt or pepper shakers. This was usually a sign of a very good restaurant. Tom handed them both menus. "Can I get you anything to drink?"

Rick sucked on his lower lip. "Coffee I guess. I need it. I'm bushed!" Tom chuckled. "Did this big lug keep you up all night?"

Rick snapped his head around and stared at the canine. He was grinning broadly, pure mischief sparkling in his deep green eyes. Dal chuckled. "You could say that."

Tom laughed hugely. "It's so nice to see a mixed couple. Well, coffee for you spots, what about you Mr. Ed?"

Dal's mouth worked a few times...then he burst into laughter. Rick was sorely confused. Dal had trouble breathing he was laughing so hard. Rick pounded him a few times on his back to help him get settled. Finally Dal came to his senses. "Whew! That was a good one! I'll have coffee too thanks!" Tom nodded and trotted off smiling.

"What...?" Rick began. Dal chuckled and ran his hand down his nose. "It was an old comedy television show back in the 1950's where there was a talking horse. Of course there was no such thing back then. Today it just seems silly. Looks like our waiter is well versed in the classics!"

Rick chuckled.

Their coffees arrived and they both enjoyed the sweetly bitter brew as the cool morning air continued to wake the pair up. Dal finally settled on a cheese omelet and Rick ordered steak and eggs, rare and runny. Tom smiled as he took the order to the back for the cook. Dal kept the menu looking it over carefully. If the food was good they might want to come back later. He glanced at the back which had the story of the diner and the history of the area. He smiled at the sweet story about the diner being established some time back by a local family that wanted good food, and good service for good prices. His eye wandered lower and he froze.

"Rick!" Dal whispered. "Look at this!" He handed Rick the menu and pointed at the bottom.

"Sam's Diner is a N.AnAm Foods Inc. Property under Direct Management by Charles Dawson."

Rick snapped his head up and looked at Dal. "You don't think...?"

Tom returned with their food at that moment. "Here you go sirs, Omlet, and Steak and Eggs! Is there anything else I can get you?"

Rick smiled. "Actually, there is. Is the manager Charles here?" Rick pointed to the bottom of the menu. Tom smiled. "Of course, would you like to see him?"

Dal nickered. "Please, tell him a couple of friends would like to say Hi!" Tom smiled and felt his tail wagging. Rick chuckled. "Of all the places...." Dal nodded.

In a few seconds Charles came walking out with the canine who was telling him that some friends wanted to see him. The tiger was dressed impeccably in his black suit and tie, and had his regal bearing but still looked a little confused until he saw Dal and Rick.

"Dal! Rick! What are you doing here!?" He beamed walking over quickly. Dal stood up and took Chas's hand in his. "We're actually looking for my brother Ken. He should be arriving at the Naval station in a few hours and is going to try to join. All I know is, that's a bad idea for him." Chas nodded.

"Well, I'm not going to look a gift meeting like this in the mouth! No! I wish I could spend more time with you, but I have a breakfast rush to attend to, if you have time, please stop back by this afternoon. Yes?" He quickly shook Dal's hand as well as Rick's, his light French accent sounding a little rushed.

"Of course! Good to see you Chas!" Rick smiled at the tiger who walked back into the restaurant. "Ofall the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine" Rick quoted. Dal nodded. "Ironic isn't the half of it."

The two sat down to their meals. Rick scarfed his down quickly, wishing he could savor the taste, but his starving stomach sent his canine mind other ideas. Dal just chuckled at Rick as he almost swallowed the steak whole. All too soon, breakfast was over.

Tom walked back to the couple giving a huge canine grin to the two. "Anything else I can get you?" Rick smiled back. "No I'm good." "Mr. Ed?" Tom cocked his head in canine inquiry at Dal who just chuckled. "I'm fine Tom, thanks though." Tom nodded. "Well, Chas says this is on the house, so have a good day!"

Dal gripped the Dalmatian by the arm before he could leave. "Oh no you don't. How much WOULD this have cost if we were paying customers." Tom blushed and named the figure. It was actually incredibly reasonable considering the quality. Dal nodded and pulled out the full amount in cash, added a twenty percent tip, and handed all of it to the pup. "That's yours Tom."

Tom gaped at the amount. "Wow, thanks, um, you didn't have to." Dal nickered. "Yes I did. Besides I haven't laughed like that in a long time. Mr. Ed indeed!" Dal stood. Tom backed up a bit eyes wide. Apparently he just now was realizing how big Dal was. Rick chuckled as he noticed a bit of lust in the canine's eye. Poor guy. He wont get very far, well, at least he can dream. Tom gave Rick a bright smile, and Rick returned it as they left. "Nice to meet you Tom!"

The two made it to the shore a few minutes later. The busy streets abruptly ended, and a large concrete seawall blocked their path. Dal stared at the ocean. He'd never seen anything like it. It was huge, dark blue and seemed to go on forever. The waves crashing sounded like continuous thunder. Before Rick could stop him, he'd climbed the four foot tall wall, and dropped the ten feet down to the sand bellow and began walking forward. Rick gave a canine grin as he found the opening not ten feet away and walked down the stairs to the beach, a few feet behind his equine.

He watched as Dal walked right up to the shore line where the water met his hooves. The horse kept looking down as the water lapped at them over and over. He raised his head and looked out over the ocean closing his eyes.

Dal listened with his musicians ear marveling at the sound. The rushing water, the cries of the gulls, the laughter of children nearby. All of this natural music filling his soul as he listened. He made a note in his mind to try to rewrite a section of his middle movement of the requiem to include this sound. Maybe cymbals and drums could simulate the wave sounds. He was sure bassoon reeds and oboe reeds could mimic the sounds of the gulls. It would be wonderful!

He pulled himself out of his deep thoughts and turned only to find Rick a few feet away. Rick smiled at him. "You were miles away Maestro!" Dal nickered tossing his mane. "It's just all so beautiful. I can't believe I've never seen this before!" A group of feline children shot past the pair running into the waves shrieking with laughter. "It's COLD!" One screamed. The mother and father were walking forward smiling at Rick and Dal.

"Come on Dal, we better get going. I think maybe we'll stay the night. We can come back here before we head home." Rick hugged Dal.

**

Ken hummed to himself tunelessly as he walked down the street. He was only a few miles away from the station. He'd given his baggage away to a homeless canine, and also all of the spare change in his pockets wishing the old hound "Good Luck!" He'd spent a good hour grooming himself. He knew that when he did so, he'd make a good impression. All those years of work on the farm had left him with an impressive build. Dal could find clothing fairly easily. Ken couldn't. He'd had to resort to tank tops or coveralls for most of his life. The Navy would fix that. They made their own uniforms for larger furs.

The streets were packed this time of morning, but his height allowed him to see in all directions since he was several heads taller than the average fur. This area of town was busy. Almost unnaturally so. The Naval Station was the main employer of the city. Helena was known as not only a military port, but also a commercial port for sea trade as well as tourists. More cruise ships left this port daily than anywhere else in the world.

The throngs included naval officers and enlisted furs, tourists, business furs, almost every walk of life could be seen. Finally Ken found what he was looking for. The Recruitment Center was stationed right next to the main entrance to the Naval base. He began to walk forward when he finally caught sight of another equine, and his eyes went wide. "Dal!?" He called out.

Dalten caught sight of his brother and made his way over. Rick padded behind his brother. "What....how....what are you doing here?" Ken stammered looking from his chestnut brother to the little spotted dog.

"Don't do it Ken, just don't. This isn't a good idea." Dal said placing his hand on his larger brother's dappled gray shoulder.

"What do you mean it isn't a good idea? It's my idea!" Ken all but shouted backing up. Dal shook his mane. "Ken, you've always done what you were told. Dad wanted you to find your own life, not slip into another life where all you're doing is what you're told! Think about this Ken. Please!"

Ken shook his mane and snorted. How could his brother do this to him!? It was his idea, not their dad's, and it was what he wanted to do. Wasn't it?

Rick stepped forward and put his paw on the Clydesdale's arm. "Ken, listen to me if you won't listen to Dal. You're a bight young stud. Don't do this. Do you really in the deepest part of your heart want to do this? Are you really going to let someone else tell you what to do for the rest of your life?"

Ken stared down at Rick. The handsome dog had stirred something in his heart. "I..."

"No, Ken, listen, I'm not done." Rick said calmly. "You're bright, strong, and you have a good heart. Could you really kill someone without batting an eye because someone told you to?" Ken swallowed.

Rick kept going getting closer to the stud. "Could you really lower your rifle and fire into the chest of someone you might even know? Someone might just tell you to do that. You'll have to kill, and you may have to die, all at the hands and at the orders of someone else." Ken swallowed. Rick was now standing within a few inches of him staring up at him fiercely. "Hit me Ken!" he shouted. Dal stepped back and just watched.

"What?" Ken shook his head confused.

"You heard me you dumb mule! I said HIT me!" Rick snarled fiercely up at the equine. Ken backed up a pace.

"What are you a fucking pussy Taylor!?" Ken shook his mane, Rick bared his teeth and stepped forward sharply and his paw shot forward as he punched Ken square in the gut. He wasn't as strong as Ken or Dal, but the action came as a shock to the equine, and he doubled over. He was now eye to eye with Rick's clear blue eyes. They bore into his soul. The canine gripped his mane harshly and pulled him nose to nose with himself.

"_THAT_is the life you'll sign up for. You'll have to hurt people. Maybe even the ones you love, just because someone says you should." Rick let go of his brother-in-law's mane. He walked over and stood next to Dal. The two stared expressionless.

The little spotted terror is right. This is not what I want really. I'm just finding another way to let other people tell me what to do. I'd eventually be just as miserable as I was before, maybe more so. At least out here I have the option to find something else to do.

Ken straightened up and walked over to his brother. He hung his head. "You're both right. But....what do I do?"

Dal shook his head. "I don't know Ken. You need to find something though. Listen, I know Dad said you weren't supposed to come home, but you can still come back to our place." Ken shook his mane. "He said to stay away from you..."

Dal snorted. "I don't care what he says. Dad's a smart horse, but, he doesn't know everything. I think I know how you feel right now, and what you really need is a safe place, and someone to talk to. Rick and I will be there for you."

Rick nodded emphatically. "Sorry I hit you, but you equines are so thick headed sometimes...."

Ken nickered at the spotted dog. "It's ok."

**

The trio walked around town for a while just taking in the sights. Ken explained what he had done with his belongings. Dal rolled his eyes. Leave it to Ken to be altruistic to the end. They stopped in a few clothing shops and actually managed to find some decent clothes for the huge pony. In the end Ken sported a nice collared shirt, jeans, and hoof coverings. Rick thought he looked quite handsome. It was evident that Ken thought so. He arched his neck in the mirror and admired his new look as Dal paid the cashier.

Soon it was lunch time. Dal remembered the invitation from Chas to met back at Sam's.

"Hey, lets get something to eat. A friend of ours happens to own a diner here on Main. It's not far." Dal explained to his brother. They began walking in that direction.

"So, I really don't know what I want to do." Ken said quietly. "I mean, I worked the farm with Mom and Dad for so long, I got into a rut. When you two came by, something snapped in me. I wanted to see more, do more. I just don't know what! I mean, marry one of the Cribbins sisters!? Run the farm forever? That might be ok, but I just feel like I was slated to do more."

Dal nodded. "I know. That's how I felt when I decided to study music. Once I found a direction though, there was no doubt in my mind as to what it was I wanted to do with my life. Don't worry about it Ken, you'll find something."

Rick chuckled. "You know, when I was a pup I wanted to be a fireman. That's all I wanted to be. Nothing could have prepared me for what happened. I went to a concert with my father. There was a guitarist who played Bach keyboard works on the guitar. I was enthralled at the intricate sounds, and that was when I knew what I wanted to do play music. I begged my dad so hard on the way home that we stopped at a music store and he bought me my first instrument. I was in the hands of private tutors the next day."

Ken gave an equine chuckle. "Ok, so I'll figure something out. I might not figure out what it is today, but I'll find something.

They finally arrived at the diner. Tom was still at his post looking at a clipboard when Dal cleared his throat. "Ah! Spots! Mr. Ed. So nice to see..." His voice trailed off. Rick stared at the other dalmatian. He was staring behind him. Rick looked up to Dal who looked confused as well. Then they turned. Ken was staring transfixed at Tom. "So....so....beautiful" Ken breathed.... Dal smirked.

"So - ah - big - um....." Tom shook his head to clear it. "Table for three?"

Rick sniggered. Tom ushered them to the same table, almost hovering over Ken the entire time. Ken kept his eyes glued to the canine never once glancing away. Hurriedly Tom explained the lunch specials, and then began to back up. "I'll....get...your...um...menus..."

And tripped on a chair falling over. He leaped back up to his feet and hurried away. Dal chuckled. "Hrm, you may not know what you want to do for a living, but I think you may have found at least someone you'd like to get to know!"

Ken started coming out of a trance. He looked flustered. "Well, I mean, he's cute, and well...I....um...that is to say..."

He trailed off lost in thought. Dal leaned over to Rick whispering. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Rick nodded slightly.

"Ah! Dal! Rick!" Chas came over. He pulled up a chair to the table. "So, this is your brother mon-ami? Chas reached out his paw to the dappled grey. Ken shook his head to clear it. "Yes, I'm Kelten Taylor. You can call me Ken." Chas smiled warmly. "Good to meet you Ken."

Just then Tom returned with menus. His eyes locked on Ken the entire time. Once the menu's were handed out he stood nervously next to Ken. Chas raised an eyebrow.

"Yes Tom?" Suddenly Tom seemed to recognize that his boss was sitting at the table as well. "Er...."

Ken cleared his throat suddenly. "Can you tell me about this dish?" Ken pointed to the first thing on the menu shyly eying the canine. After the dish was explained, he asked about the second. Then the third. Chas leaned over to Rick.

"Am I missing something?"

Rick chuckled. "I think Tom here is enamored of Dal's brother and vice versa." Dal just smirked the entire time sipping from his water. Chas chuckled. "Ah, I'll be right back then."

A few minutes later Chas returned with a tray that had five glasses of sweet white wine on it.

"Here we go!" He said cheerfully setting the glasses down. Tom was still chatting with Ken, and didn't even notice that Chas had guided him to the chair he himself had been sitting in, setting a glass down in front of him.

Tom absently took a sip and kept chatting with Ken. They were talking about their pasts. Tom was a college student studying general studies. He listened fascinated to Ken's life on the farm.

Rick raised an eyebrow at Chas who only shrugged. "I know love when I see it. I'm not about to usher him off and make him do something else. I'll bring you all lunch. Don't worry."

Dal leaned over and squeezed Rick's paw.

**

Later that night Dal and Rick checked into a hotel nearby. They had to be back to their town tomorrow as they both had things to attend to. For Rick he had classes, and Dal had to polish up his composition. It was going to be a quick train ride back on the high speed rail, then their day would get busy.

Rick sat a few shopping bags down. They'd bought changes of clothes. They'd also checked Ken and Tom in to the same hotel. It was obvious the two were not going to be separated for this night at least.

"You know, its funny. We come all this way, meet Chas again, save your brother from making a mistake, and he finds love all in the same day!" Rick yawned sitting on the bed. Dal nodded. "Its been an interesting day that's for sure. Who would have known that Ken would find love, like that?"

Rick chuckled. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it on the floor. It was beginning to smell a little too much like damp dog. The humidity kept the temperature down at this time of year, but it still permeated everything. Dal walked over, and leaned down. "Thank you for everything today Rick, I know it's soon in our relationship, but well, with these marks, being soul marked, well, I don't think we have to worry about us anymore and what we're going to do with each other do we?"

Rick shook his spotted head and kissed Dal. The velvet lips were sweet and soft against his. He moaned softly as Dal knelt before him, their heads level.

Dal felt the slender canine tongue slide into his mouth and shuddered. He loved the feeling of his lover kissing him and he felt his sheath plump quickly. Reaching down he undid his pants and slid them down a ways to make certain he wasn't in any type of compromising situation.

The cool air of the room caressed his stallionhood as he continued to kiss his canine lover. Rick dominated the kiss, letting the equine know in no certain terms that he was very much in love. Dal melted and leaned forward feeling his lithe lover press against his broad chest. He reached around and held the pup tightly to him, their hearts beating together.

Rick reached down and pulled Dal's shirt off. The two drank the sight of each other in. The brown chestnut coat of Dal contrasted to the spotted white and black of Rick. The two lovers breathed and kissed again. Dal suddenly wrapped his huge arms around the canine and stood up. Rick squeeked in surprise and wrapped his legs around Dal's waist tightly as he was lifted high.

The equine reached down and slid his pants the rest of the way off, kicking them off of his broad hooves. Finished he held Rick up by his waist easily with one muscular arm. His other hand gripped his throbbing cock, soaking his fingers in his pre. He slowly brought his hand up to the canines firm rump and slipped one slick finger to the clenched hole.

Rick moaned as Dal circled and soaked his entrace with his juices. He knew what Dal wanted, and was not about to protest. He felt the finger slowly slide into him, the huge digit making him moan deeply. Dal wasted no time and added two more fingers to his ministrations, keeping his muzzle firmly locked on Rick's maw. Soon the kiss turned more passionate with Dal taking the lead letting his lover know of his desire. Dal moaned deep in his chest, a soft wicker ending the sound.

Rick felt his legs spasm as Dal found his sweet spot deep inside of him. He shuddered at the feeling and felt a copious amount of pre leak from his already raging hard canine cock. Suddenly he felt empty as Dal's hand left his rear, but soon felt Dal's huge flared tip pressed against him.

Rick sighed as he slid himself down a little. Dal supported his weight with one arm. He felt the flare slip into him almost effortlessly. He felt full, but needed more. Desperately he slid down some more. As he did so, their lips parted. Dal gasped at the sensations coming from his equine phallus and whinnied with pleasure. Rick moaned deeply as inch after equine inch slid into him. He shuddered as the thick medial ring slipped past his defenses without a fight.

Dal laid Rick down on the bed and slid the rest of the way home. Both of them cried out in delight as Dal's muscular thighs slapped into Rick's. Rick looked up at his lover. The strong, handsome, masculine stud smiled down at him. He shuddered as he stared at that dappled mark on Dal's stomach. He could see Dal's tail swish impatiently from side to side as he refrained from rutting. Dal snorted.

"Ooooh Dal...please?" Dal stamped a hoof. "Not yet Rick...."

"Please...Dal...I need it....!" Rick whined, his face a mask of pure lust.

"Are you sure? Do you really want it?" Dal smirked looking down at his spotted lover.

"Dalten Taylor you start fucking me THIS instant or so help me..."

Rick whined deeply as Dal slid out and thrust home as hard as he could, his huge equine orbs slapping against the canine's ass.

"Oooooh yess...."

Dal snorted and stamped a hoof again, his tail flagged as he mated Rick. He began pulling half way out and sliding home as slowly as he dared, but very firmly, the last few inches forced in as hard as he could. Rick squealed at this in delight. The cock slid in and out slowly, a steady fucking rythm that Dal could keep up all day.. With each thrust Dal began sliding out further and further until just the tip of his flared head was inside the warm confines of Rick. The equine shuddered and snorted again tossing his mane. Sweat marked his coat as he claimed his mare.

Rick arched his back, his mouth open and tongue lolling out lewdly. Each thrust filled and emptied him. His eyes rolled back into his head as pure pleasure assaulted him. He gave himself entirely over to the feral mating feelings inside. His breath caught each time he felt that huge flare scrape past his prostate making him precum more and more with each thrust. His fluids pooled in his naval and ran down his side soaking the king sized bed.

"Fuck Dal! Come on...really Fuck me, you know you don't have to be gentle!" Rick cried out as coherently as he could.

Dal shook his head. He didn't want to hurt Rick, but Rick had already shown an ability to take it, so he quickened his pace and began to thrust harder. Rick moaned deeply. "Oh come on Dal...harder!"

Dal felt his hips twitch instinctively and he slammed home, his huge strong hands had to hold Rick where he was. The pup grunted hugely as Dal's huge equine nuts slapped into him. "Fuck yes!" Rick shouted. Dal raised an eyebrow and made up his mind. He let himself off his own reign. He rutted Rick as hard as he could. He snorted and blew out his nose, his mouth open and panting. Sweat streamed down his mane dripping onto the canine. The tangy smell of horse filled the room.

Rick lost himself in his pleasures. He could feel his own orgasm building but held it off as much as he could. He wanted Dal to cum first. When he felt Dal let go his mind went white. He could feel the rutting stallion take him forcibly. His soul screamed in pleasure and he felt something echo down into his heart and being. It was Dal. He gripped onto the line and fed his lust and feelings down it. As soon as he did he heard Dal gasp and moan.

Dal felt the link open between them, and felt what Rick felt when his cock slamed into Rick. His eyes went open and his body convulsed with pleasure. He fed his own feelings down the link into Rick. The two gripped each other with the link sharing the giving and taking each had. It didn't take long for Dal to feel his own orgasm build. As his did he could feel Rick echoing in kind down his link. His breath came raggedly and finally he felt his cock twitch. He buried his cock brutally into Rick with one final thrust. It twitched and spasmed as each shot of foal making cum drained out of his huge equine balls. His throat felt raw as he let out an ear piercing equine scream as he came.

Rick felt Dal cum down the link, and it was all he could do not to pass out from the mingled sensations of feeling Dal's orgasm and his own. His cock pulsed as he shot his own canine seed high into the air. It rained down over him, making some of his black spots white. The two held on to each other mentally, emotionally and physically as they rode the waves of their passion together.

Soon the orgasm faded, but the feelings surging along the link did not. If anything they grew deeper than before. They tenderly caressed each other down the link, their souls meshing, their minds sharing the afterglow. A few minutes later Rick was the first to pull back. "Wow."

He chuckled looking down at himself. He'd never cum so much in his short life. He'd had plenty of sex, but nothing like this. "Um, I think you better get a towel. WAIT!" Rick shouted suddenly as Dal began to pull out. "Um, I think we better not do that. I don't want to even begin to think about the cleaning bill they'd send us. Pick me up and carry me to the shower."

Dal tossed his mane trying to get his forelock out of his eye unsuccessfully. He whinnied lightly. "Your wish is my command." Dal leaned down and hefted Rick up effortlessly, his cock still achingly hard and buried deep. He moaned as he felt Rick slide a little against his sensitive flesh. He almost felt like he could go again.

He held the canine to his muscular chest and made his way to the shower. Once inside, he slowly slid himself out of his lover. A torrent of cum splashed out of the canine. "Wow." He breathed.

Rick chuckled. "Are you surprised?" Dal nodded. "Um, that was epic." He whickered his pride at marking his mate so thoroughly. There was so much cum on and in Rick that any canine, or equine would know immediately who his mate was. Well, they'd at least know it was equine anyway.

Dal twisted to turn on the water and heard Rick gasp.

"Dal! Um...you have a second mark!" Rick whispered. Dal's eyes went wide. "What?"

"A second mark Dal! On your back! Right behind the other, an identical paw mark!" Rick sounded reverent.

"When...." Dal started...then remembered. Last night as the two confessed their feelings for each other, the burning sensation and Rick's own flared marking. "Oh."

"You know what this means right?" Rick whispered. Dal turned around as the warm water began to cascade down their bodies. "Yes. Soul Bound." He whispered taking Rick into his arms. Their hearts beat as one as the warm water soaked them and soothed their tired bodies.