The Monster
A Story of a Professional Collector
By Bahlam

Part One - Meeting the Monster

“Leonard!” the manager shouted, “We’ve got a new boy for you!”
Leonard trotted across the paddock and out to the driveway, his hooves thumping in the gravel. He sidled up to a very fancy horse trailer that was rocking dangerously.
“Oui, mon captitaine!” he said, mock saluting, “Who eez zees new recruit?”
“Pat’s Bucket Head,” she said, shaking her head, “and he’s a bit dangerous.”
“Ooh hello Pat,” Leonard said, peering into the trailer, “are you a good boy?”
The trailer bounced violently as the stallion inside stamped and screamed.
“Watch out,” the manager said, “and do your best to get a good collection from him. He hasn’t gotten a good covering and injured two mares so far. So his owner is paying a premium for his swimmers. I don’t care how you do it but if anyone can get his sperm without the butt zapper it’s you.”
Leonard laughed a little. The electric probe wasn’t the best way to get sperm but it could be fun on the lowest setting.
“Don’t worry, Evelyn,” he said, “I shall do my very best.”
He unclipped a lead from the side of the trailer and opened the side panel. Immediately the stallion inside snapped at him. He had a chain halter on.
Leonard timed his move and grabbed the side of the halter. The lead clipped in easily and he took hold of the huge stallion’s head. He gently stroked his poll.
“Good boy,” he said calmly, “Be very good and I’ll give you a treat.”
The stallion bucked, making the trailer rock again but he seemed a little more calm.
Leonard opened the trailer door and carefully backed the stallion out. He tossed his head but didn’t try to bite as he backed down the ramp. Leonard stroked the much larger horse’s head as he tried to get a good look at his equipment. It was hot in the trailer and the stallion’s dark brown cock was dangling. It looked nice and clean and shiny in the sunlight.
Evelyn stood with her paws on her wide hips, watching the show.
“Take good care of him,” she said.
“Come along, Mister Head,” he said to the stallion, “Lets get you settled into your suite in our love hotel.”
Leonard led him across the yard and toward the stables. Two mares looked over the fence and watched as they went past. The stallion just snorted as they went by, not seeming to be interested in them.
“Not interested in Tata?” Leonard asked, “She’s our best teaser; always a bridesmaid but never a bride. She has a nice pair on her though.”
The stallion bucked again as he was led into the stable. He could smell the other stallions inside. To Leonard’s nose it was a lovely scent. His nostrils flared as he breathed in the musk of so many virile males, which made the head of his cock emerge from its sheath inside his shorts. It felt good.
“You’re going to be in number six,” he said, “To make sure you don’t hurt yourself.”
He led the stallion into the padded stall and unhooked the lead while closing the gate in the same motion. He grabbed a very large bucket and put a scoop of sweet mix into a feed bucket. Leonard opened number five and overturned the large bucket inside. The underside of the bucket was a bit slippery with remnants of lube that had dripped on it but he stood atop it and leaned over the barrier.
“Lets get that nasty chain halter off, shall we,” he said.
The stallion snapped at him as he unbuckled it.
“Ooh, you poor boy,” he said, “You’ve got a rub mark from the chain.”
Leonard trotted to the first aid box and got some lidocaine spray and gauze. When he came back the stallion was stretched out, spraying hot urine on the floor of the stall. The heavy scent filled the air. Leonard felt his cock fully slip out of its sheath and dangle. He unbuckled his shorts and let the head loose as he breathed in the scent. Stallions in other stalls whinnied.
While the stallion was busy, Leonard shot cold spray on the top of his muzzle and cleaned away some bits of blood. The wound looked nice and clean.
The stallion snorted as the last dribbles of urine dripped from his cock.
“You’re a big boy, aren’t you?” Leonard asked, “and you have a lovely aroma,”
He fingered his cock as he stroked the stallion’s head. The larger horse tossed his head a little but didn’t object.
“Now, why have you been such a bad boy?” he asked, “Do you just need to be nicer to the mares? Do you get too excited and want to bite? I don’t think so. You’re not so bitey with me, are you?”
The stallion raised his head and sniffed.
“Hmm?” Leonard hmmed to himself.
He took his other hand from his cock, which he had been stroking, and held it up. The stallion sniffed it and whickered. His upper lip peeled back and he arched his back as he snuffled Leonard’s hooved fingers. His dark cock wiggled beneath his body.
“You like horse cock, don’t you?” Leonard said, “so we have something in common. And now that I know what you like, I can get what I want out of you. I can get what your owner and my boss want out of you too, I think.”
He chuckled to himself as his cock became fully erect.
Leonard unfastened his shorts and let his cock loose. He stroked it as a droplet of pre-cum formed on the tip of his urethra. It felt so good to let his pink length go. The stallion peered over the side of the stall and sniffed. Leonard ran his fingers down to the base of his cock and stroked the thin scar between his legs where his balls once were. He touched his anus and rubbed it with his little hoof. Then he held it up to the stallion’s muzzle.
The stallion sniffed and bucked in his stall.
“You want my ass, right?” he asked, “So long as you don’t bite.”
Leonard turned around where he stood atop the bucket and raised his tail.
The stallion whinnied loudly and licked the smaller gelding’s ass with his huge tongue. He lapped Leonard’s perineum and snuffled his ass.
Leonard moaned. He grabbed his cock as it started to flare. Before he knew it a spurt of cum shot from his cock. The surge of pleasure through his body felt so good as the stallion licked his ass. He stood on the overturned bucket panting as another spurt of cum dribbled onto the bucket.
“Ooh, unf,” he said, “you’ve got…”
Leonard fell sideways off the bucket and landed in the soft bedding in the bottom of the stall. He lay there on his butt, his cock still fully erect but no longer flared.
“Heh,” he said, “You sweep me off my hooves big boy.”
The stallion looked down at him and seemed to laugh.
Leonard licked the head of his cock. He loved the sweet taste of his own sperm-free cum. It was a bit different from the heavier flavor of stallion cum. The testosterone he injected every month kept his seminal vesicles and prostate in shape and his cock hard but his sperm were in liquid nitrogen miles away.
The stallion in the next stall grunted. Leonard could hear him belly slapping. He climbed back onto the bucket and touched the stallion’s head gently. He kissed the stallion on the poll as a flood of semen sprayed his belly and scattered on the floor.
“I don’t think I’ll have any trouble getting some good sperm from you, Pat,” he said, “Now that I know what you like. I’d let you fuck my ass if it wouldn’t split me apart too.”
He picked up the bucket of sweet mix and hung it in the stallion’s stall.
“Now have some dinner and relax,” he said, “Tomorrow morning I’ll have a treat prepared for you. I think you’ll really like it and so will I.”

Part Two - Mounting Marigold

Leonard hummed as he ran the soft brush in and out of the huge artificial vagina. He poured warm soapy water over it and then stuffed the hose nozzle inside and flushed it out with warm water. 
“Let’s get you lubed up really good, Lady Marigold,” he said as he worked, “You’re going to get a good workout today. Your first customer is going to be a new stallion. Try not to be shy with the new guy.”
He filled her passage with sperm-friendly lube and felt his own cock stirring in his sheath. He had mounted and fucked the phantom mare himself many times. The warmth inside her AV felt so good but after cumming he never felt like cleaning her up and his semen wasn’t any use for inseminating mares. Unlike the other breeding mounts he’d used she had a head with a friendly expression with a false mane and tail and a unicorn horn. Her horn had been chewed a by stallions who had mounted her. The padding on the back of her neck bore many bite marks as well. Leonard would’ve given her a bite or two himself if he could reach while mounting her.
He remembered the first time he’d fucked her. He’d had a bit to drink late at night while waiting for a mare to deliver. He started talking to Marigold while watching the mare’s stall on IR camera on his tablet and drinking cider. He ended up pissing into her AV to warm it up and fucking her without lube. He came hard and nearly passed out.
Today he had other things in mind for his own flare and the pleasure it could give him. If he was lucky he could get some feral stallion ass for the first time in a long while. Fucking the teaser mares to keep them happy was one thing but fucking a stallion as he came was a special treat when he could manage it. He had such a good feeling about this new stallion. He might seem violent but Leonard knew he had a gentle heart and certainly had a hot ass that he wanted a piece of really badly. The inside of the gelding’s sheath was already sticky with pre-cum.
He’d been thinking of the stallion all morning. He even thought of the stallion while giving his feline partner a blowjob under the table at breakfast. The mouthful of thin feline cum was nice but stallion cum was the best way to start the day. He also had a pressing need he’d put off earlier and the pressure was growing.
Leonard put his favorite mounting stool behind her and stood on it. He opened the AV’s water fill cap and unzipped his fly. He put the head of his sticky cock up to the opening and let loose a thick stream of urine. He moaned as his dark pee filled the water chamber surrounding the AV’s passage. After the last drop had come forth he topped her up with warm water from the hose. The gelding rubbed pre-cum from the puddle inside his sheath all over the butt of the mare above her AV and sniffed it.
“Nice,” he said to himself.
He clipped a collection cup in place under the phantom mare and sat the bottle of lube on the mounting stool. It would be just about the right height if the stallion was cooperative. He dragged an inch-thick foam pad into place behind the stool.
“Be a good girl now,” he said, patting the breeding mount’s padded side “You’re going to have a good time today and I hope I will too.”
Leonard trotted off to stall number six. Pat was awake but seemed calm. He slipped a soft halter on his head, which he didn’t object to, and clipped a lead to it. As he led the stallion out of his stall he thought that it might be a good idea to put some restraints on him but he seemed so calm and he’d see how he behaved while getting washed up.
The gelding led his charge to the washing platform and hooked him up.
“Be a good boy, Pat,” he said, “and you’ll get a reward. If you’re up to it you’ll be rewarded again later too.”
Leonard touched the stallion’s side. He twitched a little but didn’t jump.
“Okay,” he said as he soaped up a little sponge.
The stallion’s cock was hiding in its sheath in the cool morning air.
Leonard stroked his side and reached under to touch his sheath gently.
“Good boy,” he said.
He stroked it while soaping it up with the sponge. He massaged the stallion’s balls, which proved bigger than he’d expected. The dark skin of his scrotum was smooth and he could feel the swollen epididymis of each huge testicle under the skin. The stallion sniffed Leonard’s crotch and whinnied gently. Then he grabbed the crotch of the gelding’s shorts in his teeth.
“Whoa, big boy,” Leonard said.
The stallion tore through the fabric, which freed the gelding’s cock. He snuffled Leonard’s cock head and wrapped his lips around it. The shredded remnants of his shorts fell around his ankles.
Leonard kept soaping the stallion’s cock as his own grew erect. The stallion’s member fell from its sheath wriggling and casting off glops of soapy water.
The gelding’s hips thrust involuntarily, his cock going down the stallion’s throat, which made him choke. Leonard’s pink shaft popped free and wriggled.
“Enough of that, okay?” he asked.
He rinsed Pat’s now-erect cock with warm water and stroked it.
“I think you’re ready,” he said.
Leonard led the stallion into the collection room where Marigold stood ready to receive him. Pat’s erect cock bounced against his belly while Leonard’s wiggled as he walked. He kicked off the remnants of his shredded shorts.
The stallion trotted up to the inanimate mare and sniffed her rear. His lip curled and he whinnied loudly. He got up on his hind legs and tried to mount her, landing crookedly.
Leonard pulled him by the lead and nearly dragged him straight on top of Marigold. He started thrusting, his dark cock head bouncing off the mount’s padded buttocks. The gelding grabbed the bottle of lube and quickly smeared it all over his rapidly hardening member.
He got between the stallion’s legs, trying to guide his thrusting cock. His face ended up buried in the stallion’s thrusting butt and he couldn’t see what he was doing as the stallion’s puffy anus bounced against his nose.
After a lot of snorting the stallion found the opening on his own and thrust forward. Leonard nearly fell down but quickly jumped onto the stool. He straddled the stallion’s rear and hung on. He grabbed the flagging tail and thrust his cock into the opening just below.
It slid in surprisingly smoothly as the stallion bucked and thrusted beneath him.
“Yes!” he shouted as his cock slid in all the way.
The stallion’s hole pulsated around his cock as he felt himself flare.
His cum shot home deep inside before the stallion let loose. As he was cumming and whinnying the stallion came too. His ass clenched tight over and over, milking Leonard’s cock as he emptied himself into the deep dark hole.
“Ooh, ooh,” the gelding moaned as his hips thrust, driving his belly against the stallion’s rear.
The stallion suddenly pulled out, taking the gelding with him.
Leonard’s flare popped out of the stallion’s rear, spraying semen in the air.
He toppled off the stool and fell on his back on the foam pad. He watched as his still-pulsating cock shot cum in the air and still more spilled from the stallion’s ass above, covering him in his own sticky juice.
“Ooohhhhhh…” he moaned, “That was so good.”
The stallion backed away from the breeding mount, nearly stepping on Leonard but he didn’t care. Pat looked at him curiously, looking under his own belly where his partly-flared cock dangled and dribbled sticky semen. His upside-down face looked curious.
“Was it good for you too?” Leonard asked.
The stallion licked his flagging cock and nibbled near its base where he might otherwise have had balls.
“Okay big boy,” he said as he got up, “You get to go rest while I clean up.”
He grabbed the stallion’s lead, which had somehow gotten covered with semen, and led him back to his stall. The other stallions seemed very interested in what has happening. They snorted and stomped in their own stalls.
Leonard returned to the collection room, bottomless with his shirt covered in semen and bits of horse bedding that clung to everything.
He checked the collection cup. It was overflowing with semen. The thin translucent fraction on top spilling out and a great glob of gel fraction deep inside.
“Aah, perfect,” he said, “you gave me a whole lot to work with.”
He sipped some of the thin fraction off the top and took it to the work table where he pipetted the gel fraction into sample tubes and topped them up with extender solution. He marked them with the stallion’s weird name and the date to make sure they didn’t get lost and dropped them into the chiller.
The gelding put a drop of stallion goo on a slide and slipped it under the microscope.
“Just perfect,” he said, “lots of good wigglers.”
He looked around the room. There was semen everywhere and one of the stool’s legs had broken. Marigold looked happy, the way she always did.
“I think I forgot the cum mop,” he said to himself.
He picked up his phone from the desk and texted, “Hey hun. Could you bring me some clean clothes at work?”