Story by Custos
(Original posting 28 February 2025 on https://inkbunny.net/Custos)

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This story contains material for adults only, do not read if you’re a minor.
The material presented is fictional and for adult fantasy only.
The author does not condone any of the depicted illegal activity in real life.

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Cerilus commission: Our Cool Little Secret

- “Do you have games on your phone? Mom and dad never let me play any!”
“Sure, bud. Knock yourself out.”

A slender arm covered in short cedar brown fur extends and offers the smartphone to the eager grabby hands of the little grey wolf cub. The boy’s big brown eyes glint with a hint of mischief as he defies his parents’ creed and is handed video games by the horse who babysits him. Of course, Yale knows Liam isn’t supposed to have any screen time save for half an hour of Christian cartoons before bed, but when the eight-year-old cub looks at him with those big puppy eyes the horse boy caves pretty quickly. Especially today.

The nineteen-year-old is slender and tall, with cedar brown fur all over his body which gives him a muted dark appearance. Yale’s eyes are a vibrant chestnut brown, though, just like Liam’s. A fact both cub and young adult have bonded over when they were first introduced to each other by Liam’s parents. Nice enough folks, albeit too strict in raising their son in Yale’s opinion. The boy is only allowed to have wooden toys, no electronic devices of any kind, and any book Liam reads has to be approved by their church first. On top of that, the television is set to block any channels that aren’t the news or kid channels which, again, have to be pre-approved by their church.

A jolt of electricity runs up along Yale’s spine as his fingers are briefly caressed by the unsuspecting cub, causing the horse to shiver in a subdued manner. The grey wolf cub smiles up at Yale, his best friend in the world right now for indulging the child’s natural curiosity into the digital world of games. Something he’s heard so much about but was never allowed to explore. Enticing him and making him all the more curious for it.

- “Thanks, Yale. You’re so cool!”

The young adult horse grins and scratches the back of his head. His palm is a little clammy as he releases his phone into the custody of the eight-year-old, while subtly clutching a pillow to the crotch of his pants.

“Sure, bud. Just don’t tell mom and dad, alright? It can be our cool little secret, eh?”

The grey little wolf grins broadly and wickedly, plopping down onto the couch as his undivided attention is then usurped by the many flashy icons in the app store on Yale’s phone.

- “No way! Dad would spank me!”

A frown lands onto Yale’s long horse face. Not agreeing with corporal punishment at all. But right now, he’s got other troubles on his mind.

The horse slyly gets up and slinks away to the bathroom as the loud music and sounds start blasting from the phone in Liam’s paws.

“Just gonna go to the bathroom, bud. Have fun but don’t play anything violent, okay?”
- “Okay, Yale!”

Yale nearly flees to the bathroom and closes the door behind him, quickly running some water from the faucet at the sink and splashing himself to cool off. The nineteen-year-old looks begrudgingly at the long slender bulge running down his tight jeans in the mirror. Far enough to nearly touch his knee.

“You’re sick, pervert.”

The words are low in volume and hushes, with Yale’s intense eyes staring at himself in the reflection for a good few seconds before the confrontation grows too direct. The young adult casting his eyes back down as shame overtakes him.

Yale is in rut. A very intense one, much more than any he’d had before. He nearly cancelled on sitting for Liam as his parents are off to a church retreat in the mountains. Boring stuff for adults like meetings and planning of activities for the upcoming year, with some team building mixed in. No event for a young cub like Liam. And thus they had called their son’s favourite sitter to watch their boy for the weekend. Which would have been fine, if Yale hadn’t been hit by that deep craving just a day or two before. Wanking himself silly trying to resolve it before having to come over to Liam’s house.

The brown horse sighs painfully, his tight jeans restricting him. He didn’t have any other type of pants, which made things extra awkward. Luckily he managed to stay soft in front of Liam’s parents before they left.

With a deep exhale of relief, Yale unbuttons his jeans and zips down the fly, fishing out the long slender shaft of his equine penis and letting the heft of his male weapon plop down onto the counter of the washing table. Long and as thick as his wrist, the envy of many of his classmates when he was still in high school and required to shower during PE. Elegant and slender, even, as the medial ring marks the halfway point towards the spongy tip of Yale’s horse cock. Graduating from the same cedar brown at the base to slightly more rosy brown at the flare. A penis to be proud of, for sure. If only Yale could keep it down while sitting for one of the most sexy little boy’s he’s ever known.

There, it’s out in the open. Well, outside in the open inside Yale’s mind at least. The horse youth has been struggling with these feelings ever since he went through puberty. But aside from his normal attraction to girls and guys his own age, there’s this deep dark desire. He’s always been a curious and sexual child when he was younger. And some parts of Yale have never grown up and out of that, the horse boy still attracted to sexy little cubs just like Liam. And Yale hates himself for it. At least, he hates that the attraction is there. Wondering what is wrong with him.

Yale grips the base of his shaft tightly in a firm hold, squeezing himself to offer himself some relief while the spongy head of his equine penis flares up slightly for just a moment. He’s considering just quickly blowing a load in the bathroom of these two Christian folks for whom he’s babysitting, just to cool down for a minute. But without his phone, that would be a hard task to accomplish. The internet has spoiled him. He hasn’t had to jerk off to fantasies since he’d been twelve. And he doubts Liam’s dad has any porn in a shoebox somewhere.

That’s when it hits the young cedar brown horse. He can’t hear the noises of his phone anymore. It’s quiet. Too quiet. Oh, fuck!

The horse stuffs his cock back into his pants as best he can, the length pushing down the leg toward his knee again as he awkwardly marches out of the bathroom.

“Liam? Is everything alright?”

The little wolf boy is too entranced to even hear his babysitter call for him, and as soon as Yale rounds the corner of the living room and walks up to the back of the couch, he can see why as the blood drains from his face.

Soft moaning and grunting echoes from the smart phone in the eight-year-old pup’s hand, the screen depicting a close-up of the underside of Yale’s penis and balls as he thrusts back and forth inside one of his ex girlfriends. He remembers that night, and setting up that shot. Laying his phone down onto the bed beneath them as his ex crouched down over it on all fours while he took her doggy style. The camera captured every shiny pearl of sweat rolling down his balls as they smacked into the swollen cunt lips of his ex. Being a horse herself, she’d been the only one to fully take his entire length. And even then, just barely.

Yale is frozen in place, equally mesmerised by the swinging of his ex’s tits and his own balls on the screen in the cub’s hand. Liam’s other paw was firmly down the front of the little boy’s shorts, fumbling around heavily with what could only be the cub’s small erect penis.

Liam is positively rooting around in there, not smart enough in the moment to unzip his shorts and give himself some more space to fondle himself. The big brown innocent eyes firmly glued to the screen while the pup’s lower jaw hangs open a little. Droplets of drool seeping into the fabric of his t-shirt.

“… Liam.”

The grey wolf pup nearly jumps out of his fur and equally nearly sends the phone in his paw flying. Yet, while Yale expects the boy to throw the phone away and deny what obviously happened, Liam doesn’t move a muscle. The boy’s hand is clearly kneading away at his groin inside his small shorts, eyes wide and dreamy and curious as he looks up at his favourite babysitter. His best friend in the world. Whispering the following words in a much more husky voice than Yale would have expected out of Liam’s mouth.

- “I’ve never seen a naughty movie before. It makes my weenie tingle.”

Sweet Christian boy. So honest that it scares Yale senseless. He’d get into a heap of trouble if Liam’s parents find out for sure!

Liam wriggles around a little and frees his small paw from his shorts, pointing his index finger at his babysitter’s cock plapping away inside the horse woman’s pussy on the phone screen. Touching the device with the little digit that was just fiddling with his own little cub cocklet. A fact that subconsciously makes Yale flare down his pant leg.

- “That’s your weenie, right? Yale? It’s so big and different from mine!”

Despite the obvious presence of his ex in the clip, Yale can’t help but notice that the little pup only voices interest in his horse cock. The boy’s little fingers even pinching the screen to zoom in on Yale’s length sliding in and out of the mare’s slick wet sex. Another fact that makes the equine’s bulge throb once again in his jeans, flexing the fabric down to his knee. Attracting the eight-year-old’s attention as Liam’s big brown eyes settle on the wondrous protrusion.

Yale coughs uncomfortably, reaching out his hand to take the phone back from his little ward. Horniness and fear keeping each other in check in a delicate balance of rope dancing.

“Give me back the phone, bud. Your parents are gonna kill me.”

For the first time since the start of this whole uncomfortable situation, a frown appears on Liam’s muzzle. He holds the phone protectively, taking in as many more moments of the clip as he can, before looking back up and whining at his stallion babysitter.

- “No! Yale, please! I won’t tell them, I swear! It can be our cool little secret, right?”

Yale’s earlier words are thrown back at him and used against him, perfectly to the logic of a little boy. More than anything, the cedar brown horse’s curiosity is peaked, and the overwhelming horniness of his ongoing rut is slowly overtaking any fear he is feeling. The young adult teenager wants to believe Liam would keep the secret, for the implications of what else could happen make his equine member painfully hard inside his jeans. The stallion coughs again, and Liam’s tail starts wagging as he seems to realise Yale is susceptible to his pleading.

“I guess. I mean… Maybe? Ugh! I could really get into a lot of trouble for this, bud. Why do you want to look at it, anyway? Because you can see her ti— boobies?”
- “Ew, no. Girls are gross. Boys are cool so weenies are cool too, right? And your weenie is the coolest I’ve ever seen!”

Despite the seriousness of the situation, Yale’s cock swells up a little more and throbs inside his jeans, making the horse curse himself quietly along his breath as he suppresses a moan. Liam seems to realise that his babysitter might actually go along with his ideas, his small wolf tail wagging even quicker as the boy is inwardly getting giddy with excitement.

“… You really think so, bud? How many co— weenies have you seen?”
- “My daddy’s and my friends’ during PE class. And some of the cub scouts at church camp. But most of them are really normal like mine. Not as big and cool like yours! Look!”

Before Yale can even grasp what is happening, the little eight-year-old grey wolf jumps up from the couch with a wide smile and a happily wagging tail. The horse gasps and his breath chokes in his throat when Liam innocently and eagerly pushes down his shorts past his knees and adopts a presenting pose, keeping up his little t-shirt and cocking forward his hips.

- “I’ve seen yours so it’s only fair you see mine. Right, Yale?”

The horny equine swoons and nearly passes out as he drinks in the sight before him. His bulge throbbing aggressively inside his jeans while Yale clutches the back of the couch for support.

The little wolf boy’s tummy is slightly rounded with baby fat still. From his thrust-forward hips, a beautiful little humanoid cocklet stands up at attention whole the tiny glans hides inside the protective little hood. Pale like Liam’s tummy fur, and fleshy rose along the shaft toward the cute little snout on top. The little erect penis is chubby and charming in all its innocence as it salutes Yale happily, a round little set of balls underneath completing the adorable sexy picture.

The small penis is hard as a nail and lightly pulses with Liam’s heartbeat, firm like a nail and perfectly still unlike the wild throbbing Yale’s cock is performing inside his jeans. Moisture is seeping through the fabric at the cock slit in the horse’s flaring glans, the spongy surface expanding with each flex and oozing out some more precum as the scent of male arousal wafts from the spot.

“Oh, fuck!”

Liam’s adorable wolf pup ears twitch, alternating between lying flat in anxious nervousness and perking up in eager anticipation. The child’s penis is perfect in every way for his age, adorable and cute, yet titillating and enticing Yale into wicked thoughts. The horse should have put a stop to this at once. Should have. But the brain up north is no longer doing the thinking, for all the blood flow has moved to the head down south.

Yale groans as he grinds his lengthy bulge against the back of the couch, eyes burning as they gaze intensely upon Liam’s cute little cocklet. He’s going to hell for this.

“... A cool little secret between best friends, bud? Cross your heart and hope to die?”

Liam grins wickedly, a glint of joy in his eyes as happiness radiates through the little boy’s body, which especially translates in the furious wagging of his tail. His cute little penis remains stiff like a board while his chubby little balls wobble in delight underneath.

- “Uhu! Cross my heart and hope to die! Does that mean I can see your weenie for real now?!”
“Yeah, bud. One second.”

Reason has gone out the window. Lust has won the battle.

Liam is still jutting out his hips, holding up his t-shirt to reveal his tummy and cocklet unobstructed with his shorts around his ankles as the pup gasps in awe and wonder when Yale frees his painfully straining erection. The young adult teenager’s jeans fall away and are carelessly chucked elsewhere in the living room. Many tokens of faith and religion bearing witness to the sinful act of the horse exposing himself to the innocent little boy before him.

Shiny slick with his own precum and trembling in sheer horniness, Yale’s equine cock juts up from his hips like the pillar of pure virile masculinity it is. His hefty full balls jiggling and shaking with the slightest of movements, with the fat vein running from the base of his penis to his medial ring bulging and throbbing in lecherous desire for the pure little boy so willingly and openly exposed before him.

Yale stands before Liam like Goliath did before David, nude from the waist down while only wearing a white tank top and sneakers now. The semi-flared glans of his horse cock pointing firmly at Liam while the hole of his meatus grows wider, winking at the little boy and beckoning him. The equine in turn juts out his pelvis, thrusting forward the mighty weapon pointing right at the curious little boy in front of him. The winking cock slit is copiously oozing precum as the trembling length bobs up and down with Yale’s heartbeat in an unspoken invitation. Before a spoken invitation is uttered regardless.

“Come closer, bud. You can touch it if you want. I… I really want you to touch it.”

Liam shuffles forward with his pants around his ankles, nearly making Yale chuckle but the sheer tension in the air keeps him from doing so. Damnation for indulging the forbidden fruit looming all around him in the many religious paraphernalia, ignored as lust and boyish innocent curiosity reign supreme.

The boy’s soft little fingers reverently take hold of the spongy tip as the eye in Yale’s flared horse cock stares straight back into Liam’s eyes, the pup interlocking his digits behind the swollen crown in a double fist and gently rubbing the flat of his thumbs all over the sensitive glans.

- “Oh, wow! So cool! It’s so warm and hard! But… soft too?”

Yale’s upper lip curls as the little eight-year-old boy not only willingly grabs hold of his very hard penis, but eagerly takes the initiative to squeeze the spongy head and open up the cock slit wide with his little thumbs while trying to peer inside. The little boy’s nostrils flare as he takes in the deeply manly aroma of Yale’s arousal, the horse’s knees nearly buckling when Liam spontaneously presses his wolf nose into his meatus and takes a deep sniff and an inquisitive lick.

“Oh, fuck! Little buddy, ngh!”

As if stung by a bee, Liam withdraws his tongue but seems to lick his chops flavourfully while still holding Yale’s semi-flare in a tight grip.

- “Sorry! Did that hurt?”

Rather than give an immediate response, Yale lowers himself slightly through his knees and leans down his arm, gently placing the flat of his thumb on the cute little snout of the wolf pup’s uncut humanoid cocklet and giving it a rub. Eliciting an excited yip from the child as the boy’s body jolts with pleasure.

“Not at all, bud. It feels really good as you can see! Let’s get more comfortable, eh?”

Surrendering himself fully to his dark desires, the tall slender horse man sits down onto the couch and Liam immediately follows suit. The grey little wolf’s tail is wagging furiously as he too loses his shorts, both nineteen-year-old man and eight-year-old boy sitting next to each other bottomless as they grip their respective shafts.

Yale is aware of the impact a first sexual contact is in someone’s life, and he makes sure to go step by step, slowly and at Liam’s pace. The pup is in heaven, being allowed to grip the horse’s equine length again and to explore it freely with his little fingers, nose, and mouth. The cub drags his tongue eagerly over the cedar brown length culminating in a rosy brown hue at the swollen flare, exploring the ridges of the flat mushroom head and savouring the flavour of the horny adult teenager’s natural male lubricant and musk.

The horse’s chest is heaving, his tongue lolling out and dripping droplets of saliva all over his white tank top while he gently cradles Liam’s head, guiding the boy along to those spots on his flared cock head that feel the most exquisite. The pup’s fur is softer than expected, not surprising as Liam isn’t allowed to rough house or get dirty playing outside. The young boy’s ears twitch at every touch, his eyes closed in delight as he licks the delicious precum off the adult’s equine penis, revelling in being ‘one of the guys’ with someone as cool as Yale!

The angrily distended head of Yale’s throbbing cock is far too wide and big for Liam to swallow, but the boy certainly gives it his best try. Meanwhile, the nineteen-year-old’s fingers on Yale’s free hand slowly slide down the pup’s back while he caresses the childish muscles underneath the boy’s t-shirt. All the way down until he feels soft fur touch his tips, and the base of the excited cub’s wagging tail.

Not even taking his muzzle off the horse’s firm spongy glans, as much as he could fit of it inside, Liam hums his unspoken consent encouragingly to his babysitter. It is clear the boy craves physical contact and the praise of an adult male. Good Christian dads don’t coddle their boys, after all. They need to be moulded into strong manly men, and only the belt and firm handshakes can do that. Not hugs or affection.

Yale’s fingers slide down underneath the cub’s swishing tail and encounter only the softest of pure little boy buns. The heat of the hidden pucker draws them to delve slightly deeper in between, and Liam moans adorably when the horse’s fingertips find his virginal pucker. Brushing along the boy’s taint.

- “Ooh! Yale! That makes my weenie tingle very hard!”

The horse’s digit traces around the tiny hot button, feeling how the soft supple flesh tightens and relaxes against him as he teasingly pushes inward.

“Then, that means it feels good. Wanna feel something even better, bud?”

Liam nods breathlessly as he holds on to Yale’s erection like a drunkard clutches a streetlamp to stay upright, whimpering and moaning as the little wolf pup subconsciously pushes back against the adult’s intrusive fingers. The eight-year-old holding the cock like a kid would a comforting plushie in bed when afraid of the dark, his little heart pumping faster and his tail wagging excitedly as Yale fondles the back of his adorable small balls.

- “Uhu!”

Yale’s fingers are made slick in the adult teenager’s mouth before being returned to the eagerly winking hole of the wolf child. Liam lies across the horse’s lap while still clutching the length of the long slender cock and slobbering all over the flared head, pushing back his small buns while Yale’s fingers slowly worm their way deeply inside the boy’s backside.

“You have the tightest and cutest little butt, bud. I really wanna… I really want to stick my dick in there.”

Liam is softly howling inside his throat at the pleasurable sensation of his babysitter’s big fingers wriggling around inside of him, making the cub squirm on top of Yale’s lap and prick his stiff little cocklet into the horse’s thighs. Yale has found the wolf pup’s pleasure centre, and is ruthlessly rubbing and pushing down on it, making Liam see stars of childish ecstasy. Each yip and howl of pleasure arouses Yale further, and he has to hold back with all his might or he might paint his ward’s cute little face rather than his insides.

Eventually, after many minutes of intense pleasuring of the eight-year-old cub’s hungry little tail hole, and being able to comfortably fit his three middle fingers, Yale can’t hold back any longer.

A soft whimper of disappointment is murmured by the young wolf pup when his babysitter withdraws his strong fingers, but a yip of surprise follows suit when the cedar brown horse positions Liam on his knees and with his tummy pressed into the couch’s backrest. The cub’s plump little bottom facing the horny horse as Yale slickens up his shaft with his own precum.

“This may feel a bit weird, but it’s gonna feel really good in a second, bud. Are you a big brave boy?”

Still high on the pleasurable tingles overwhelming his mind, Liam nods profusely and starts wagging again.

- “Uhu! I’m a big boy!”

Yale grins and kneels down onto the couch behind the little boy, firmly holding his erection steady with one hand while grabbing the backrest with his other for stability. The pup yips and coos in anticipation when the nineteen-year-old rubs his spongy cock head against Liam’s eagerly winking virginal boy hole, too far gone to stop now.

“I can see that! Such a brave big boy. Take a deep breath and push back against me, bud.”

The eight-year-old wolf pup does as requested, inhaling a deep breath and immediately gasping out as Yale takes the opportunity to firmly press into Liam’s briefly relaxed pucker. The boy lets out a little ‘oww’ as his little fingers fly to his own stiff little humanoid cocklet, squeezing himself tightly to provide some pleasure during the discomfort of his first penetration. The boy is too young to know the concept of virginity, and here he is losing his to his favourite coolest babysitter.

The cedar horse is a little forceful at the start, needing to get his rapidly swelling flare past the boy’s suddenly constricting tight sphincter to lock it inside. The shock of that first push did the trick, and Liam’s hole eagerly swallows the expanding cock head before it’s too late, the rigid spongy flesh immediately pressing down against the pup’s tiny prostate inside. Sending waves of pleasure forth along Liam’s spine, overwhelming the young cub’s mind to the point of nearly passing out.

The pup’s upper body is draped over the backrest of the couch, with Yale’s adult chest firmly keeping him in place as he feeds more of his long horse cock into that tightly spasming tiny tail hole. The vice grip with which it is holding and swallowing him absolutely divine, and preventing any shortage of natural lube as his Yale’s equine member is almost on the verge of cumming, spitting out dollops of precum.

“Fuck! Your little ass swallowed my flare like it was nothing, bud! Not even my horse ex could take me so well like you just did!”

Liam is near delirious, his head slumped over the backrest of the couch while his wolf tongue drools strands of spittle all over the back of it and onto the floor below.

- “Uunghuuh.”

The eight-year-old wolf pup is absolutely lost in the sauce, melting like putty in Yale’s experienced hands as the horse releases his cock and encircles Liam’s waist instead with one hand, while the other reaches down between the cub’s loins and gently takes hold of the wildly twitching little cocklet.

“Only brave big boys like you get to ride the Yale train, bud! All aboard!”

Yale’s heavy cedar brown balls start swaying back and forth in a mesmerising erotic bouncy little dance as the adult fucks the eight-year-old cub further into mutual ecstasy. The stallion’s deft fingers swiftly rub the skin of the boy’s uncut humanoid stiffy back and forth while he fucks the pup, the cute little snoot opening up more and more on each downward pull to reveal a neat rosy little glans. An adorable shiny little cherry hidden within the snug folds of the wolf puppy’s foreskin, revealed to the world for perhaps the very first time. Skilfully manipulated and stimulated while Liam is on the brink of passing out in sheer childish pleasure.

Slowly, Liam’s hungry little hole swallows more of Yale’s stallion shaft, until finally the big blunt head reaches the utmost deepest it’ll go and the horse cock bottoms out with the medial ring kissing the eight-year-old wolf pup’s swollen anal lips. The blunt wide cock head flares wide and hard, and Yale throws his head back into his neck as he crushes Liam in between himself and the backrest of the couch, his virile balls drawing up in their sack in preparation for what is to come.

“Fuck! Take it, bud! You sexy little boy slut!”

A torrent of thick white creamy horse sperm washes into Liam’s bowels, making the pup squeal out as the unexpected surprising heat spreads instantly into every little nook and cranny of his insides. Touching places the boy never knew existed while soothing the aching pleasurable discomfort such a big adult penis causes when it’s lodged so deeply inside the body of a brave little boy like Liam.

The pup coos and spills forth a garbled mess of incoherent thoughts, his cute little cocklet twitching as hard as a nail in between Yale’s big fingers and angrily calling forth the wolf boy’s first ever dry orgasm. Neighing in pleasant surprise, Yale tosses his head back into his neck again as the cub’s own climax causes Liam’s anal muscles to squeezes down tightly onto the horse’s cock, coaxing forth a second smaller but equally intense nut from the adult babysitter.

“Oh! Fuck, bud! Yeah, squeeze that thang! Nurse that cock for all my yummy horse milk, boy!”

The adult horse’s body is sweating, making the white tank top stick to his slender cedar brown body while Yale’s hips shudder and shallowly thrust subconsciously inside the little boy’s clenching ass. Making his medial ring and the swollen boy pussy lips smooch tightly. Sending forth the last of his load before his equine cock starts to rapidly shrink down.

Yale’s cock falls away from Liam’s anus, the tail hole gaping open wide and immediately leaking a flood of thick creamy horse semen down onto the couch.

“Oh, shit!”

The stallion immediately darts down and holds Liam’s boyish ass cheeks open wide, locking his lips with the swollen anal pucker and eagerly swallowing each dollop of his own sperm running out with a lewd little slurp.

Liam is whimpering and whining a little, feeling so empty even with Yale’s tongue tickling his exhausted little prostate. Everything pales in comparison to the teenager’s horse cock, naturally.

The babysitter gently licks out every trace of his sperm from the cooing whimpering boy’s eight-year-old ass and gently withdraws with a muzzle coated with his own sticky produce. Liam’s anus looks a little red and still swollen, agitated by Yale’s overtly big size, yet hungry for more. This pure Christian boy is a born little cock slut!

- “Yale… Put it back. Feels so empty and cold.”

Yale’s cock has retreated into his sheath, the stallion’s rut satisfied for now. The horse chuckles and gives Liam’s butt cheek a playful little slap, making the boy yip in surprise.

“Sorry, bud. Need to recover before I can go again. Besides, I think you’ve had enough for one day. A pup’s body isn’t made for a lot of sex yet, after all.”

Yale sits back down on the couch, Liam whimpering and crawling onto his babysitter’s lap to curl up in his arms, both boys still naked from the waist down and sticky with equine juices. The pup takes Yale’s hand and pushes it down between his legs, urging the equine’s fingers to dig back inside.

- “Just a little bit more, please? Yale?”

The cedar horse chuckles and starts circling the swollen lips of Liam’s anus tenderly, the boy sighing in relief.

“Alright. Maybe, if you’re a good boy for the remainder of the weekend, I’ll get you something to fill that cute little slutty boy pussy of yours when I’m not here. But no telling your parents and you have to hide it well. Okay, bud?”

Liam’s tail wags again, excitedly. Fully embracing the wondrous world of sex Yale has revealed to his childish mind.

- “Uhu! It’s our little secret. Right, Yale.”
“Yeah, bud! Our cool little secret.”